Masculine Stories

Eighteen-year-old college student Alessandra Victoria Javier is desperate to escape a life ruled by poverty, unpaid tuition, and responsibilities far too heavy for someone her age. When every honest attempt to save herself ends in failure, she decides that her dignity is a price she is willing to pay for a better future. Her desperation leads her to Atlas Kieran Lopez, a powerful thirty-eight-year-old intersex billionaire, elite pilot, and owner of one of the world's most successful aviation companies. Cold, commanding, and dangerously irresistible, Atlas has everything Alessandra lacks-wealth, influence, and complete control over their own destiny. Atlas offers Alessandra a scandalous arrangement: become their exclusive companion and submit to their rules in exchange for financial security, luxury, and the life she has always dreamed of. Accepting means entering a secret world of private jets, forbidden pleasure, ruthless jealousy, and desires that could destroy them both. To society, Alessandra will be nothing more than the billionaire's purchased girl toy, a shameless young woman who sold herself to someone twenty years older. But behind closed doors, the arrangement begins transforming into something neither of them expected. As desire becomes obsession and possession begins to resemble love, Alessandra must decide how much of herself she is truly willing to surrender. Atlas, meanwhile, must confront the one thing their fortune cannot control: a young woman who may become either their greatest weakness or the only person capable of making them feel whole. SPG / Mature Content Warning: This story is intended for mature readers. It contains a significant age gap, a transactional relationship, unequal power dynamics, sexual themes, strong language, jealousy, possessive behavior, emotional manipulation, and morally complicated characters. All intimate relationships involve adults.

Some promises are written in the sunset meant to be kept, no matter how far apart you are. Axel Rai Valiente-top student, SSG President, serious about his studies, and thinks love is just a distraction he doesn't need. Zedrick Jade Perez-campus heartthrob, rich, charming, and used to casual flirts that never go deeper than surface level. They're academic rivals who can barely stand being in the same room... but neither of them remembers the little boy they met years ago, on a hill watching the sun dip below the horizon. The one who gave a matching bracelet, made a pinky swear, and promised to find each other again. He called himself Cham-Cham. And he's been looking for his other half ever since. Will they recognize the boy they've been searching for in the rival they always try to outdo? Or will their past remain just a beautiful memory lost in the sunset?

John, he's a pretty good bloke. Quite a remarkable concreter. He plies his trade on the Gold Coast of Australia. He's not exactly sure what happened in his father's childhood. But as man, John remembers well the hiding that he himself copped... he can't always remember what it knocked out of him but he remembers very well, the hiding itself. It wasn't enough to kill him, but it was enough for him to survive and endure life. John grew up for most of his life without a dad. He doesn't know the lessons he missed. He survived. He's created some lessons himself. He found brothers and father figures. John is more than a teacher, more than a survivor, he's a warrior too... When a child was placed in John's hands at the age of twenty, he really had no idea what to do. Smash him against the wall or kiss him on the forehead like a Hallmark card. John gave him back. John went to war, without his son. Will John be victorious? On what battle field will John eventually meet his son? Has the warriors creed inhabited John's 20 year old son's mind? What, if anything can these 'Concrete Warriors' build together? -Concrete Warriors

a fanfic of rodrick heffley from "diary of a wimpy kid" and ziggy katz from " when you finish saving the world" if they fell in love - IN PROGRESS.. EVERY DAY/WEEK UPDATE

This is the first in the Catholic Joe series. Lieutenant General Joseph Salvatore, husband and father of a large family, is a man's man. At age 48 he is still considered one of the deadliest men on the planet, able to kill an enemy with his bare hands, and with the same hands tenderly caress his wife and children. Joe brings this same lethal intensity as he fights to save his youngest brother Vinny's marriage. In fighting for his brother, Joe, later deemed Catholic Joe by a reporter, uncovers corruption in the government and his church. You will feast on courage while you accompany Joe as he is targeted in a raid on his home by the FBI, secretly placed in Cook County Jail to be "Epsteined," and targeted by Freemasonic assassins before he can share with the world what he has uncovered.

Would you take the risk and wait until autumn for your lover?

(A/N - Here's a survey, also titled Tough Guy in Baby Love - Heroine Romance) Tough Guy In Baby Love, "Tough Guy In Baby Love" is a term I created in the key words enlistment and it's Google-able, though the idea was already a thing out in the fiction world - like the more daring of the Rogan fandoms, for example. It's a romance genera, these kinds of stories are specifically, the fantasized-masculine-hunk-in-baby-love heroine romance - Girl-character is very young and is childlike, much unlike the "fantasized masculine hunk" or "tough guy" in love with her, and from among their differences, he bears some heightened grim masculine maturity over her and she's a baby for him. However, she lives with Internal Strength of a maternal heroine (e.g., The Warrior and the Woman, Baneful Love, etc.) and with a meek, outgoing, wise endurance for riding particularly challenging trials, but she's a baby for such Strength of Character. She's an enemy magnet, unpopular, and target of prejudice just for being a blessed, virtuous, charismatic, self reliant misfit. In specifically what I of myself favor for a writing of Tough Guy In Baby Love - Heroine Romance, even our heroine becomes a damsel in distress with her fate dependent on the fantasial-glorified Tough Guy who's in love with and Needs Her With Him. He's either her hero or her sympathetic villain - and who, for his romanticized very special soft spot for her, lets her into his #soul to change his life. Among the #events of my preferred story, at least her bridenapping is included but not by her hero of course if that's what our guy's theme is. (A/N - here's the first link from the description again, my journal entry which is also titled Tough Guy in Baby Love - Heroine Romance, and take a look at the discussion chapter of Brute Batman's Blushing Baby Bride which is my most popular Tough Guy in Baby Love - Heroine Romance)

