BXB Kane Trésor is annoyed that he had to move six hours away, into a new home and even worse, share a room with his step-sister Ally. Even the new school he has to attend has the most annoying type of kids, and let's not even mention the jocks that truly believe they're up and above everyone else. But Kane has to include himself in the surrounding, that was why he agreed to go to the welcome party at a football guy's house. Kane was having a good time, but he found a few people playing pool downstairs. And that's when he met him. Jay Kalister had been intriguing from the moment he met him. He was frail, pale and had the most beautiful blond curls he had ever seen. He was way too friendly, and Kane cannot help but pursue a friendship with this boy. But there are secrets that a being kept...something happened months ago that nobody speak on, but everyone knows happened. And it involves Ally, Jay and Jasper, the captain of the football team. They did something to Jay, but nobody's admitting to it, and Ally tries to break the friendship between Kane and Jay as much as she can before he uncovers the truth. But she never realized how difficult it would be to break such a bond...certainly when feelings start to surface between Kane and Jay....

Rule #1: Keep the house clean. Rule #7: Call me Master Jamie. Rule #11: We're not friends. Rule #101: No falling in love; I promise you, it's one-sided. Joe's entire life crumbled when his successful husband blatantly asked for a divorce and admitted that he no longer had any feelings for him. He fell into a crippling depression, losing his workplace, becoming an alcoholic and finding himself unable to afford a place to stay. His disappointed grandmother left him in the streets, and he was left homeless where he slept in alleyways, drunk. Until a new bartender named Jamie started working in at local bar Joe usually visited, and Joe was shocked when he asked, "How about you move-in with?" Not only does he get paid, but he basically lives there for free. Jamie offers him all his clothes, and free time to do whatever he wants. Under one condition, not only does Joe have to work as his housemaid, but he MUST follow ALL THE RULES. And I mean all of them. Even Rule #101: No falling in love. Well, shouldn't be that hard, right? At least that's what Joe thought.

DISCLAIMER: There are only 48 chapters, the rest are extra chapters! "I don't know how I feel towards you," Jonah said with boredom, pulling the cigarette from the edge of his mouth and blowing out of the window. "But one thing I know is that I'm not gay, I love having sex with girls. That being said," he threw his cigarette out from the window, and leaned towards Kylan, whom breath fell stuck in his throat as his cheeks slowly reached the sharpest pink. Jonah smirked as his palm pressed on the jawline of Kylan, his navy irises never turning away from Kylan as his lips approached his. Before they could connect, a low grunt with an exhale cause Kylan's nerve to run wild, and Jonah approached his ear and whispered, "I would definitely like to try it once with you." Jonah Minty, the hot jock, the student athlete, and the man every girl goggles every single second of the day. He has money without even holding a job a day in his life, and people that would do anything he said without a second of hesitation. He was in shape, appeared older for his age, with jet black hair and cold navy eyes. He was way taller than Kylan Burkens, whom always secretly eyed him whenever he marched by. Kylan Burkens, a nerdy student with large glasses in the edge of his nose, and small freckles that many ridiculed him for. He was not scrony, but did miss some meat on his bones. However, his green eyes were always following Jonah whenever they had the chance, and as he returned home everyday and write in his journal about what he would see of Jonah in the changing rooms, he never thought that it would all change in one night, when he would attend the first party in his life. A simple drunk mistake turned his entire life in a roller coaster that he did not want to stop. Jan 2 2019 - 15 k Jan 10 2019 - 50 k Jan 23 2018 - 100 k Feb 28 2019 - 250 k April 17 2019 - 500k May 15 2019 - 600k Dec 2 2019 - 1 M !!!!!

I moved into the home of my mother's fiancé, and was thrilled to be greeted with a mansion. However, when I met the two sons that lived in the home, my life suddenly became a nightmare. Eric Hawks, an underground broker dealing with illegal substances, and prepared to shoot anybody without hesitation. Alongside him is the worst, his brother Mike Hawks. Mike Hawks' persona in front of my family, is not the same as when he is alone with me. His eyes darken, the sinister smile pulls his lips as he scrutinizes my features, and soon I am lost within my own pleasures, to find out that it was all just for the fun of them. Raped by My Step-Brother. Which one do you think raped her? 18+ RATED R ----- I wasn't sure who to point the gun at. "Maybe you should have realized that this was all a game to me. And since my life means nothing to me, why would I give a fuck about yours? Shoot me! Shoot yourself, shoot the both of us! I don't care! This world has given me nothing but pain, and I've been dead for years now." He snickered, the peculiar smiling growing on his face as he turned to me, leaning in my direction before he said, "I wonder if hell will embrace the both of us better than this world has." Suddenly, my hand turned the gun in my direction, and my hand did not even hesitate, to pull the trigger. I guess I did have it pointed in the wrong direction, since the minute it faced me, it felt as if my body had fallen in such a ease, that the response to press the trigger happened on its own. -------- !!!Warning: This story contains sexual assault, drug abuse, profanity, prostitution, and murder.!!! July 7 2018 - 1K READS!! July 31 2018 - 5K READS!! Aug 15 2018 - 10K READS!! Aug 27 2018 - 25K READS!! Sept 23 2018 - 50K READS!! Oct 20 2018- 100K READS!! Dec 24 2018 - 200K READS!!

