I'm obsessed with my best friend's dad. One day I looked a bit longer into his eyes and he just knew he could do anything to me and I would love it. #5 - bxblove | October 1, 2022 #4 - boyxboyromance | November 30, 2022 #10 - gaylove | December 19, 2022 #3 - gay | February 24, 2023 #4 - bl | August 20, 2023 #3 - bxm | August 25, 2023 #1 - bromance | September 19, 2023

James Edwards is a 21-year-old man, who is gay, and works in a cafe with a small section of books that is run by his surrogate aunt - Mae Ashton. Mae took James in when he was only 16-years-old, after his mum kicked him out of her home for admitting his sexuality. James is taking business classes at the local college to earn his degree to help run the cafe with Mae, and one day take the business over for her. James works with two of his best friends, Bailie Moore and Declan Eastland. James meets and falls for a man named Justin Smith, a 33-years-old, gay man, and who is also a Commander in the U.S. Navy home on leave.

"You can.. k-k-" Sebastian leaned close to me. His mocking, pink eyes pushing me to speak. "Kiss me." I looked up at him. He seemed to be enjoying this. "One time. Just once. Will that help?" *** Sebastian, Ciel's demon butler, has been acting strange lately. There's only one way Ciel can think of to help him. Much to his own dismay. Or so he says. ***TRIGGER WARNING: non con and muuuch more*** * This is a fanfiction. I do not own the characters in this story~

#1 in Kings (Earlier) #1 in Threesome He was a warrior. He was meant to protect the King and the Kingdom. His name brought the fear for life in warriors across the world. What he never thought he would become was the High King of two Emperors. Their Warrior, Their Saviour, Their Partner, Their Husband. He became all of it.

[boyxboy] [completed] [unedited] Soot is a slave at the royal palace. He earned his name from his job of cleaning away the cinders and soot that cover the many hearths of the castle. Though he is locked up at night, worked to exhaustion and barely able to walk on his mangled legs Soot likes to keep his hopes and spirits high. When the announcement of a ball is sent to the staff, Soot finds himself growing excited to witness and be apart of setting up one of the biggest celebrations of the century. If only Soot could get his mind off of the mysterious knight who had whisked him off his feet long enough to finish cleaning. ✨ Grimm is the prince, a legendary warrior and the leader the kingdom is yearning for. He's also fighting with everything he has to marry for love and not for political gain. When he nearly tramples an angel on a hunt he finds himself falling head over heels for a boy who keeps disappearing. But Grimm will do anything for his angel, even if that means losing control. ✨✨✨ A little bit of Cinderella meets Werewolf (my two favorite things) I don't claim for this to be a happy story but it has a happy ending This is story is so inconsistent, just let the record show that I have admitted that it is not good, I will fix it one day... hopefully Please feel free to comment and vote I love feedback of all sorts Completed July 5, 2020

It was gentle at first, tender little pecks, before Fionn embedded his fingers into Dante's hair. The vampire tugged Fionn flush against his body as they explored one another's mouths. Fionn was a little fearful of Dante's fangs but every time they grazed over his lips or tongue he let out a soft moan. Admittedly, Fionn had never kissed a vampire, had never even considered it. Yet, with Dante, he never wanted to stop. He had responded so quickly, giving in to every shameful little urge he had ever had for the vampire, immediately becoming a breathless, groaning mess. "Think of me instead," Dante murmured when Fionn had to break off the kiss, he had been getting a little light headed. Dante brushed his thumb over Fionn's cheek but the wolf just stared on in disbelief. "Come on, Fi, don't act like you didn't know my feelings for you." "I-I didn't," Fionn stammered, his voice so quiet it was almost inaudible. "Fi, I flirted with you mercilessly," Dante was beginning to look a little self-conscious, his brows drawn together in a soft frown. "Yeah, but that was just teasing and stuff. This is like a whole world different," Dante was silent for an entire agonising minute, merely staring into Fionn's eyes, before sitting up and running his hand through his hair. "You're right," he muttered, scowling down at his lap, "it was stupid of me to assume you felt the same way. It wouldn't work anyway, we'd end up killing each other," Dante rose from the bed and walked toward the bathroom. "Wait," Fionn gripped Dante's wrist, though the vampire kept his eyes on the bathroom door, "maybe it would work... Maybe I really want it to work," Fionn spoke quietly but he knew Dante would hear every word clear as day. "You can't lie to me, Fionn, I can read your thoughts," Dante muttered, still refusing to look at the wolf... {Book Two of the Inamorate Series}

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}

Evan was a shameless womanizer. Both handsome and charming, he'd never had a problem getting a girlfriend and never cared about losing one. So when he met Sascha, the simple but pretty florist, he didn't have to try too hard to get a date. Unfortunately for him, Sascha wasn't exactly his type of "girl". He still finds himself drawn to the florist and refuses to give up on his quest to gain Sascha's affections, no matter how many times he's rejected! A short, sweet story about a jaded florist, afraid to fall in love again after having his heart broken one too many times and the stubborn man trying to show him that some things are worth the risk.

Sylas hates parties, but when he's invited to a fancy charity ball, he goes along for his sister's sake. After inadvertently stealing a magical relic, he finds himself caught in a deadly intrigue, on the run, and falling in love with a man as dangerous as the magic now bound to his life. ***** At twenty-three, Sylas Lovecraft has yet to find his Sign. Signs allow Crafters to channel magic into spells. From the stereotypical wand to crochet hooks and stirring spoons, Signs can be anything used to Create. When a Crafter dies, their Sign becomes a Relic: an artifact retaining traces of its former owner's power. Highly prized and valuable, Relics are often sold at auction to the highest bidder. While accompanying his sister to a charity ball held by the powerful Spellwright family, Sylas accidentally steals a valuable Relic, unexpectedly finds his Sign, and lands in a world of trouble. Because the Spellwrights want their Relic back, and Signs are only Relics if the Crafter is dead. (Book One of the Devil's Song Trilogy) Content Warning: language and light sexuality. Cover designed by Adam Budny

In a world where Vampires rule and humans are considered extinct, Luke must disguise himself as one of the undead to take a break from his abusive Master. One day, the Archduke Nicholas Abbot takes an interest in him after Luke accidentally thwarts an assassination attempt on the guy. Will Luke be able to keep his secret? Or will Nicholas show interest in more than his blood? Story Length: [66,000 Words] Rated Mature for sexual scenes and gore. Highest Ranking: #1 in Secretive 12/9/2020 #1 in Treason 12/9/2020 #1 in Vampires 12/16/2020 #1 in MaleXMale 12/22/2020