(Book #1 of The Exchange Student Series) A story about a quiet, brooding, romance/love-hating, gang affiliated student who is scheduled to take in an-at first glance-innocent, soft-hearted, bubbly, and gentle Russian exchange student, Vaughn Price, to live with him for the entirety of their senior year. The two immediately fall for each other, but try their hardest not to fall in love. Vaughn has to leave and go back to Russia in the end, they remind themselves; but it's no use in fighting love. They both are heads over heels for the other and will do anything-absolutely anything-for and with each other. So be it adopting their abusive high school principal's child, fighting Damien's gang leader, or Vaughn's abusive family, the two will do any and everything together, and will not let anyone divide them. •••••••• THERE IS SOME ABUSE AND SLIGHT TORTURING IN THIS STORY! PLEASE NOTE THAT THERE WILL BE SOME ABUSE TOWARDS [A] YOUNG CHILD[REN]! THIS STORY HAS: BLOOD, POSSIBLY DEATH, *RAPE*, ETC. PLEASE BE CAUTIOUS OF WHAT YOU'RE READING AS IT MAY TRIGGER SOME PAST TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCES!

Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey-" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec-excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You've to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. .... An Accidental Bride. A Mistaken Groom. A Marriage Neither Saw Coming. 18-year-old Sanaya Frances was finding a way to pay for college. Becoming a cook in the grand Hobsons estate seemed like the perfect opportunity-until a twist of fate lands her in a wedding dress, hidden behind a veil, taking vows meant for someone else. Ashar Hobsons, 25, a powerful businessman, thinks he's marrying his childhood fiancée. But his world turns upside down-he's been tricked into marrying a stranger. Two strangers. One unplanned marriage. No easy way out. And definitely... no room for love. Or is there? ... Copyright © 2019 Book cover credit: @wasphoria

"You tease me too much," I muttered, licking a path up to his ear before nipping at him. "Standing up here at the front of the class, strutting around with your perky ass. And I know you're wearing those goddamn tight panties. I can see the outline of them underneath your pants." To prove my point, I dipped a finger down the back of his pants, tugging at the lace that lay beneath it. Julian moaned lowly, his breath starting to come out in airy pants. He pushed back against my hand and forward against my chest lightly and I complied, moving so he could stare up at me as he gripped my hair between his slender fingers. "What should I do about your teasing, professor?" I drawled before the smaller man smirked. ~ Nolan Daniels loves college. Not for the school part of it, no. He loved everything else: the parties, the freedom, the hook ups, football. He can't think of anything that could change his dislike in learning. That is until a new and incredibly cute professor quite literally falls into his life. ~ ⚠︎ Graphic adult themes, language and a lot of sexual tension. Continue at your own risk. #3 in manxman on 05/19/2020 #11 in depression on 10/08/2019 #188 in boyxboy on 1/26/2018 [ UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION/REWRITES ]

A story about a prince and his pretty consort presumptive. Crown Prince Raffe, as the only son of High King Alizade and sole heir to the High Throne of the Ruemri Empire, is bound to fulfill one important duty for the crown. Even if that duty involves marrying a faie chosen for him by his father and the Twelve Clans, the same sharp-mouthed faie who broke his nose at their first encounter a decade ago. Soren-sharp-mouthed, sarcastic, and breathtakingly pretty-is the youngest son of Thar Idana. He convinced himself that he was prepared for everything-passing the Medical Licensing Examination, living in Ruemreon, and the new life waiting for him once he became a court healer. What he never expected, however, was to find himself betrothed to the heir of the empire, the same man who punched him as a greeting mere seconds after they first saw each other. - King xx Consort Fantasy Romance Contains hermaphrodism & mpreg English

Five years ago, Eric Valence left Draven H. Malcom's hometown to find himself within the literary industry. The passing of his friend Melissa drove him away, and he soon became a well-known author. However, when Draven H. Malcom encounters Eric Valence at an award show, he was taken aback when Eric was no alone, rather with his new fiancé, Kyle Merchi. The ongoing battle for Eric's attention between Draven H. Malcom and Kyle Merchi is causing tension within the literary industry, and when information become exaggerated in the media, storylines for new comic books leaked to other authors, Draven H. Malcom is left confused as to who to trust. *** "I don't know what else to do. Coming back here made me realize how much I love you but I can't just forget about what Kyle did for me, we were together two years-!" "I never said you fucking had to!" Draven shouted, broadening his shoulders, "All I asked was for you to be real with me. I didn't come to you and ask you to have sex with me, you came to me. I didn't ask you to come tell me you love me again, you came to me. Nobody asked you to fucking break up with your fiancé, Eric!" "Then what do you want me to do?!" "Nothing!" Both of them had been screaming their lungs out, Draven with veins in his neck as he continued, "Not a fucking thing!" "Draven, come on-" "No, just stop, please." "I love you, you know that." Eric tried to reach for him again, and was surprised that when he touched Draven's fingers, Draven did not pull away. "Don't give up on me, please Draven." Draven shook his head, "Then choose. It's either Kyle or me, choose right now." Eric seemed taken by surprised, and he frowned, "I can't do that." "Then we're done."

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine." Jan 24. 2018 - 1k

Finn Altman is a 19 year old drug addict. Right before he is going off to college, he is sent to rehab. What Finn didn't know that he would have a perfectly flawed roommate with tons of tattoos named Harry Styles with the same problem.

As an immortal war brings humankind to the brink of destruction, the hope for freedom begins to fade to dust. Mortals everywhere ache for liberation, to rid themselves of the shackles binding them to the undead for 29 years of their lives. But one man refuses to turn away from the vampire assigned to him at birth. He is a consort - the last consort... ...and it is in his hands where the fate of mankind now rests.

[WARNING: HOMOSEXUAL EROTIC SCENES/BoyxBoy story] Oliver knows the exact amount of days he has spent in the orphanage he has lived in for the past nine years, three months and twenty days ago, and has, ever since, been waiting for someone to adopt him. He has had about a million interviews and no one ever wanted to adopt him. By now he has lost all hope. But maybe the million and one interview will be the charm. Salvador goes through life not caring about anything. He just doesn't understand why he should care when nothing was ever going to change in his shitty town. People have been turning a blind eye on what is done to him for years and he just can't bring himself to care anymore. But rumor has it there's a new guy in town, so maybe things still have a chance to change? This story is protected by Safe Creative Registration code: 1602136551709 All rights reserved. This story has four covers so far: Original sepia colored cover made by me A blueish colored cover made by Shax_Panda A normal colored cover with blue letters made by Baby_Muffy And one with a stripe shirted guy with headphones made by me