I was used to the quiet. The isolated life I had made for myself felt safe away from the greed and carnage the world left behind. The apocalypse wasn't supposed to happen, we all thought it was an earthquake - an event that wouldn't mean anything in a few days, let alone be remembered in the history books as the worst day in human history. But now, we starved, killed and survived the horrors that walk the earth. What else could we do? I was fine, safe, content in my cabin, but that was all before. Before I met Damien. _________________________________________ "What's wrong? Do you not see this?" "They were scaring you, were they not?" "Yes, but.." "So I took care of them" _________________________________________ #1 postapocalypse THIS STORY IS UNEDITED! But will be edited/polished once it's completed :) Side note: dialogue format improves at around chapter 15. Content Warning⚠️ This is a mature mxm story. LGBTQ+ people engaging in romantic and sexual relationships will be present throughout this story. You have been warned.

Kingsley Black is a sub with a... rough past. Most of the Dominants in Andreas' and Aaron's club, Wildex, have gotten a taste of Kingsley, but they won't create a contract. If they do, it doesn't last long. So Kingsley gives up and just allows himself to be used as a nightly plaything. The one Dominant that Kingsley wants however, is Andreas. More than anything. Andreas is one of the few Master Doms of Wildex, being a co-owner beside Aaron. He never takes a sub for a night, and hardly pays attention to any in general. The little minx that Kingsley is though, has always attracted Andreas. Kingsley is just too rowdy. Can Andreas calm the energetic ball that is Kingsley? Can Kingsley really keep a contract for longer than a month? Or will they find out they are simply not compatible to be a dom/sub pair? Everything may seem fine for the King of Subs, but nothing is ever Peaches and Crème when it comes to the spitfire boy. !!!WARNING!!! This book is very explicit. It will have mentions of topics that are trigger for others (I will try to put those warnings in the beginning of each chapter), and will have mature language and topics. Chapters with Mature content will have an [M] in each chapter title. Thanks for reading! -BuzzyQueenBeee The POVs are switching so you get a look at what either character is thinking during certain things.

Miles or as many call him, Milly, is the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. Many look at him and think that he would make the perfect dominant and Milly is well aware that he has the body type for it, but his personality is the complete opposite. Many dominants believe he is too much to be their submissive, being intimidated by his size. Miles tries to prove them wrong by being the best submissive he can, always listening and doing any request perfectly even if he doesn't want to, but it never seems to be enough. The submissive of the club even push him to be their dominant, not believing that the large man could be anything but dominant. Milly finally decides to leave the area and start new. In this new city, he finds a new club where he decides to give in to what everyone is saying and applies for membership as a dominant. However, what he wasn't expecting was the twin dominant owners with the capability of changing everything. This is the second book in my Submissive series. These books do not need to be read in any specific order, but to those that have read Submissive Desires, this will be the story of Killian, Milly, and Osiris.

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- lgbtlove- Jul 20, 2026🥇 #1- yearn- Feb 18, 2026🥇 #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #3- literature- Feb 14, 2026🥉 #10- lgbt- Dec 26, 2025

M/M Romance | Healing After Abuse | Slow Burn Jack keeps his head down-fixing cars, avoiding trouble, and staying far away from the ghosts of his past. But when a visit to his estranged son leads him to someone unexpected, everything changes. Eli is quiet, guarded, and far too young to carry so much weight behind his eyes. Jack isn't looking to get involved. But something about Eli makes it impossible to walk away. What begins as a rescue becomes something far more complicated... and far more dangerous. This is Book One in the Lessons in Love series This is Jack and Eli's story. Each book can be read as a standalone.

After growing up in a wealthy household, 21 year old Hyun Lee was known for being a spoiled brat and having an untamable attitude. His father had officially given up with his son and after seven bodyguards quit after only a week, he decided to arrange the best bodyguards he could find in Las Vegas, choosing one in the end that was supposed to watch out for Hyun and as a little extra, tame his spoiled attitude in hopes of finally having a bodyguard that survived at least a week with the walking maniac. Who would've thought that the new bodyguard had a little secret only waiting to be discovered.

M/M Romance | Stripper x Mechanic | Found Family | Hurt/Comfort When Devon rolls into the shop for a brake job, Tom knows two things instantly: one, he's gorgeous. And two, he's going to marry that man. Devon, on the other hand, knows better than to fall for charm and a killer smile. There's no room in his life for romance-and definitely not for someone like Tom: bold, flirty, and impossible to ignore. What begins as a one-sided flirtation slowly turns into something deeper... if they're brave enough to let it. This is Book Two in the Lessons in Love series This is Tom and Devon's story. Each book can be read as a standalone-I've included light catch-up or context for returning readers-but reading them all offers the richest experience.

Struggling to pay off his debt, Max makes money through livestreams as a fem boy. What happens when he meets one of his biggest fans in real life? #1 in femboy 07/04/2023 #1 in gaylove 13/05/2023 #1 in camboy 31/05/2023 #1 in lgbtpride 05/09/2023 #1 in livestream 10/12/2023 #1 in happyending 14/12/2023 #1 in debt 11/03/2024 #1 in gayaf 10/06/2024 #1 in boyxboyromance 15/06/2024

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.