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Warning... or Invitation? That choice is yours. This isn’t a fairytale. This isn’t about sweet kisses beneath cherry blossoms or soft smiles under the stars. No. This is raw, This is reckless, This is “Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire” A collection of BL short stories carved from lust, laced with obsession, and kissed by chaos. Each chapter stands on its own, a world where strangers become addictions, roommates cross lines, enemies blur into lovers, and the line between want and need snaps without warning. These men don’t fall in love. They fall into temptation. They crash into each other like lightning against the sea, loud, unforgiving, and beautiful in their destruction. You’ll find no gentle romance here. Only the ache of fingertips brushing where they shouldn't, the weight of glances held too long, the gasp before the plunge. This is for the ones who know love isn’t always tender. That sometimes, the most unforgettable stories are the ones written in bruises and longing. This is for those who crave stories that leave a mark, who don’t flinch when desire gets messy, when hearts bleed a little before they beat as one. Not for the faint-hearted. Not for the clean-handed. This is for the bold, the brave, the ones who dare to touch the flame even if it burns. So turn the page. Step into the fire. But don’t say I didn’t warn you--- Because once the embers catch, they never go out.
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Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 8
The next day started with heavy air and barely restrained nerves. Paul didn’t sleep. Pete did, but only because Paul told him to, curled around him like armor, breathing hard like he was still inside that moment from the locker room. They didn’t speak about it. They never needed to. But today, everything felt… unsettled.Paul’s phone buzzed mid-morning. A number he recognized, one he didn’t care to save. Carlos.“Need to talk. Urgent. Bring your twin. Behind the back gym building. You’ll wanna hear this.”The vagueness alone would’ve warranted a block, but the fact that Carlos mentioned Pete made Paul’s jaw lock. Pete was still drying his hair after a shower, humming something stupid. Paul deleted the message and didn’t mention it.But by lunch, another one came.“Don’t make me say it out loud in the hallway, Paul. Back gym. 2PM.”This time, Paul didn’t delete it.When 2 PM came, Paul walked toward th
Last Updated : 2025-08-03Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 7
One day, during Carlos's suspension, the gym stood quiet, too quiet. The usual post-practice rowdiness had long faded, leaving behind the faint hum of overhead lights and the soft gurgle of distant showers winding down. He slipped inside the basketball team’s locker room with practiced ease. No one saw him. No one was supposed to.The showers still steamed lightly, a haze clinging to the tiled walls. The air smelled faintly of soap, sweat, and disinfectant. Carlos pressed his back flat against the cold ceramic, tucking himself behind the far end of the shower stalls, the spot where sightlines cut off and no one ever bothered to look. He crouched low, hidden, silent.This was stupid. Petty. But revenge rarely listened to reason.Paul had thrown the first punch. Carlos had paid the price. A suspension. A missed game. His name whispered around campus with sympathy and mockery in equal measure. But what stung more than the bruised face or t
Last Updated : 2025-08-03Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 6
The dorm room door clicked shut behind them.Neither of them said a word.They didn’t need to. The silence was heavy, charged, like a fuse had been burning all day and finally hit the end.Paul’s lip was still bleeding faintly. Pete had tasted it in the infirmary when he pressed that quick kiss there, meant for comfort, not heat. But it lingered in his mouth now, metallic and maddening. He couldn’t stop looking at his brother’s face, at the bruise blooming under his eye, the way Paul kept twitching his jaw like he was grinding it just to stay grounded.Pete’s chest clenched. Not from guilt. Not from pity. Just something primal.Paul’s eyes met his.There was no softness in them.They were raw. Starving. And that was all it took.They moved at the same time.Bodies collided. Pete’s hands curled around the hem of Paul’s shirt, yanking it up over his head before Paul even reached for his. Their foreheads t
Last Updated : 2025-08-02Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 5
They didn’t go far. Paul didn’t speak as they stepped out of the infirmary. His mouth was still bleeding faintly, a raw crack splitting the curve of his lip. The hallway was empty, the gym noise muffled through thick concrete. But his hands were still shaking. From the fight. From the adrenaline. From something else. Pete walked ahead, then stopped. He looked back, eyes sweeping across the bruise forming on Paul’s cheek. His chest tightened. There was something hollow behind Paul’s eyes now, something caged and violent that hadn’t burned out. “Come with me,” Pete said, voice rough. He didn’t wait for permission. The locker room was cold. Still reeking faintly of sweat and menthol, but empty. Practice had been dismissed. Just the two of them now. As always. The silence didn’t end
Last Updated : 2025-08-02Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 4
The squeak of sneakers and the hollow echo of bouncing basketballs filled the gym like static. It was just another friendly scrimmage, or at least it was supposed to be. Paul wasn’t even playing rough. Just fast. Sharp. Calculated. He was always like that when he had something he needed to exorcise. And today, whatever was in his chest hadn’t burned out yet. He was driving toward the hoop, about to fake right and swing the ball around the defender’s waist when it happened. An elbow. Hard. Sharp. Right into his ribs. It wasn’t an accident. The guy, Carlo, third-year, built like a linebacker, smirked right after it landed. Like it was just part of the game. Like Paul wasn’t already running on edge. Paul stumbled back, breath knocked out of him, and caught himself on the ball. His vision blurred for a second. The gym sound faded out like underwater noise.
Last Updated : 2025-08-01Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire The Twins: Part 3
[Pete's Perspective] Pete's breath hitched as Paul's fingers gripped his jaw, tilting his head just enough to hold eye contact. God, his own face, staring back at him with that dark, possessive gleam. It should’ve made him pull away. Run. Scream. But instead, it made something inside him clench, deepen. Like every part of his body was tuned to Paul’s hands. Paul didn’t even need to move much. Just that slow, maddening drag of his palm down Pete’s chest, over the dip between his ribs, across his trembling stomach, then lower, until his fingers slid beneath the towel that was barely hanging on. Pete’s knees almost gave out. “Say it,” Paul whispered, breath warm against Pete’s cheek. Pete’s voice broke. “You’re not gonna wait, are you?” Paul’s smirk was brutal. “Not when you look like this.” The towel hit the floor. And then Pete, He gasp
Last Updated : 2025-08-01
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