✔️ | A small town country boy from Texas gets the opportunity of a lifetime. A full ride scholarship to Oxford University to study Art. Leaving the farm and everyone I knew behind, it was a bittersweet moment. It's been my dream to get out of the small, soul sucking town. Everything would have been perfect... If it weren't for my sexy as hell roommate making me rethink my sexuality. Oh, did I forget to mention? He's also the bane to my existence. I'm in for a wild and confusin' ride. Published: June 2022 #1 - fluffandsmut #1 - smalltown #1 - men #1 - gaylove #3 - Lgbtq / Lgbt #2 - bxb #3 - fluffandsmut #4 - gay #1 - lgbtfiction #3 - mxm #2 - Farm #1 - comingout #3 - drama #9- boyxboy #2 - romance #2 - college #2 - cute

Joong believed marriage was redemption. Proof that surviving still meant something. The wedding is flawless-marble floors, crystal lights, perfection in every detail. Joong walks down the aisle alone, dressed in white, smiling softly beneath the lights. He is alone not because he has no family, but because they chose not to stand beside him. At the altar waits Dunk Natachai-the man Joong has loved since he was fourteen. Older, composed, unreachable once, and now impossibly his husband. For a moment, it feels like a miracle. Until Joong reaches him. Dunk does not extend his hand. The pause is small, barely noticeable, but Joong feels it instantly-a warning where warmth should have been. The vows are spoken. Applause fills the hall. The kiss is brief, polite, and wrong. Then Dunk leans close and whispers, meant only for him: "Welcome to hell, husband." Joong's smile does not break. He has learned how to smile even when something inside him goes completely still. What follows is not a love story, but a marriage that becomes a sentence rather than a sanctuary. Hope turns into control. Affection fades into cruelty. Silence replaces devotion. This is not a story about a wedding, but about a fall. And whether Joong survives it remains unanswered.

Trapped in a marriage with Mercer, a ruthless mafia boss, gentle librarian John faces fear, abuse, and relentless obsession. As he runs, fights, and survives, hate and desire collide-can love bloom in the shadows of pain?

Nineteen-year-old Adrian Blackwood is forced to marry Vincent Calloway, a cold, dominant CEO with strict rules and harsher punishments. What starts as a forced union becomes a tangled web of pain, passion, and forbidden desire.

What will you do when your identity no longer matters because your long lost twin is dead, and now you must become him? When they force you to live inside his skin, wear his clothes, speak his name... and worst of all, pretend to love his HUSBAND like he did? But how long until pretending turns into obsession? How long until the lies turn into need? Would you break his legs just to make sure he can never leave you? Would you drug his tea, just to hear him whisper your name in his sleep? Is that still love... or something far worse? But love doesn't ask for permission. Love doesn't care for boundaries. So the question is WILL YOU care when your obsession starts tasting like love? . . Nico's trembling hands struggled with the massive iron lock. Sweat dripped from his forehead, He looked over his shoulder once, twice, again until the sound of deliberate footsteps echoed from the hallway. "Baby... why are you trying to leave me?" Ethan's voice curled like smoke behind him. "Come here." Nico turned, body frozen, blood cold. "L-Let me go! You........you tricked me! I'll go to the police!" Ethan tilted his head slightly... and then the entire mansion shuddered under the weight of his "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" Laughter

Nico never thought his life could fall apart so completely. One day he was a normal artist...The next, his twin sister was dead... and her fiancé the man she was supposed to marry, turned that grief into something darker, Something that wanted him. Not her anymore him... Ethan didn't care that Nico didn't want this. He didn't care about boundaries, laws, or fear. All that mattered was possession. Every glance, every step Ethan took was a claim Nico's body, his mind, his very soul. And no matter how much Nico resisted, how much he tried to pull away, Ethan only pressed closer. . Nico's legs gave way his body trembling, his spine pressed cold against the unforgiving wall. His voice was raw, desperate "Touch me again and I'll call the cops!" Ethan only laughed . He leaned in so close Nico could feel the heat radiating from him "I love it," Ethan whispered, his lips grazing Nico's ear, "when you act so brave, sweetheart..." Before Nico could react, Ethan smashed his lips onto his.......

