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2025-08-03 16:19:12Hi, everyone.
I’m really sorry for being away these past two days. I haven’t been feeling well since I'm not that very healthy, and I needed those two days to rest. Thank you for your patience and understanding. I also want to sincerely thank every one of you who has taken the time to share your thoughts about this book and how you think it might end. I truly appreciate how invested you are, and I love seeing the unique ways each of you interprets the story. I saw a few comments about writing a book for Marcelo and Nikola. First, I want to clarify that there’s really nothing more to write about Nikola. I’ve already shared the key details of his life and love story; he got his happy ending in Giovanni’s book when he finally ended up with the person he loved. As for Marcelo, I’m honestly not sure yet. I might give him a side story with a few chapters in this book rather than a full separate book. Please let me know what you think about that, I’m open to your thoughts. That said, I’ve been thinking seriously about stepping away from writing BL for now and focusing more on straight romance. The truth is, platforms aren’t promoting BL stories the way they do straight romance, and I’m not seeing much profit from my BL books. To those of you waiting for Steaming the Rose—I’m really sorry, but since I may be putting my MM projects on hold, I might not be able to continue that book. I know this will be disappointing to some of you, and I truly apologize. New chapters will be dropping today. Thank you all again for coming this far with me. Your support means the world. ❤️😊🫶
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Break Me Apart (MxM) 143.
RENATO MARINO I knew it was too easy... way too easy to just leave that room with a verbal warning. Sasha, that fucking bastard wouldn't just let me go like that.I knew the old geezer had some dumb trick under his fucking armour."Shit hurt." I hissed, already knew he was the mastermind of this little stunt was just pulled on me. Because why else would he be calling me when I just left the gathering?I answered the phone after let out a labored grunt. “Yes, boss.”Sasha's voice came through smooth as silk. Like he hadn't just made an attempt to end my life in this explosion. “That got your attention, yeah?” he let out with a sly chuckle.“Barely. You missed.” I let out, grabbing onto my side to suppress the pain in my ribs.“It wasn’t meant to hit.” “Oh, now you’re a fucking humanitarian?” I grumbled under my breath, my grip on the phone tightened, aiming to just snap it in half.“Take that as a message, you answer to me now and I can take your life anytime I want. So don't mess w
Break Me Apart (MxM) 142.
RENATO MARINOI could tell something was wrong but I couldn’t tell what.Something about the air, the way it settled too quietly around me. I had too many moving parts tonight. My men were stationed across the city, handling loose ends. Every corner was covered. Every risk calculated.And yet…“Uncle?” Giovanni leaned in, keeping his voice low. “You alright?”I swallowed thickly, hands clenched tightly at my sides as I kept my face blank, listening to the elders drone on about what was expected of me now that I was officially Don. Their words felt like static. Empty tradition. Ceremonial garbage I’d grown up memorizing but never respecting.I didn't trust any of these old men. Not the Godfather who had handed me the ring with his usual vacant stare, not the council who bowed like they hadn't spent the last months trying to take out my family. And definitely not the two rival candidates who stood smiling like they hadn't just lost everything.All of them were either licking their wound
Break Me Apart (MxM) 141.
JAYCE BECKETT I didn’t want to be here.Didn’t want the noise, the weight of bass beneath my ribs, the sweat of strangers pressed too close together. I didn’t want the glitz masking rot or the alcohol masking guilt. All I wanted was to follow the plan and disappear into the shadows before anyone realized we were there.But that wasn’t an option.Marcelo parked two blocks away. The engine cut, and the only sound left in the silence was his fingers tapping the steering wheel. Fast. Nervous. Trying not to show it.“He just pulled over,” I murmured, watching the banker’s Mercedes through the window. “Right in front of the clubhouse. Could’ve gone anywhere tonight, but he chose here.”Marcelo shook his head. “Fucker thinks he’s safe in there. Thinks just ‘cause it’s election night and there are too many people in there, we won’t catch him.”“He might be right,” I said, jaw tight. “This place seems to have eyes. Mikhail’s friends might be in there to watch over him. Or his friends' friends
Break Me Apart (MxM) From the author
Hi, everyone.I’m really sorry for being away these past two days. I haven’t been feeling well since I'm not that very healthy, and I needed those two days to rest. Thank you for your patience and understanding.I also want to sincerely thank every one of you who has taken the time to share your thoughts about this book and how you think it might end. I truly appreciate how invested you are, and I love seeing the unique ways each of you interprets the story.I saw a few comments about writing a book for Marcelo and Nikola. First, I want to clarify that there’s really nothing more to write about Nikola. I’ve already shared the key details of his life and love story; he got his happy ending in Giovanni’s book when he finally ended up with the person he loved.As for Marcelo, I’m honestly not sure yet. I might give him a side story with a few chapters in this book rather than a full separate book. Please let me know what you think about that, I’m open to your thoughts.That said, I’ve be
Break Me Apart (MxM) Question? 🤫
Currently working on the next six chapters… and let’s just say, some of them are getting real spicy. Hihi. 👀 Since this book ends this month, I’m curious—how do you think it’ll end? Who’ll be the winner, and who’ll be left broken? 👑💔 No spoilers from me, but I’ll be watching the guesses. 👀
Break Me Apart (MxM) 140.
RENATO MARINO The black sedan rolled up the gravel path like a hearse.Gravel crunched beneath the tires as we approached the old cathedral, abandoned decades ago, resurrected tonight for one purpose only. The iron gates were already open. Men stood outside in silence, posted like statues. Armed. Alert. Ready to kill for the men inside.Salvio was behind the wheel, he seemed tense. Giovanni sat on my right, quiet as stone. Nikola and the rest of my men were circling the perimeter, on standby, fingers on triggers. The air reeked of danger and old incense, holy ground tainted by blood oaths and ambition.“This is it,” Salvio muttered. “No backing out.”“There never was,” I said gently, slipping my gloves on.A man in a grey coat stepped toward the car. He leaned in, voice low.“Only one goes in with you, sir. Rules of the table.”I looked at Giovanni. He gave a single nod, no words needed.Salvio looked at me. “Try not to die, boss.”"I'm not dying today, dawg." I smirked, shoving my h
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