It was a routine ENT appointment gone very, very .... right?? Book One of the Dominant Doctor Series. Intro and Info only, the books have been removed from Wattpad.

Ah, screw it! I'm not your dog, not your whore, and certainly not your lover. I'm Prof. Steve Finley. I teach English Lit to snot-nosed students. I'm a failed writer - those who cannot do, teach. Don't give me that look, Jack. You're a shady gangster and you don't know anything about writing or about me... Stop hiding my clothes. Stop leaving me notes with orders. Stop being so adorable when you're supposed to be the bad guy. We're in this messed up situation because of you. You're the jerk here, aren't you? Be cruel. Be awful. Because I'm falling and there's a long way down to rock bottom. Who the Hell am I? I'm Not Steve. ___This is a Psychological Romance___in which Every Detail Matters___ Reader feedback (:D): "I have 20 minutes to study 3 years of work for my maths tests... what am I going to do instead? READ MY FAVOURITE BOOK!" - Beano (@Starb0y) " I've been on this site for far too looooong, and sadly you can easily count just how many quality gay mature stories are in here. So when I stumbled upon yours I found myself immersed, made me interested in Wattpad again. Totally love this book, keep up the great work. " - @fishballsamurai Book 1 of the Kairos series. COMPLETED. Enjoy, leave a comment and follow for updates. :) **Graphic Content 18+ **This is a Gay Erotic Novel of sorts**WARNING**You might enjoy it**

DISCLAIMER: There are only 48 chapters, the rest are extra chapters! "I don't know how I feel towards you," Jonah said with boredom, pulling the cigarette from the edge of his mouth and blowing out of the window. "But one thing I know is that I'm not gay, I love having sex with girls. That being said," he threw his cigarette out from the window, and leaned towards Kylan, whom breath fell stuck in his throat as his cheeks slowly reached the sharpest pink. Jonah smirked as his palm pressed on the jawline of Kylan, his navy irises never turning away from Kylan as his lips approached his. Before they could connect, a low grunt with an exhale cause Kylan's nerve to run wild, and Jonah approached his ear and whispered, "I would definitely like to try it once with you." Jonah Minty, the hot jock, the student athlete, and the man every girl goggles every single second of the day. He has money without even holding a job a day in his life, and people that would do anything he said without a second of hesitation. He was in shape, appeared older for his age, with jet black hair and cold navy eyes. He was way taller than Kylan Burkens, whom always secretly eyed him whenever he marched by. Kylan Burkens, a nerdy student with large glasses in the edge of his nose, and small freckles that many ridiculed him for. He was not scrony, but did miss some meat on his bones. However, his green eyes were always following Jonah whenever they had the chance, and as he returned home everyday and write in his journal about what he would see of Jonah in the changing rooms, he never thought that it would all change in one night, when he would attend the first party in his life. A simple drunk mistake turned his entire life in a roller coaster that he did not want to stop. Jan 2 2019 - 15 k Jan 10 2019 - 50 k Jan 23 2018 - 100 k Feb 28 2019 - 250 k April 17 2019 - 500k May 15 2019 - 600k Dec 2 2019 - 1 M !!!!!

Do autor Matheus da CDC "Me chamo Matheus e desde muito moleque fui nerd. Sempre me interessei por assuntos que crianças em geral não se atraem. Principalmente matemática. Bruno era o meu oposto completo, adorava esportes, só queria saber de andar de bicicleta, futebol, nadar no rio, andar a cavalo, em suma, em qualquer atividade que não envolvesse estudo. Opostos que no final se atraiam, por mais que um dos lados não admitisse, um completava o outro."

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.

Featured on @LY *** It is the month of snow and cakes, cold shoulders and warm hugs, loneliness and blossoming loves. Then what choice is left to a man and his butler as they are forced to get locked up in the house when the weather outside becomes too disastrous to step out?

"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" The month in which there is a lavish wedding about to take two particular hearts by storm.

Featured on @lgbtq *** The month of bitter winds and coffee mugs, cold air and warm rugs, witnesses the journey of two lovers from across the road. One in a cold park, one in an open window. *** First Place Winner, Mystic Awards 2017 (Short Story) ***

You know as kids and teens we do some stupid crap. And sometimes it can be some funny $hit. And you know you'd never think it would haunt you later in life. And the crap I did with my friends was making stripper names. "Hey Honey Shot come here." Trever said smirking. "Don't fucking call me that." I snapped. "But that's your stripper name."he said frowning. Whoever thought I'd actually be a stripper?