Caleb was lost and had been for as long as he could remember. He tried to walk the path his parents wanted, but he couldn't see it through the darkness. With his brothers away for college everything became worse. The once warm home felt ice cold, the halls devoid of sound and his life devoid of colour. Then he bumped into Lucas. His long time neighbour who he was certain only saw him as his best friends little brother. Until he didn't. Until Lucas inserted himself further into Caleb's life, getting closer to him than anyone had ever been. Too close. Or maybe that's just what Caleb needed, someone to see more than what was on the surface. Maybe the love he sought was right there in front if him, and so was the help he needed. --- *This is a bxb that deals with sensitive themes, religion, and mature subjects. Read with care. It's also a really. really slow burn.* Slow updated, but still updating (promise)! No AI was involved at any point in the writing of this story.

BOOK FOUR - PART TWO: THE FOREVER SERIES "I have a mate. I marked my mate! I don't know what came over me. The kiss was so intense, and i could feel it all the way down to my freaking toes. It was amazing, it was everything. I got caught up in the moment, and now I've sealed my fate. To someone I wish I didn't. He's gonna be the fucking Alpha of our pack. What am i supposed to do with that? I don't want that responsibility, and I don't need it. I'm not capable of caring about it. So what did I do? Seal. My. Fate." Ethan comes from a happy home. He has the best dads, the best grandpas, and the best uncle. The best Aunts. He's close with all his family, and he loves them dearly. He's not quite sure about his sexuality, but he doesn't really care. He has two dads, and two grandpas for goddess sake. Who care's if hes gay? Ethan's never really experienced a pull toward someone. Until he met Connor Chase. Connor is a few years younger, and has an earthy scent. It's addicting. It's all consuming. Something deep and dark awaken's in Ethan, and he knows this boy has to be his. When Connors ceremony happens, and the truth comes out, Ethan can't stop himself from wanting the boy. And Connor? Never stood a chance. Connor Chase has a lot of issues. His mental health has never been the best, he struggles with his own demons in silence. No one noticed before, so why would they now?

Emmet and Clay did not meet on the best of terms, but that doesn't stop them from becoming fast friends. As their bond grows stronger, they will do whatever it takes to maintain this new friendship. Even though that may not be all that either of them wants. After years of living in a conservative southern town, Emmett has developed a hard shell that is not easily pierced. It's gotten even more difficult since breaking up with his first serious boyfriend left him feeling devastated and betrayed. Then a new friend comes along to peel back all the layers of protection, making Emmett feel happy again, and perhaps making him feel something more. The loss of his father at a young age left Clay with severe anxiety. His girlfriend says he's emotionally distant - because he is. Clay never gave much thought to his sexuality. He started dating because all his friends were, and although his relationships never seem to work out, he continues to try, because that's what's expected. The steady track he's been traveling is suddenly upended when he becomes enamored with a boy he just met. Now Clay has to figure out what he wants and how far he's willing to go to get it.

*** COMPLETE- Far From Home book two: Sequel to The Warlord's Chosen. A M/M/M fantasy romance*** "For the innocence of my mother, I suffered alone in the dark. For the sins of my father, I give my blood." Llyric has lived his life beneath stone, among darkness and cold. Having seen the sun for the last time when his father last attempted to steal his innocence when he was a young child, Llyric spends his days with a mouth bound, a body beaten and torn, and a soul and heart darkened by his own blood. He knows he deserves what he suffers, for the blood is his veins is evil. He knows this. He accepts it. Until the day he is saved, and possibly given a chance at living beyond his blood. **trigger warnings are located at the beginning of the prologue. Can be read as a stand-alone, but it's highly recommended to read the series in order for the greatest enjoyment of the story**