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"Open wide, Golden Boy. I know you’ve been imagining sucking my c*ck in your head the entire practice." ​The cold floor of the locker room is bruising my knees, but it’s nothing compared to the grip Michael Rossi has on my hair. My mouth is stretched tight around his c*ck, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated shame. I’m the star defenseman for the Knights, the disciplined, untouchable Axel Thorne, and yet here I am, choking on the pride of my greatest enemy while he talks to me like I’m his favorite toy. ~~~~~~~ They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend just to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. To save my career, I have to be his boyfriend. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

Successful CEO Kenneth Brey thought he had his life planned out nicely—until he hired supposedly straight Kelly North as this year’s holiday companion. For the past five years, CEO Kenneth Brey has advertised for a gay male holiday companion to join him on his single annual break. Although Kenneth claims to be neutral in his choice, he has certain non-negotiable requirements. Applicants must be between twenty-one and twenty-five, non-smoking, social drinkers, either versatile or passive, and be able to pull off the role of dutiful boyfriend in front of his clutch of gay friends. What does the candidate get out of the deal? An all-expenses-paid holiday and five grand in cash at the end, more if the candidate exceeds his expectations—a safe enough addendum, because for the past three years no one ever has. Kelly North sits in a quiet corner of the coffee shop, trying to finish an assignment. At twenty-nine, he is single once again. By now he should have settled down. But when his girlfriend of three years gives him an ultimatum—ring or road—he chooses the road. Worst of all, he has no qualms about doing so. As for his finances? Saddled with a string of outstanding student loans, he is struggling to finish his master’s while also supporting his brother through university. Losing his work at the estate agents’ could not have come at a worse time. Then he overhears the man at a nearby table recruiting for a job that pays a cool five grand. What does he have to lose?

Some loves are forbidden. Others are undeniable. Cameron Brooke is starting college with one goal: stay focused, stay invisible, and definitely stay away from boys like Fox Wilder—the charming, reckless son of the university chancellor. Fox is everything Cameron was warned about: cocky, chaotic, and dangerously attractive. But when they’re forced to share an apartment, Cameron’s carefully built walls begin to crack. For a closeted freshman raised by strict religious parents, falling for his roommate was never part of the plan. Fox isn’t looking for complications either—but there’s something about Cameron he can’t ignore. Enemies turn to allies, tension turns to temptation, and sparks fly in all the wrong—and right—ways. Kiss Me In The Dark is a steamy, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity romance that burns slow… then explodes. Full of heat, heart, and hard truths, it’s about falling for the one person who sees through your walls—and makes you want to tear them down. They were supposed to be a mistake. But some mistakes feel too good to regret. Please read the author’s note for content warnings.

This story is reverse harem - MMMF - That means there are male/male/male erotic scenes. Dhalia is facing an arranged marriage. The night before the wedding, she is ready to celebrate her Hen night and her final night of freedom. Waiting for the surprise from her future husband, she gets into the car only to find herself kidnapped. She mocks and jokes, thinking it's all part of the plan and that the guys are strippers. Only she is wrong; unknowingly, she mocks and asks the mafia and the wealthiest men within the city to strip for her. Things change quickly when she stays with them after finding out the reason they took her. It's not too long before she realises that all three of them are in a relationship, and she becomes the fourth. Trigger Warnings. Talk of r@pe/@buse Kidnapping Torture Blood play Bondage Pegging Knife Play Primal Play Torture hunting game

Matteo: I’ve never looked twice at a professor. Never looked twice at a man. Until him. Sergei Pavlov. My professor. My dove. The moment he walked into class, he became my obsession. My person of interest. And I always get what I want. He can call me insane, a stalker, a delinquent. He can push me away, slap me, even threaten me. But he can’t hide. Not from me. I’ll protect him. I’ll fight for him. I’ll destroy anyone who touches him. He thinks I’m just a kid. He thinks he’s safe behind those glasses and that calm Russian accent. He’s wrong. I’ll make him mine. Whether he likes it or not. ________ Sergei: Matteo De Luca is dangerous. My student. Too young. Too intense. Too psychotic. He follows me everywhere, suffocates me with his obsession, invades every corner of my life. And no matter how many times I tell him to stop—he doesn’t. He should terrify me. He does. But when his lips crash into mine, when his hand closes around my throat, when he whispers that I’m his… I hate that a part of me doesn’t want him to stop. I already have someone. Ten years together. A man my age. A man who’s safe. But Matteo burns brighter. Hotter. Closer. And maybe, just maybe… I’m not as safe as I thought.