Sequel Kylan and Jonah's relationship continued. They assumed their relationship would be perfect, but when it is their own mistakes that they are faced with, both are forced to decide whether continuing their love is good for either of them. -- Kylan paused for a moment, and that was when Jonah realized his eyes were teary. Then he bit his bottom quivering lip and said, "We should break up, we're toxic for one another." "Stop fucking giving up!" Jonah shouted at the top of his lungs, "You're always so ready to give up and turn on me! I love you, alright? The fact that I stayed when I didn't want to, means a lot. I'm not even at work right now because of you." "But we just keep fighting and it's draining." "And I could never leave you, we can work this out Ky." Jonah shook his head, "But if that's what you want to do, then let's break up." "Jonah I-" "But if we do, I'm never coming back to you again. This relationship, that's the end." Kylan inhaled sharply. "So say it again and I'm gone. Are we done?" It took a few minutes before Kylan replied. It was quiet, reluctant, but he whispered, "Yes." "We're breaking up? For good?" He nodded his head, "I'm sorry-" "Say yes," Jonah squeezed his eyes shut, "I need to hear it." His eyes were also teary, and his bottom lips were quivering. Kylan finally repeated, "Yes." Immediately afterwards, Jonah stormed past him to the bedroom, grabbed a bag and filled his clothes in it. Kylan did nothing but remain where he stood, and Jonah returned with a bag of clothes over his shoulders. He stepped past Kylan, "You can stay here, it's fine. Don't contact me." With that said, he slammed the door shut and disappeared. Feb 15. 2019 - 1k

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

**This is the sequel to Call me kitten** If you read that one first, this one will make a lot more sense, link here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/282083105-call-me-kitten-boyxboy-love-✓ It's called living the dream. To have a great and well-paid job, an apartment to die for and a girlfriend who don't mind that you have some fun with others. Simon has all that and everything should be just peachy. But it simply isn't peachy when you happen to get a serious crush on two people at once. And those people happen to be your friends. And those friends happen to be a couple. To choose between the stability of the known and the thrill of the unknown is hard, but to risk losing your friends is even harder. Not to mention discovering that being dominant isn't all that you are. == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy x boy polyam story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning)

Jamie is happy with life, he has everything under control and every day is the same, just like he wants it. He is a loner by choice, girlfriends and friends are overrated. Or so he thinks. But when the new co-worker starts to hit on him it all starts to crumble. The co-worker is sexy as hell, confident and totally out of his league. And a guy. This starts a journey into new aspects of life. To learn how to let go of control, to embrace the darkest desires without fear. And to fall in love with someone that calls you kitten. *The sequel is out - Make me beg* https://www.wattpad.com/story/293369610-make-me-beg == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning) == Rankings == Jul 19 2022: #20 IN #ROMANCE Nov 29 2021: #1 IN #GAYROMANCE Oct 24 2021: #1 IN #MXM Oct 22 2021: #29 IN #BOYXBOY Oct 10 2021: #3 IN #GAYLOVE (and I apologise for any misspelled words and incorrect grammar ^o^ )

Normal was the goal. Fate brought fur and a punchline. Brayden's life is a chaotic mess with the appearance of a broodingly possessive Alpha Damien and one ridiculously inconvenient mate bond later. Lukewarm coffee is out and ancient pack laws are in. Brayden is having none of it, determined to resist this unwanted destiny with a full-scale sarcastic rebellion against this supernatural nonsense. Prepare for a darkly funny rom-com that gleefully claws its way out of the werewolf genre box. While Damien's possessiveness howls 'fated mate', Brayden's inner monologue is a laugh-out-loud revolt against any predetermined bond. His wit is sharp. His mate's teeth are sharper. Who bleeds first in this untamed romance? Excerpt: ''Dude! Let go!'' I yell, my voice muffled by the wall of flesh smashing my face. My one arm was still being held secure in the guy's grip and my other hand is now pinned to my side. Desperate to escape I resort to just wiggling my whole body, thrashing around to try and get loose. Instantly, I'm released and my anger comes back in full force. "You think you can file for harassment over a spilled drink!? Wait until I get a chance to talk to the police because holding me without my consent, against my will is actual harassment!" I yell at the man, trying to straighten my shirt.