【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Leandor's life is quite literally turned upside down when a mysterious inhuman man decides Leandor will make the perfect pet. He could try to fight his captor of course but every time he thinks to do so, he wonders to himself, what does he really have to go back to?

Nuri's life turns upside down one day at work when a gun gets pointed to his boss' head. He's thrown into the world of drugs, of violence when he meets Zavien, the mob boss that owned the city and lives in an actual castle. And just like a king, he swoops into Nuri's life, making him weak in the knees. (Preview)

Two men. Two empires. Two predators circling each other in a world where desire is a chain sharper than steel. Brian Black - enigma, billionaire pilot, untouchable. Evans Woods - alpha, food mogul, untamed. Both dominant. Both ruthless. Both aching for something they'll never admit. When obsession sparks at an airport gate, their lives spiral into a game of control, lust, and dangerous submission. In the end, only one truth remains- even the strongest chains break when desire burns too hot.

ANGELO DELLA MORTE is a dark, Gothic romance of obsession, corruption, and possessive love. Don Vincenzo Rossi is a psychopathic Mafia kingpin who controls empires from the shadows. His life is a cold, calculated void until the moment he sees Elio, an ethereally beautiful, albino man, through a café window. To Vincenzo, Elio is a vision of impossible purity: a delicate angel folding a paper bird, utterly untouched by the filth and violence that is Vincenzo's world. In that instant, a singular, all-consuming obsession is born. TW: This story is a DARK romance and is VERY erotic. Dark Mafia Romance | Possessive/Obsessive Love | Forced Proximity | Stalking/Voyeurism

"Like I said before, nothing is for free. I'll give you all the information you need if you give me your body." When a mission goes south, the only way Zayne had to keep his team safe was to let the mafia take the hostages. But Zayne still wanted the information, so he made a deal with the mafia boss, not knowing what he was getting himself into. [COMPLETED] 21/6/21 highest ranking !! #1 in yaoismut #1 in cops #3 in policeofficer #4 in MxM

Jessi Harper isn't your typical Mafia asset. He's the Italian Mafia's most prized escort-sharp-tongued, untouchable, and always dressed to kill. Fiercely loyal but wild at heart, Jessi plays the game on his own terms. He's used to being wanted, used to being watched... but not like this. Not by him. Derick Marino leads the Mafia like a god-cold, feared, and always in control. He doesn't bend. He doesn't break. And he definitely doesn't get distracted by the Mafia's flirtatious plaything. At least, that's the story he tells himself every time Jessi walks into the room with that maddening smile and a strut that demands attention. He's the king. Jessi's the spark. And their chemistry? A ticking time bomb. Derick says he's straight. Jessi's made a career out of teasing men like him. But what happens when teasing turns into tension that won't go away? When stolen glances become something more? And when the most forbidden thing becomes the one thing neither of them can resist? This isn't just a fling. It's a war between desire and denial-and someone's going to lose control. --- Sneak Peek: My back arched, teeth sinking into the pillow as the sound of skin meeting skin echoed around the candlelit room. I was a mess-sweaty, breathless, wrecked. Exactly how he liked me. Then I felt his hand in my hair, rough and demanding, yanking me back just enough to hear his voice-low, dangerous, and right against my ear. "I'm going to fuck you until every candle in this room burns out." --- Note: This is a BL (Boys' Love) dark romance with a whole lot of tension, complicated feelings, and two men who should know better-but don't stop anyway. Perfect for readers who like their stories messy, magnetic, and just a little bit dangerous.