Bullied, broke, and battling to save his sick mother, Ethan's life couldn't get worse—until he crossed paths with Professor Lucian, revealing the dangerous bond between them. As a Lycan, Lucian wanted nothing to do with a human mate—especially not someone like Ethan Wave, a bullied fragile human boy. However, neither could resist the unmistakable pull between them, awakening a fierce possessiveness for each other. But it was a cursed bond that would soon haunt them...

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man Ángel Di Cristina loves ends up dead or missing. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle Giordano, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. Ángel should be hunting him. He’s an FBI agent, he needed to protect the law, not surrender to the monster who haunts his nights. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castello doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

TOO HOT FOR DAYLIGHT. READ THIS AT NIGHT, LIGHTS OFF. This book will wreck your panties and your soul. No safe words, no apologies. This book contains the hottest erotica stories which spins the art of sweet erotic romance, forbidden romance,taboo, dark romance, submissive romance. Get ready to be blown away.

“F*ck it!” He thought, arching closer to the guy, throwing his arms around his neck, “I'm getting engaged tomorrow and will be closeted for the rest of my life, living under pretense. Why don't I just experience s*x with a hot dude for one night? Just one night… just one night…” *** Lincoln Smith had no regret that night he made the impulsive decision to have s*x with the hot, mesmerizing man across the bar. He was sure it was the best night of his life… one he would never get to experience again. But then on the day of his engagement party, he was to receive a shocking blow. The man he had shared an intimate, passionate night with, the man he was sure he had a connection with, was his fiance’s big brother! Right there and then, he knew he was universally and colossally f*ck*d! WARNING: This Book Contains Some Explicit Scenes Between Characters That May Not Be Suitable To Some Readers. Viewers Discretion Is Advised.

Bottle Green. No, hazel? No-f*ck.... Recognition slammed into me like a bullet to the gut. The nameless man from that night a year ago. My pulse thundered as he rose slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You,” he said, voice gravel and smoke. “So you were truly not a figment of my imagination.” I didn’t speak. Because what the hell do you say to the man you were sent to kill, who also happens to be the only person who ever made you forget who you were?. •••••• Zane Mercer is a hard-edged and brutal man who commands the city’s most ruthless crime syndicate. Feared by enemies and respected by allies, he is a being that no sane person would cross. But a year ago, in a rare moment of vulnerability, he surrendered to a nameless stranger’s touch for one unforgettable night. The man vanished at dawn, leaving Zane haunted by questions he dared not ask himself. Up until that night, he has always liked his women. But one touch from Axil was enough to make him breathless beneath the sheets. Questioning his sexuality. Axil Creed is “The Terminator,” an elite assassin whose precision is legendary and whose heart is sealed shut. He is known in the underworld as a ghost, untraceable, lethal and unyielding. That one night with the stranger though, whose identity he never learned, was a lapse in judgment. A memory he has fought relentlessly to erase. But Now, A shadowy puppet‑master known only as Mister X threatens Axil’s only family. He doesn’t bargain. He gives orders. And he gives the assassin an ultimatum. To either eliminate a certain Zane Mercer or have his sister eliminated instead. Choosing the former, Axil infiltrates the Mercer estate under cover of darkness. Gun in hand, finger steady, he watches his target sleep, completely unaware of what is coming. But in that moment, the world tilts. Zane’s eyes snap open, catching Axil off guard. But as soon as they lock eyes, recognition flares between them. And neither one can look away.