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?"

Book 2: The Fated Chronicles Will doesn't trust anyone. Doesn't let them in because he doesn't want to get hurt again, he can't afford to. Will is lost, he's been through too much to not be. Will doesn't know what he's doing, besides trying to make it through each day. But it's hard because Will is scared. Will is always scared. Damon is mad, he's the next in line alpha to a pack that fears him. Damon is always mad because nobody gets him, they all think he needs to be fixed, he doesn't. Damon does bad things when he's mad and even worst things when he's sad. And these days, Damon is always sad. Will and Damon are both broken. Broken pieces sometimes fit together and other times, they don't. But every once in a while, they clash until they fit just right. Will and Damon fit just right

Lincoln Wolf The first vampire to have ever walked the face of the earth. Made to be used as a tool of destruction, bringing about death, chaos, and misery to all who crossed his path. After centuries of following this desolate path, he broke free from the shackles which bounded him, but still doesn't feel truly free. He's experienced every emotion that resembled darkness, never approaching the ones of light. That is until he stumbled up a doe-eyed young man who made him feel the brightest emotion of them all.

Book 3 of The Fated Chronicles Nikola Amorenia has only ever known one thing for certain throughout his entire life - that Hagen Calderon was his. His to own, his to spoil, his to love, and his to control. His. Nikola wants nothing more in life than his other half, but his mate doesn't want him. Hagen Calderon doesn't want Nikola. He doesn't want his affections or his desperate attempts at ownership. He never did and never will. But after all these years, Hagen can't deny that even if he doesn't want Nikola, he is his mate. Now, Nikola's finally of age to claim him, which means Hagen's out of time and excuses. For the first time in their lives, Nikola doesn't have to hold back. Hagen thinks he'll break him, Nikola just might, or maybe...Nik will be the best thing to ever happened to him

Sylvester 'Sylver' Stanton vs. Enzo Jilani In a world where vampires and werewolves are eternal rivals, two extraordinary beings defy the odds and find an unexpected bond that transcends their species... Enzo, the gorgeous heir to the Jilani vampire legacy, has spent his life balancing duty and indulgence, reveling in the pleasures of his eternal youth. But his carefully curated existence spirals into chaos when he reunites with his destined soulmate-a meeting that sparks an uncontrollable frenzy of passion. Sylver, a smoldering hot, carefree, yet powerful werewolf-warlock hybrid born of an alpha lineage, is unprepared for the fiery connection he feels with the devastatingly seductive Enzo. Drawn together by forces beyond their control, their bond ignites a love so intense it threatens to rewrite the rules of their rivaling worlds. As they navigate the dangers of forbidden desire and the weight of their powerful legacies, Enzo and Sylver must face the ultimate test of loyalty and love. Will their unprecedented bond shatter ancient rivalries-or doom them both? Dive into a tale of passion, power, and destiny where nothing is as it seems.

"Now now, you've got to be quieter 'Boss'. Although I bet your secretary would love to walk in and find his boss bent over his own desk" A CEO with a notorious playboy reputation and a mysterious man. What could possibly go wrong? A fascinating office romance between a CEO and his subordinate Warning: Contains sexual content between men (ie male on male action) Reader discretion is advised

When good meets really, really, really bad. ****** Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vittori mafia. Lucien Vittori is New York's playboy and future heir to the Vittori mafia. After being matched to a stranger he finds alluring, Lucien has now set his eyes on a no one but Daniel. And he'll be sure to take full advantage of him. <trigger warning for this story>

In the beginning... he was like a storm: violent, dangerous, and perfectly capable of destroying everything in his path. He'd gotten his hands on everything needed to pin me in his trap. My home... my belongings... my life -- he could have taken any of them at any time, and I wouldn't have been allowed to so much as let out a single protest. In the end, though, what he ended up wanting more than anything else in the world was something I swore up and down I wouldn't ever give him. Me. 🌺👑💛👑🌺 Aerin Vanderhill is uncertain of who he is on the inside and what he really wants out of life. For seventy-five years, he's lived very quietly in a small but futuristic American town, sleeping during the day and occasionally meandering around at night, basically just wondering at his own depressing existence. His family is long dead and everyone he once loved is gone, so for him, all that's left is the silence of being alone... of mimicking life because its there and he has it. Its boring, but what's an awkward, socially inept vampire who's only true form of human contact comes through playing online video games supposed to do? Nothing. That's right, nothing. Because doing something would make him spiral. That's why he sticks to his routine, no matter how pointless it feels to him. Unfortunately, his simple way of living comes to an immediate end when a dangerous, beast-like man with strange powers and even stranger origins comes gallivanting into town, hunting for the so-called "leech" who lulls his victims to sleep before preying on them. Aerin is soon certain he's going to be murdered, but fate might just have other plans. (This is a story featuring male only romance. LGBT+) TRAILER INSIDE! Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - very, very mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - violence - abuse - depression Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved.