"Do you sit in sugar?" I asked casually as I stared at his back muscles. "No. Why? " His muscles rippled with every move he made, making me drool internally. "Cause you have a damn fine and sweet looking ass." "You're horny." "No, I'm just trying to satisfy my sweet tooth." He growled out irritated making a smirk form on my face. "Eat a chocolate or something." Finally he spoke more that two words at a single time. " Something like...you?" He turned around to glare at me for a second before turning back. "Fuck off." "No, fuck me." So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. Highest rankings: #1 in food #1 in nickbateman #121 in yaoi #1 in bxb #4 in boy x boy #10 in gayromance #320 in lgbt/lgbtq [Book 1 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - A Chocolate Kiss (completed) [Book 2 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - My Pastry Chef (completed) [Book 3 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - Sweet Temptation (completed)

Honestly, this book is my very first bxb book so it sucks. I suggest yall read my 2nd or 3rd one instead of the same series which are much more well liked loll. Trust me😂 "So Anthony, can you explain why is there a fly in my coffee?" I smirked internally as he squirmed under my hard gaze. "I'm s-sorry sir. I'll get my staff to c-change a new cup for you immediately and i-it will be on the house." He stammered out anxiously he quickly shooed the waiter back into the kitchen. "Do you think this will stop me from making a complain?" His eyes widened in fear, his face almost paling. "Please don't, sir!" He pleaded, his voice increasing to a much higher pitch. "So you raise your voice at your customers when you are at fault? " I quirked my eyebrow, pretending to be serious. if it was even possible, he paled even further, seemingly desperate to just solve this issue. "How about this, you give me a kiss and I will let your cafe go. How about that?" His eyes widened...with what, I'm not sure but definitely not with fear. "I-I..." So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. [Book 1 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - A Chocolate Kiss (completed) [Book 2 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - My Pastry Chef (completed) [Book 3 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - Sweet Temptation (completed) Highest rankings : #2 in chocolate #32 in romance #141 in gay #4 in gayromance #8 in gaylove #16 in yaoi #26 in mpreg

"Sorry, Sir! I'm really sorry!" The small figure apologised repeatedly as he stood frozen in his spot. "It's alright. Are you okay?" I stared down into his beautiful pair of familiar looking eyes, wondering where did I last saw them. "Y-Yes. C-Can you l-let me go? I'm g-going to be l-late." He stuttered fearfully as he stared at my hand which I've unknowingly gripped around his wrist firmly. It's so small and boney... "Shit. Sorry." Letting go of his wrist immediately, he sped down the road swiftly without looking back even once. I wonder where did I last saw those eyes... So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. [Book 1 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - A Chocolate Kiss (completed) [Book 2 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - My Pastry Chef (completed) [Book 3 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - Sweet Temptation (completed) Highest ranking: #1 in bxb #1 in boy x boy #1 in gayromance #2 in gay #36 in romance #3 in lgbtq #1 in mpreg #149 in yaoi #25 for gaylove

"You came to kill me," Roman growled, his teeth at Liam's throat. "Now you'll live as mine." ____________ Ten years ago, Liam Sullivan watched his father die at the hands of Cassius Grayson-Alpha of the Shadow Ridge Pack. Broken and consumed by vengeance, Liam left and built a rogue pack of outcasts. But when Cassius died unexpectedly, Liam's blind rage shifted toward Roman Grayson, Cassius's son and heir, Liam's ex-best friend... and the boy who once stole his heart. Roman isn't the boy Liam once knew. He's a force of nature; cold, commanding, and hiding a devastating secret: he's not just an Alpha. He's an Enigma, a creature of legend with power beyond comprehension. When Liam's reckless attack fails, Roman doesn't kill him. Instead, he claims him, binding Liam to him with a mark, and a brutal, public claiming that shatters Liam's pride. But beneath Roman's cruelty lies something darker: obsession, possession, and the ghost of a love Liam thought was long dead. Trapped in Roman's world, Liam must confront the truth about his father's death, about Roman's twisted devotion, and about the concealed feelings he carried for Roman all these years. A dark, erotic tale of betrayal, revenge, obsession, and fated love set in a supernatural world where power is intoxicating, and submission can be sweeter than vengeance. WARNING: This is an MxM short DARK erotica story that involves public claiming, character obsession, coercive mating, and many other, possibly disturbing themes. PLEASE do not read if these topics trigger you. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. - wordcount: 16,000+ | First Draft | A Novelette

Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their need to prove each other wrong. This is why they are given an ultimatum: They can give up their swimming scholarships or go to a beach house to mend their relationship. It was simple, they have to spend two months together. No communication with anybody else. Bonding exercises everyday. And absolutely no fighting for two months. Who knows what will come out of this? *** Cover art is "Rolling Muscles, Lapping Waves" by Gabriel Garbow

VIKTOR POPOV He was like a fire igniting the tip of my cigar-a spark I didn't ask for, yet couldn't ignore. His smile, full of teasing marks and challenges, crawled under my skin. Somehow, it set me ablaze in ways I couldn't control. The way he openly taunted me, dared me, made me yearn for him. And I wasn't the type to yearn for anything-or anyone. I never cared what people thought. But one look at Connor, and I could feel something shifting inside me. Something dangerous. Something ravenous. And It's addicting. CONNOR MACKEY His silver eyes were like bullets, piercing straight through the armor I'd spent years perfecting. I'm an open book-but only the parts I choose to show. Most people don't care to read beyond the surface. But he does. Viktor Popov dares to read every line, every chapter. The ones I keep hidden. And I hate that it feels like he already knows how it all ends.

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

Icarus Crane is a fledgling vampire with a feisty, free spirited attitude. He lives with his sire, and leads a peaceful life with his new family. His sire always warned him to never get near a master vampire. They're dangerous and powerful and hold no emotions what so ever. Once you're taken and claimed, by a master vampire you're more valuable than them because you hold their power. Icarus ignores the rules and runs into someone. Someone that decides he's going to make Icarus his own. This story is rated R, and not edited First book in the Supernatural Lovers series Part of a series but can be read as a stand alone

It was now nighttime and I returned to my room which was very dark. The curtains were closed, strange I'm sure it was open this morning... Whatever. I put my bag down and went straight into the shower. I didn't spend a long time inside cause I was very tired and wanted to sleep. It was an exhausting day, I searched for some work, but like usual I failed... I sighted. I went out of the bathroom with only a towel around my waist and started to sit down when someone pushed me into the floor. Shit! Who was that? What did he want? I was very afraid and I had a lot of question passing my mind in this few seconds but didn't want to submit to my aggressor. I groaned and tried to get myself up, but he... Yeah, he was too strong and big to be she... Put his knee on my back and started to tie my hands together with some rope. Was he trying to kidnap or tie me? I froze in fear for a few seconds and stopped moving. I suppose he let his guard down since I stopped struggling, so I took this chance and flipped us over. It was now my turn to be on top and somehow succeeded to untie myself. I was lucky he didn't have time to fully tie me yet, so it was kind of easy. It was dark, so I couldn't see his face, but I still put my hands around his throat and started to strangle him a bit. 'W-Who are you and w-what do y-you want?' I asked trying to hide my fear that I miserably failed. '...' He still didn't respond, I was starting to loose control on myself. His silence was killing me and I started to shake in fear. Then he spoke and caught all my attention: 'You're so cute when you're afraid pet.' I froze, I recognized this voice and my fear turned to be true. All the struggling to escape, to disappear, to forget about him now came back in an instant. I was now trembling constantly losing all control of my body, my hand lets go of the man throat and all I could do was shakily say: 'Dimitri...' THIS IS A BOYXBOY STORY, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!