**Be aware that this is a manXman story so if that bothers you then please don't read! 5th in Breaking Series. There are certain things that make a man a man in late 1870's Texas. Being able to rope, ride and handle cattle to name a few. Shooting from the hip, playing poker and throwing back whiskey never hurt either. Nick could do all those things but none of that would matter if anyone knew the truth about him-if anyone knew his secret. So to protect that secret, Nick keeps to himself as he works on the ranch at Atkinson Spread. He likes his job and the bosses are decent but Nick is lonely. Covered in scars, both of the physical and emotional variety, he longs for one person he can truly be himself around. That one person he can love. Aiden is running. He's been running since his family realized what he was, called him an abomination and cursed him to death. Bakerstown Texas is where his legs and his will to run finally give out. Somehow he finds himself hired on to work at Atkinson spread though he knows nothing about cattle. He has already resigned himself to a life alone but that thought goes out the window when he lays his eyes on a ranch hand named Nick. Even then, Aiden knows he can't have Nick. Nick doesn't seem to suffer from the same condition that Aiden was born with and so there's not a lot Aiden can do about his attraction to the other man. Until a night at the saloon goes a bit too far...... Can these two men be together or will their secret be found out and their disease dealt with the frontier way?

Author: Cassis Luna In which, Draco drinks a potion that allows him to see through lies. Harry, evidently blamed, must help him through the effects of the potion. For the first time, they see one another in a different light. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the plot nor the characters. This fan fiction is created by Cassis Luna, on fanfiction.net, just here to spread a beautiful story to others. All credits to J.K Rowling.

It's 1968, and Special Agent Potter has better things to do than team up with a Russian. Even if the fate of the world depends on it, even if there are countless lives at stake. Even IF his new partner is the most handsome devil this side of the Iron Curtain. Drarry/Harry Potter Fanfiction. Cold War Spy Muggle AU. Smut, warnings for very slight sub/Dom undertones. 20.7K words.

Arthit is a drummer in the newly popular band called "The Hazers". Their manager hires personal security for the band members to keep them safe due to their increasingly overzealous fans wanting to meet their idols. Kongpob is one of the newly hired bodyguards assigned to the group and he's instantly drawn to its good-looking drummer. Spending time guarding Arthit day in and day out brings them closer together and causes them to want to cross the professional boundaries of their relationship. ***** CO-AUTHOR: menmehere ***I do not own the characters as they belong to the genius that is Bittersweet BoysLove. ***Do not repost this story as your own work and do not translate without my premission. ***All images were found on Google and are not mine. I'll try to give credit when possible otherwise message me if it's yours.

Office politics? Drama? Who needs any of those when you can have chaos and hilarious shenanigans instead from Arthit and his group of friends? Don't forget to throw in a handful of interns and a couple of colleagues from different departments. Monday to Friday will never be the same again!

This is the second book of the MiMiC series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but old characters will likely return. Being in another country was supposed to be an adventure. Even with such a severe handicap from a traumatic experience in his past, Roh-Ahn was ready to take on teaching in America, and maybe see some of its famous tourist sites, too. What he hadn't planned, however, was to meet a young history teacher who not only saves him when he has a bad reaction after overexerting himself, but who keeps appearing at just the right times to make his heart beat a little bit faster then it should.

Be silent. Unless your voice is needed. Keep your sunglasses on. You trip and hurt yourself too much. Stay inside at all times when not with the band. You are not permitted to go anywhere without us. Do not confirm or deny specific questions about yourself. And lastly, you know absolutely none of their language. Five months before his high school graduation ceremony, Teller Zan's grandmother, the only person who's ever bothered to raise him, falls ill. With little money saved up, and the hospital bills coming in steadily, Teller decides to quit school and find some way to support himself and his ailing grandmother. He finds a way. A job, of sorts. Teller knew that he had somewhat of a talent, but he hadn't known how much it could be worth until he stumbled upon an audition. When he passes, he finds out that his skill is worth more than enough money to help his grandmother... but was it worth the sacrifices he'd have to make?

Caffeine deprived, stressed out college kid, Stephan, knows his barista hates him because the guy tells him so on the label of his cup every, single day. So why then does the bottom of the cup say something entirely different...? Wattpride featured selection!

Everyone has a soulmate, even the coldest people, the warmest people, people miles apart. And no matter what, you eventually run into your soulmate. Many people, such as Kim Taehyung, believe in the centuries old folklore that your soulmate's eyes are the same colour as your absolute favourite, most cherished colour. Kim Taehyung's favourite colour is purple. reached #1 in kooktae &lt;3 vietnamese translation: https://my.w.tt/FsyFwtlGSW (by: 4_baby_only) <3

BAD BOYS IN LOVE, BOOK 1 When high-school quarterback, Harvey Remington's whole family passes away in a brutal car accident, he loses all will to live. That's until he discovers that he's not completely alone, that there's one survivor; his baby nephew. All hopes of raising the kid himself come crashing down when he's informed that his arch-nemesis' family, the über-rich Kincaids, are the godparents who will be given custody of the baby. With no stable income and no living relatives to support him, getting guardianship seems impossible. The solution? Marriage. ● "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Gideon Elijah Kincaid and Harvey Zak Remington in holy matrimony. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." I press my lips together to prevent myself from shouting at the top of my lungs that I do. Yes, I have a huge problem with marrying my arch-nemesis, and I'd like to be NOT tied to this asshole 'till death' - or for the few years until I'm up on my own feet - thank you very much. Gideon narrows his dark silver eyes at me as he squeezes my hands in his grip, silently warning me to maintain my slipping composure. I take a deep breath and let my eyes wander over to the side - where my very adorable nephew is sitting on Gideon's mom's lap, bouncing excitedly as he watches all the bright lights and decor with the awe-filled wide eyes that only babies can pull off. My heart clenches at the sight because the oblivious baby has no clue that his whole world has been ripped away from under him, that I am the only person he has left. I sigh internally at the unfairness of it all. With a renewed determination to do everything I possibly can to do right by the little human, I steel myself and give Gideon a wide smile, doing my best to make it seem like he's the most important person to me on the planet. I can do this. I can stay married to the bad boy.