Not everybody shared the same fate. All students in a class sat in the same room, learned the same things yet they all held different futures. A young boy, who dreamed of becoming a hero was shot down quickly at a young age by his fellow classmates who insulted him and mercilessly crushed his dreams. However, he couldn't care less. The only person he cared for was Izuku Midoriya himself. Follow y/n through this story of inconsistent updates and heavily defending Midoriya :] (Y/n is written using masculine terms but I will soon publish this book for NB readers and use their respective pronouns). PS, the book using feminine terms is already published. I will try to update these books at the same rate to have you all avoid spoilers c:

In which Fleur accidentally falls asleep in a stranger's office. A grumpy handsome man named Fort. ✿

"The Attic" Is a short story about an androgynous child.

So, this is about my life and what's happening right now, or what has happened, it could include literally anything but so far it includes love, stress, a lot of negativity.. and confusion. im doing this to vent so idrk what im doing but yhh.

When Madelyn Rhodes starts University she's in for a treat when she runs into childhood arch nemesis, Deo Pierce,

A pure masculine alpha man gets the attention of the room without saying anything. His absence creates a sense of longing and a want to be with him asap.

Possession is a man's best friend. When a rugged military General is sent to investigate a science experiment, he doesn't expect to find a young woman as the center of the project. As a man of moral principle, he attempts to fight to his attraction but sometimes even the strongest men can't resist the appeal of a beautiful woman. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I know what you think of me. I know I don't have the same life experiences that you do but I'm not stupid" she exclaimed. "For fucks sake, I'm not saying you're stupid, Josie" he groaned, eyeing the door that he most definitely wanted to walk through. She followed his gaze, stepping in front of him but her small frame barely reached his chin. He didn't look down at her making her own frustration grow. She was tired of him always leaving and pushing her out. It wasn't fair and she surely didn't understand it. "Then why do you treat me like I am? Why be so cruel towards me? Why don't you answer my questions?" she begged, gently pushing against his chest. He finally looked down at her with a look she had not seen before. He was angry, truly angry with her. The sight made her heart skip a beat and her stomach swirl. She had never seen him lose his composure like this. He wasn't stoic or cold, instead his eyes blazed with a fire that she did not anticipate. "Because it's fucked up, Josie!" he shouted, pushing her back against the wall as he gripped onto the collar of her shirt. A small gasp left her lips as her eyes widened. His tall frame towering over her as he fumed with pure frustration. "I don't want to think about what those fucking boys enjoy about you. I want to fucking own you and it's wrong..." he released her collar, gripping onto both sides of her face in a tight hold. They were mere inches apart. Their breathing intermixing as her heart raced and her chest heaved up and down. For the first time she could smell his after shave and it was good.

"As his sweet-smelling cologne gradually climbs your nose, and his broad shoulders effortlessly rip his perfectly fitted suit, and his dark brown yes pierce the very essence of your soul. He's what you call "The Man Behind the Suit." The man that every woman wants, and every man wants to be."

Agnes van Loon, seventy-eight and living out her quiet days in a Dutch retirement home, has long accepted a life of routine, tea, bingo, polite smiles, and the dull ache of something missing. Then, one late realization changes everything: she was never a woman at all. As he begins to rediscover himself in a place where the days blur together and the gossip runs rampant, he faces questions that come too late and yet right on time. Is it still possible to transition? To live and die as himself, even now? How will the other residents even react? One trembling truth at a time, he begins again. It is never too late to bloom.

In a world that takes place in the 18th century, civilization is blindly separated by nothing but the concept of riches. Lia Adeline, a young and beautiful rich girl forcefully moved into a new town in hopes to find love, has to choose between reality with her parents, or heaven with a poor peasant man. Alec Dyer, a peasant who wants nothing more but his life to be over with, is captivated and lifted off the ground when he meets exquisite and breathtaking Lia Adeline. They eventually fall in love but will their love be enough to sustain happiness despite the atrocious and heartbreaking key factors that cut into their relationship? Is love strong enough? Is love truly blind? Or did they make another foolish mistake? Is love truly all you need in life? 'Tis your heart for whom I long for _______ I pull away from the kiss to the sound of slight foot fumbling outside the stables. "Someone has come." I whisper to Alec. He quickly looks up and around. Just then, light from torches appear right outside the wooden building. "Bollocks" Alec whispered as he gently grabbed my hand. He began to lead me to the very back of the stables. I have never been so fearful in my life, if Alec and I were to be caught here alone at this time of hour, Alec would be hung and surely Auntie Alice would send me straight back to my father. I wasn't concerned about what punishment I would've received, but more Alec. His life would be taken away from him for simply loving a rich girl while being a peasant man. I would never forgive myself if I were to be the reason of sweet Alec's passing. I was snapped out of my cruel thoughts by Alec who stared deeply into my eyes with his emerald green iris. "Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded to not worry him. It was starting to get quiet but just then, the stable doors were burst wide open and the torch lights were shined on us. "Hey! What are you doing in here with Lia Adeline? Just wait until I report you!" Lord help us.