[COMPLETED] Leonel James desperately needed a job. After his boyfriend stole his money and took off, he needed to figure out how to pay his rent. Gideon Hall, CEO of one of the most famous modeling agencies Prestige, is looking for an executive assistant. When he encounters Leonel in an interview for a job at the agency, Gideon signs him on as a model instead. Before he knows it, Leonel's swept off his feet by the glamorous wave of fame, sent to fashion weeks across the globe, and spotted on the streets. He can say the word and everyone will fawn over him. But one thing never changes: the itch he feels for his boss and inspiration, Gideon, every time they get close. Cover created by: @meha-k

Simeon’s heart was broken in two, his spirit and his will were beaten down and broken. Just yesterday he was on top of the world. He was planning the dinner menu to celebrate his three year anniversary with the love of his life, Courtney, an older man, and a professor of Philosophy at the college Simeon attends as a Doctorate student. He had fallen instantly in love with the tall sophisticated man. He had been so proud that someone so handsome and so cultured was interested in little old him. Simeon had gone home with grand plans only to find out that he had been replaced by a younger and blonder model. He was given some cash, his clothes, and he was callously shown the door. He had nowhere to go, and he knew no one other than class mates. What was he to do now? Michael and his identical twin, Rafael were named after angels, but they were anything but, they should have been named Lucifer and Satan instead. They left a trail of broken hearts behind them, even though they didn't mean to. They were juniors majoring in Law and Business Management. Everyone who knew them knew that they were inseparable and anything but what the public perceived them to be. Like many twins, they shared everything with each other, even girlfriends and most times boyfriends. It was even rumored that they were in a long term romantic relationship with each other; only selecting a third person from time to time for amusement and added spice to their already long term relationship. Then, one evening they literally bumped into a sad eyed broken boy in the middle of the student services building. Something about the defeated set of his scrawny shoulders, and the blank stare from those wet chocolate brown eyes called out to both boys. And they took the little beauty into their care. Read to see what happens to Simeon at the hands of two large and in charge in men. Will he be taken to Heaven or will he be shot straight to Hell?

An explosive encounter... He was rich, handsome, could get any man or woman he wanted...so why this sexy brat? He just had to have him. There was dislike/hatred, lust, uncontrollable passion, then unconditional love. It was pure bliss! This story contains hot graphic sexual scenes...lots of it, mind-blowing passion and total hotness. Don't say i didn't warn ya. Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)

"I like to pull on your hair, see you struggle to breathe, watch you reach your climax and then stop you from reaching your high." He said all of that without stopping and that made me shake in my fucking boots. "I-I, no?" I wasn't sure what to say when someone approaches you for a job and says that. "I don't like when people say no to me. I will be respected. You, Miles Stevenson, will respect me." His voice was cold as ice. His stare froze my insides. He got up from his desk and walked over to me in strong strides in a matter of seconds. He was dangerously attractive, his voice and tone were filled with a Russian accent, but it was barely there. Online, it read that his family was from Russia, he was born here but moved to America at the young age of 3. "You're a cute, small pet. I think I'll be taking you." He talked with no fear in his voice, he was straight-forward when he talked. His large hand came up to my face and his thumb stroked my cheek and then moved back to my hair and tugged on it a bit. I nudged my head back as a moan came out my throat and past my lips. "There we go, you little masochist." He licked his lips and came down to my neck, kissing my sensitive skin. My hands flew up to his chest but he smacked them away and grabbed them. Placing them above my head, his smirk only grew when I closed my eyes and groaned as his leg went up against my growing manhood. --- That got Hot. Maybe you should read the rest and find out what happens between a 22-year-old and hot Russian Millionaire Don. Or the one with a cute genius boy who just got out of a long term relationship comes for a job as an assistant with an older Russian Millionaire who doesn't take shit from anyone. {Gayyy, Slight S/m & Russian hotties) -- Ranks: #1 in #Death #1 in #TroyeSivan #1 in #Sadist #1 in #Masochist #1 in #Mobster #1 in #boyxman #1 in #gayfiction #1 in #Gay #1 in #Russia #1 in #Gayromance #1 in #LGBT -- Started: February 5th, 2020 Ended: June 4th, 2020

[BxB] Alexander Smith has a love-hate relationship with trashy online novels, scoffing at the problematic main leads, clueless protagonists and the rampant use of cliches. He never understood why the kind protagonist always chose the abusive 'badboy' main lead in every inane love-triangle, especially when there was a wholesome, gentle second lead head-over-heels in love with her that was, frankly, the key ingredient for a fulfilling and loving relationship. So, when Alexander is in a fatal accident and his soul is transplanted into the fictional body of his most hated 'badboy' main lead, he makes it his new life's mission to rewrite the story - he will make the protagonist fall for the kind second lead, he will reinvent his character to be a functional member of society, and he will definitely, definitely stay out of drama. But hey, this is fiction, and fiction loves drama. *** Note: this story is in no way referencing or making fun of any books online (well, none apart from my own), and I am in no way hating on cliches - I am a sucker for the project partners cliche and 'forced to share a bed' trope. Please don't take this story seriously - because I didn't! #1 lgbtfiction (10/08/21) #1 comedy (03/11/21) #2 transmigration (25/08/21) #5 gay (20/08/21) #7 bxb (11/11/21) #11 boyxboy (15/10/21) #12 lgbt (20/08/21) #12 bxb (14/11/21) #79 romance (20/08/21)

