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Infrared

Shinigamifanatic

Leituras 144
Votos 2
Capítulos 3
Tempo 16m

Leituras 144
Votos 2
Capítulos 3
Tempo 16m

Shinigamifanatic

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"I got you! I got you..."  said a to Alec unknown, rough voice. To sooth the teenager who was about to have a panic attack. The stranger had a strong grip on his body but seemed to try really hard to not hurt the smaller creature like he was about to break into thousands of pieces. Alec's eyes shot up to the strangers face. His heart skipped a beat when he saw flaming red eyes looking back at him.

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Only Ash Remains [boyxboy], de FKNichols17

Flames had followed Erin his entire life. It began with the grisly housefire that consumed his father. Henri Maye had been Erin's entire world and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Nothing left but ash and char and cloying black smoke. But Henri Maye hadn't just been any man. He wasn't just a doting father and loving husband. He was a well-renowned researcher into creatures beyond human DNA. One box of research survived the fire, placed conveniently outside the door as though it had been plucked from the devastation just for Erin. Within that box, one name repeated over and over. Ross Towler. And so the flames never abated. Ross Towler was infamous, a Shadow, a hellhound, and a convict locked away in the life imprisonment that had begun over three hundred years ago. Henri had interviewed Ross. He had known him. That was all Erin needed, just that one box. He vowed to continue his father's work, enrolling in college to study a degree in Supernatural History and Lore. That was where the obsession began. Erin wasn't his father. He couldn't distance himself, he wasn't interested in all forms of life beyond his own. There was one man he desired, one man he wished to study more than anyone else. It didn't matter. Ross was serving a life sentence, and he refused to see Erin no matter how much the boy tried to make contact. That should have been the end. That should have been where the embers fell...

MY HOME "The Universe Wishper"(Under Editing), de FI-Witch

Rahul... "Damn," he muttered, voice rough. "You're full of surprises." A smirk curled my lips. "And I haven't even started." His hands tightened around my waist. "Then don't stop now." I didn't. I let myself fall into his touch, into his kiss, into the wildfire consuming us both. For the first time in my life, I let go of everything else. No past, no future. Just this. Just him. And when we finally pulled away, breathless, he whispered, "I'll remember this night forever." A slow, mischievous smile spread across my lips. "You'd be better." But as I stared into his eyes, I knew the truth-this wasn't the end. This was just the beginning. Rahul and Rylee had been inseparable since childhood, their bond unbreakable-or so Rahul thought. Over time, Rahul began to realize his feelings for Rylee ran deeper than friendship. But his possessive and dominant nature often caused conflicts, creating a rift between them that Rahul struggled to mend. Heartbreak after heartbreak followed, leaving Rahul shattered. Consumed by guilt, fear, and the sting of rejection, he found himself spiraling into despair. In an attempt to move on, Rahul began dating someone new, but the relationship turned into a toxic nightmare, only deepening his wounds. Just when Rahul was at his lowest, a mysterious and enigmatic man entered his life from his past whom he hated somehow.

Satiated, de butterXlover

"The dark beast began to turn, its movement slow and deliberate. Every muscle in my body tensed despite the searing pain. My breath came in rapid, shallow gasps, my chest heaving as if it might burst. Its amber eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, the forest fell away. We were inches apart, predator and prey caught in a moment of frozen time. I could almost laugh at the absurdity of it - this creature, wanting me for itself, as if claiming a prize."

My Wolf and I, de BluePhoenixBirb

THIS IS PART OF A SERIES, READ "MY TEACHER AND I" FIRST! Aiden Smith is happy just the way his life is. He has a loving boyfriend, Cato, and is doing great in school. He is on the fast track to follow his dreams at the young age of 20. Only two short years and he would be able to buy a bakery and start selling sweets. But things he thought were already in perfect place started falling when Jayvee Haddox came into the picture. Jayvee Haddox is the soon-to-be Alpha of the Green Moon Pack. He has yet to meet his mate even at the age of 20, almost three years late. He decided to wait to look for his mate until after he got an education. He is doing great in school and staying focused on his goal. That is until his nose catches the scent of a sweet baker. -- "You can wait all you like, I don't mind. Stay with that boyfriend of yours, really. But it won't change the fact that sooner or later, you are going to be begging me to take you." Jayvee said smugly, his body holding me against the wall, the back of his hand touching my cheek lightly. The smell of his cologne was making my head fuzzy. I had to get away from him before I did something I would regret. I couldn't hurt Cato. "What's wrong? You seem a little shook," He paused to bring his head next to mine, he spoke right into my ear making me shiver. "Little mate." He bit my ear and all hope was thrown out the window.

Nocturne (BoyXBoy - Original Edition), de AloneWeMayBeLost

'I don't recall how I got to that place...' Night woke up one night in the arms of a beautiful stranger. He was covered in blood. Had no idea who he was or how he had gotten there. 'I should be careful of this person.....' The strange beautiful man scares Night, presumably believing him a girl, and night flees, forcing to face his new nature on his own. Five years have passed since that strange night.

