ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS (BXB) Kyler and Ryan. Ryan and Kyler. No reason for them to be enemies, not much was different about either. Both were male, hot, and had short hair. They also had the same amount of hatred for eachother, pulling pranks in school to embarrassing their social life. One line they never crossed was laying a hand on the other, it was to harsh, to out of character for either. So when one prank was just enough to strike anger within the other, the consequences were interesting to see. •♤•♤• As sweet as it felt, the act was anything but. It wasn't a nice kiss it was a cruel punishing one as Ryan pressed his lips against Kylers strong enough to bruise "I've always wondered what happens when your not screaming at me in anger, and instead screaming at me with pleasure" he cocked his head in curiosity, pulling his face away making sure to keep Kylers lip stuck in between his teeth until the last second. "I bet I could make you scream loud enough the entire school would hear you" he wasn't teasing anymore, Ryan was being dead serious as he took Kylers earlier kiss as an invitation to be cruel and horrible. He didn't care if the kiss was only to get his grip to loosen, Ryan gave a huge challenging grin before he lowered his head. Ryan's lips attached to Kylers neck and he sucked, letting his hands wander until they brushed a crossed his hip bone to which Kyler jerked away slamming his āss into the wall with shock "you don't want to bruise it yet" Ryan smirked before removing every part of him that was touching Kyler, licking his lips as if tasting Kylers skin on his lips. "I'll see you later today-" and for dramatic effect Ryan licked Kylers neck one last time "strawberry" he concluded and took his leave, making sure to leave Kyler standing there on unsteady legs unsure of what just happened. BOOK 1 OF THE SWEETHEARTS FROM THE UNDERWORLD SERIES

"Next time, genius, you're gonna fuck my mouth until the desk rattles." Teagan's a straight-A genius. Equations? Easy. Life? Total disaster. Messy room. Always late. Zero game. Enter Aurelian Vega-sharp tongue, wicked smile, and a habit of leaning in too close during their "study sessions." Tutoring was supposed to be about calculus... but every formula ends with Aurelian's lips at Teagan's ear, every problem set with Teagan flushed and trembling. Lessons turn into touches. Pages blur into kisses. Genius meets temptation-and suddenly, the only subject left to master is pleasure.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is not just risky, it's forbidden. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available in Amazon, physical and Kindle ebook version ✅ (with some bonus chapters)

As Lydia rose to refill her coffee, Tristan saw an opportunity. Heart pounding, he slid under the table, crawling to Celian's side. His hands moved deliberately, trailing up Celian's thigh until the man tensed. "What are you doing?" Celian hissed under his breath, his voice low and strained. Tristan smirked. "Just enjoy." Before Celian could stop him, Tristan freed his semi-hard length, his lips grazing the tip before enveloping him completely. Celian's sharp intake of breath was followed by a low groan, his body betraying him. Lydia returned, oblivious to the tension radiating from her husband. She sipped her coffee, resuming her one-sided conversation. "Honey, are you okay?" Lydia asked, glancing at Celian's flushed face. "I'm fine," Celian stammered, his voice tight. "Just... too much work to do today." Warning this book contains: Gay Sex Age Gap Slurs Etc Enjoy xd

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.