[COMPLETE] #1 LGBTFICTION- 01/17/2026 #1 LGBTPRIDE- 06/05/2026 Date started: March 27, 2025 Date completed: May 20, 2025 Ollie Grey had always harbored a secret-a deep, undeniable love for his best friend, Lucas Pierre. There was just one catch: Lucas wasn't just any ordinary guy; he was a formidable mafia lord, known for his sharp edge and cold demeanor. To make matters complicated, he also happened to be the straightest man Ollie had ever known. With Lucas now dating the stunning Cassandra Lim, the quintessential beauty adored by many, Ollie found himself teetering on the brink. How long could he keep his feelings buried deep inside? As tension builds and emotions boil over, Ollie risks everything to reveal his heart. What will happen when the truth threatens to upend their friendship-and Lucas's entire world? All Rights Reserved.

**WARNING** ~contains explicit content that may not be acceptable to all viewers. discretion advised~ "No no no no..." My words trailed "NO!!" I screamed, pulling harshly at all my restraints, attempting to get free, hearing the harsh clank of metal on metal with every movement. Colder than the table beneath me, chills ran through my body. This couldn't be happening, please. A sadistic laugh rang through the room and my head fell in defeat as my eyes squinted closed, not wanting to see his face. "Yes, actually." I felt his disgusting, filthy hands trail down my arms. I could feel him leaning forwards, moving himself closer to me. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, so I just lay there, waiting for what I knew was to come. "You're mine now, mut." His voice made my body tense more than it already had. The way he sounded so angry. So possessive. I dared myself to speak, "W-what ar-are you gonna d-do to me?" My voice shook and wavered so much in my fear that it was numb to my ears. Alpha Dave let out a low, calloused chuckle that sent chills throughout my body. He said, in a deadly low voice, "I'm going to remind you who you belong to." * DISCLAIMER- In this story world, each person gets five potential mates! * Blake Daniels' story has been one tragedy after another, Complications littering his route, tripping him on his journey through life. At this point, he's entirely disgusted by his Complacency. For as long as he can remember, he has been at the whim of everyone's desires, neglecting his own. This left him wondering: what it is he wants? Could it be the sweet relief of death? Escape? Or simple Convalescence? *** ~Ms.Witch *** BOOK ONE IN THE ~Escape~ SERIES! Book 1: ~Complications~ Original Created- 2015, Completed- 2016 Rewrite Created (October) & Completed (December)- 2023 Book 2: ~Complacency~ Created (January) & Completed (March)- 2024 Book 3: ~Convalescence~ Created (April) & Completed (May)- 2024 Thanks for reading!

ORIGINAL WORK UPDATED VERSION ON PROFILE **WARNING** **extremely sexual content so if you don't like that stuff just don't read this book because that's what it's based on** "No no no no..." My words trailed "NO!!" I screamed, pulling harshly at all my restraints, attempting to get free, hearing the harsh clank of metal on metal with every movement. Colder than the table beneath me, chills ran through my body, panic taking claim to my senses. This couldn't be happening, please. A sadistic laugh rang through the room and my head fell in defeat as my eyes squinted close, not wanting to see his face. "Yes, actually." I felt his disgusting, filthy hands trail down my arms. I could feel him leaning forwards, moving himself closer to me. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, so I just lay there, waiting for what I knew was to come. "You're mine now, mut." His voice made my body tense more than it already had. I dared myself to speak, "W-what ar-are you gonna d-do to me?" My voice shook and wavered so much in my fear that it was numb to my ears. Alpha Dave let out a low, calloused chuckle that sent chills throughout my body. He said, in a deadly low voice, "I'm going to remind you who you belong to." *** ~Ms.Witch *** Story created in 2015 Completed 2016 Under construction 2023 Fully revised 2023

He sat on the floor, shaking-eyes swollen, fists clenched. Ansh's sobs echoed off the marble walls, soft at first, then cracking like thunder. "Why did I think this was love?" he whispered. "Why did I believe in you?" Beyond the half-closed door, a man stood still. Listening. But not moving. Not even an inch. The sound of heartbreak didn't move him-he had trained himself too well. "This marriage is duty," he whispered to himself. "Nothing more." And so, he walked away. Leaving the boy alone-protected, married... But unloved.