Tawdry Little Affair {boyxboy}, de FKNichols17

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}

Under His Rule, de strangeinsaan

[Boy×Boy/ MM] Adrian Moreau has always lived life on his own terms. As the rebellious son of a powerful family. He never wanted to be part of the mafia world, but when Victor Castellano's father forces him into a deal-one that traps him in a fake relationship with the infamous mafia heir-he has no choice but to play along. Victor is cold, ruthless, and completely unreadable. He didn't want this arrangement either, but now that Adrian is in his life, he refuses to let anyone touch what's his. What starts as a forced agreement quickly turns into something much more dangerous. The lines between fake and real blur, and as Adrian gets pulled deeper into Victor's world, he realizes one thing- He might not be afraid of , his brother's bestfriend, Victor. But he should be afraid of what he's starting to feel for him. ...Under Victor's rule, Adrian might just lose everything-including himself. --- Disclaimers: This is a BxB story! Contains dark romance & mafia themes Lightly edited first draft Respectful constructive criticism is welcome! 🤍 ---

The Time Taken to Understand (BoyxBoy), de 2WantLoveAnd2BeLoved

Alec grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down next to him. It was like he was embarrassed to meet his eyes, because he instead pressed his face into Mark's chest. For a moment, Mark was worried that Alec would hear his pounding heart with his head pressed into his chest, but then he realized he didn't really care. Before the other boy could fall back asleep, he asked a question. "Alec, why did you pretend to be drunk?" He knew that in asking this, he was admitting to the other boy that he cared. Alec's head lifted and he looked up at him with wide eyes "You know why." Their gazes locked, and Mark didn't dare blink. He thought back to Adam's words from earlier. Take the time to understand. So Mark did. He thought of his hands on Alec, taking advantage of the fact that the boy was wasted and most likely wouldn't remember in the morning. Then he thought about how he wasn't the only one to put his hands there. Sometimes they were guided, by Alec's own hands, and it realized that that if he wasn't drunk at the time, but sober, then Alec must have wanted his hands there. And then, Mark understood.

The Drug Lord's Son (Completed), de Failedthetest

"Last warning, Frank. Give it to us, or your little boy here sleeps with the fishes." He slammed the corded phone down and stared at me. "You better hope daddy comes through." He lit a cigar and puffed the cloudy smoke into my face. Will Merlin knew what his father did for a living, ever since he was young. As the middle child, he always knew it would be his older siblings that would be dragged into the family business. But when he gets captured he must rely on his own skills he didn't think he had. (bxb) Copyright 2021 @ All rights reserved All images are from Google -Rated Mature for guns, violence and death. Do not read if you do not like gun violence including teens/children

Blooded Mate, de rhycce

[[MATURE CONTENT]] Pack, family, mate. Loyalty, respect, honor. These are the words that form the foundation of the wolf society. At six years old, Ethan had to choose between his Alpha title and his survival on the night of his father's death. As a teenager, his family and lineage are further humiliated because he has not had his first transformation. Between dealing with a bully on a power trip, the challenges of high school, a less than sympathetic alpha, and his current impairment, Ethan is barely surviving. His daily prayer to Luna was simple: a request to find his wolf. But he would soon learn that the moon goddess does not do things by half-measures. On the night of his first transformation, she also tossed in a mate who wants absolutely nothing to do him and a vengeful alpha hell-bent on ripping his neck out. Soon he learns that high school bullies and homework are the least of his worries when he has to flee his pack and live with his mate: the warrior vampire whose entire history was forged from killing his kind. Learning to control his wolf, avoiding assassins, fighting his mate, and for his mate become daily struggles. But battles come in many forms and not always when or where he expects them. Soft, sensual victories within the sheets are as just as important as the hard-won, blood-filled ones on a gory forest floor. And failure on any battlefield could mean a slow, painful death. A/N -Warning This is a gay-themed novel with some fighting. So there will be intense scenes both in bed and out of it. If you are not a fan of boyxboy action, then this novel is not for you. PS. I do not own the rights to the images in the chapters. They're a source of inspiration for characters and settings in the story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1/6/2024 - Blooded Mate hit a #1 in Werewolf, #10 in boyxboy and #5 in honor. 1/8/2024 - #2 in Gay, #2 in honor 4/13/2024 - #2 in vampire 4/14/2024 - #2 in witch, #1 in matebond

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Only Ash Remains [boyxboy] cover

MY HOME "The Universe Wishper"(Under Editing) cover

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Nocturne (BoyXBoy - Original Edition) cover

Tawdry Little Affair {boyxboy} cover

Under His Rule cover

The Time Taken to Understand (BoyxBoy) cover

The Drug Lord's Son (Completed) cover

Blooded Mate cover

Only Ash Remains [boyxboy]

Flames had followed Erin his entire life. It began with the grisly housefire that consumed his father. Henri Maye had been Erin's entire world and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Nothing left but ash and char and cloying black smoke. But Henri Maye hadn't just been any man. He wasn't just a doting father and loving husband. He was a well-renowned researcher into creatures beyond human DNA. One box of research survived the fire, placed conveniently outside the door as though it had been plucked from the devastation just for Erin. Within that box, one name repeated over and over. Ross Towler. And so the flames never abated. Ross Towler was infamous, a Shadow, a hellhound, and a convict locked away in the life imprisonment that had begun over three hundred years ago. Henri had interviewed Ross. He had known him. That was all Erin needed, just that one box. He vowed to continue his father's work, enrolling in college to study a degree in Supernatural History and Lore. That was where the obsession began. Erin wasn't his father. He couldn't distance himself, he wasn't interested in all forms of life beyond his own. There was one man he desired, one man he wished to study more than anyone else. It didn't matter. Ross was serving a life sentence, and he refused to see Erin no matter how much the boy tried to make contact. That should have been the end. That should have been where the embers fell...