Elias Sage is the Beta of the Sage Moon Pack. He is loyal to his Alpha, his best friend, Silas Sage. He could never imagine not being his Beta or being by his side. So what happens when his Alpha's rival, Ryder Ascota, the Alpha of the Ascota pack, turns out to be Elias' mate? Will Elias abandon his title and leave his pack? Or will Elias reject his mate out of loyalty to his Alpha? Began publishing 6/03/22 (day/month/year) Completed 23/07/23 Rankings 🥇Alphaxbeta (21/05/22) 🥇Beta (28/05/22) 🥇Feud (9/06/22) 🥇Delta (21/10/22) 🥇enemies (9/11/22) 🥇enemy (9/11/22) 🥇enemiestolovers (28/12/22) 🥇LGBTpride (13/08/23)

If you ever wondered what the colors of obsession are, they're Black & Red. Red is being hunted by the man who owns the world. Zephyr de Corbin, the World Imperator and King of Humanity, has decided that he must have Red as well. Long ago, Red crossed swords with Zephyr and he'd left the duel a scarred and humiliated man. But instead of losing interest in Red once he'd defeated him like Zephyr was rumored to do, the World Imperator developed an all-consuming interest in the fiery sword master, for Red was the first challenger to make his blood boil and his loins stir. Very quickly, interest turned to an unholy obsession until Red was left with only two choices: either flee or become the tyrant imperator's possession. Proud and headstrong, Red would rather freeze in the icy pits of Vetiruza itself before he lay in Zephyr's bed. He chooses to flee, abandoning his inheritance to save his honor, virtue and himself from the Imperator's corrupting hands. Zephyr pursues, for Red plagues his thoughts and dreams, coming to him in the form of a sultry seductor, taunting and daring. As World Imperator, he hasn't lost a conquest yet, and Red would be no different. But first, he has to get his hands on his elusive prey. A Patreon-Exclusive Erotica.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 The exiled omega who has yet to shift or experience heat. 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 The confident new head Alpha of the unshaken Shadowclaw pack who yearns for a mate. 𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 The hotheaded Shadowclaw beta and lead warrior with a dark past. 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 The bashful outsider who has more secrets than he lets on. Four young men find their fates heavily intertwined as they battle internal obstacles and persistent enemies. Experience the intense passion of 𝘔𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘦 '𝘴 𝘛𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩, a queer werewolf romance novel with a phenomenal twist on the classic soul bond trope. "He touched me and it felt as if the stars were dancing across my skin." -unknown

Mating an alpha to a rogue terrified of alphas, and a bodyguard to the charge he can't have, sounded like cruel jokes played by the Goddess. But when a witch's curse strikes, these unlikely mates may be the only ones able to save all werewolves from downfall. ***** Ever since he was banished from his pack, River has feared alphas and their warriors. Thankfully, he was taken in by a sympathetic doctor couple and is now training to become a doctor himself in the castle on top of the hills of Winterpeaks; a sanctuary for wounded werewolves. River was happy with his new life, sheltered from bloodshed and survival of the strongest. But everything changed when Luan, the son of the strongest alpha of the West, was wheeled in one dreary night. (Book One of Luan's Wolf. This book contains a series. The first book, Luan's Wolf, is in the summary. Beware that the second book continues the plot in the point of view of different characters than the first book.) Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains sexual content, violent behavior (no gore), and mentions of past sexual abuse.

My parents are possibly one of the most successful human sex traffickers in my home country. Which means they have plenty of people after them. That also means I grew up running with my parents from hiding place to hiding place to get away from Mafia's, Gang's, and the FBI. It was never a normal life and I always felt guilty. I was, after all, the reason my parents got into all of this. Until I met Magnus. His eyes were very captivating and burrowed deeply into my own eyes. And when he made his way over to me that day, I sensed a lot of things were coming to me. I just wasn't ready for the secrets I was oblivious to, to be revealed. ___________________________________________ M a g n u s But my mind traveled back to the boy I saw. His hair was dark, black and his eyes were shockingly purple. His skin was pale but his lips were plump and a light pink. I would do anything to see them wrapped around my- The elevator dinged and I slowly turned to look as the doors opened. My lips pressed together as the same boy stepped inside. "Finally you're back, what took you so long darling?" Claire chimed from behind me and I instantly groaned. Well, damn. "So this is the famous Esmeralda," I droned out staring him. He froze once our eyes locked and I could help but smirk a bit. He definitely amused me.