BOYXBOY. Mpreg This is my first story so please be patient with me as I grow as a writer hopefully you will enjoy it and continue to read. I hope it gets better and better as I get to grips with everything. Please follow my profile or you will miss all the good bits I will update every weekend either Saturday or Sund...
This story starts out with me in jail... and ends with me in jail. But that's sort of suitable for a story about myself, is it not? This is more or less a telling of me falling in love with a man I gravely didn't deserve, and him changing my life indefinitely. Go f*ck yourself, John Terry (respectfully, of course). *A...
Christian has finally done it. Made things official. But it wouldn't really be their love story if one of their families didn't cut that budding, love filled trip short. What Alex and Christian will return to, will have these two questioning everything... like whether blood is really thicker than water. And how soo...
"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?" •• Christian Ivonov, CEO of Ivonov enterprises, had always been the best at fucking things up. Whether it be relationships, or company connections, nothing was too far out of his reach to ruin. Alexander Hamilton had always been the best at fixing things. Computers...
Maybe finding a true mate isn't always love at first sight. ***** An omega thief gets thrown out of his clan of criminals after he refuses to save his leader from a debt he can't pay. Joined by his best friend, these two homeless omegas are trying to stay safe in a dangerous city where the army fights ruthless crimin...
Welcome to the Dark & Spicy Book Club! Have you ever felt outside or alone in book clubs because what you write didn't fit in with most of the other books in the club? You read other people's books, hoping they'd read yours, but never really got much in return? Have you ever felt wrong or misunderstood because you wri...
Whatever I thought I remembered, I discarded like the bad drafts of a story. It couldn't have happened. People embellish memories, filter them and run a narrative string through events, distorting the past. That much I knew. That much was certain. So it stood to reason that whatever I had thought I remembered had been...