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Zach thought he'd left the drama of high school behind when he started college, eager to focus on his studies, make new friends and enjoy a peaceful campus life. He didn't expect to see the last person he wanted there; Ryder. Ryder Summers, the star jock and notorious player in highschool was infamous for his charm and skills. Girls swooned over him, Guys wanted to be him. He was adored by all. But not Zach. To him, attractiveness aside, he was nothing but a bully that tormented him through high school and his worst enemy. As it seemed, things weren't so different now, whether it was people's reaction to Ryder, his hatred for Ryder or Ryder’s equal dislike for him. He was a different person from the nerd Zach knew before however and he'd show it. When they are paired in a high-stakes project in their class he is sure it's doomed from the start. Forced to work together, Zach is forced to confront Ryder on a daily basis. Yet, amidst the tension, Zach can't help but notice Ryder’s gaze lingering on his lips. Wasn't he supposed to be straight? Shouldn't he hate him? Why then does Ryder seem drawn to him now? And worse, why doesn't he hate it?

Explicit 18+content ~~~~ Ryan’s face was buried in my neck, his hot breath fanning my skin, his chest crushed to mine as he kept a steady motion below. “Ryan… please,” I moaned. “Please what? Say it.” A wet spot was gathering in my underwear. I was dripping, and my impending orgasm lingered so fucking close to the surface, I was starting to freak out. “I want this. Please. So good.” While my brain was screaming, “He's my twin's boyfriend!” The following two minutes happened in a blur of overwrought sensation I could no longer control. Ryan’s hand disappeared between us, and he wrenched my underwear down enough to expose me. He shoved two slicked finger into my hole to prep me and I clenched hard around them. In seconds, the thick head of his cock breached the tight rim of my hole and we both grunted and groaned at the same time as he buried himself deep to the hilt. ~~~~~~~ In this compilation of unwanted desires, filthy girls and boys with their big daddies are going to be exploring their darkest desires.

{ I felt his hand slide down from my wrist to my chest, his palm resting over my heart. He smirked against my skin, a small, triumphant movement that made my stomach flip. "Your heart is lying for you Leo," he murmured } ~~ Leo has never forgiven Callum for what happened the day he almost died. Living together only makes their resentment burn hotter, despite the attraction simmering beneath every confrontation. When a tsunami traps them inside their collapsing university, they must fight through rising water, buried secrets, and each other to make it out alive.

Ivan Carey, quiet and always keeping social interaction in school to a minimum, his plan of getting unnoticed is working until he comes across Nathan Calloway in one drunken night. Things lead to things and sexual tension kicks in. With neither boys wanting a rumor passing around, they each agree no one else will know but keeping it that way proves more of a challenge than expected. Can Nathan stick with the rules or has he met his match in Ivan?

“You’re pretty, but I don’t like ungrateful little boys, bébé.” He informed, clicking his tongue, and pinching my nipple. A moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. What is wrong with me? “So you do love my touch, Ivan.” He teased in satisfaction, his eye’s darkened in lust. My body trembled from his intense stare on my body. Pretty, Bébé, and the stares. He wasn’t straight. “You’re…into men.” I stuttered in realization. He shook his head in response, spinning me around. “No, Ivan. I like naive little boys like you.” He admitted, his eyes lowering to my groin. “How about you?” His eyes were fixed on my groin, “You don’t look that straight to me.” Cristiano Vito is known for his ruthlessness in the underworld, but there was one secret they didn’t know—He’s not straight. What happens when he is being forced to marry a woman against his wish? He detests the idea, and fights against it, but Ivan Hernandez—his fiancée brother changes his mind. Cristiano is determined to have him as his new toy, and agrees to marrying Mia to get closer to Ivan. But the problem? Ivan wasn’t into men or was he?

I want Hunter on his knees, looking up at me with those infuriating eyes while I ruin that smart mouth of his. I want to push him until he’s gasping, trembling, pounding his fists against my thighs, desperate and undone. But we don’t all get our wishes, do we? Especially such a perverted, fucked up wish. So I shove it down into the deepest darkest corners of my chest, pretending to hate him. Wait, it’s not actually pretense, because I DO hate that fucker. My hatred for him is a visceral thing that rages through my vein, drumming only one tune. --FUCKING DESTROY HUNTER BEAUMONT. But the moment I vow to take his stupid team of rich snobby fucks to the cleaners and bring the cup home, Hunter FUCKING Beaumont transfers to my high-school, to play on my team. MY FUCKING TEAM. Hunter and I play better as enemies and rivals. It was the only thing we agree on—winning games and hating the shit out of each other. Except the winning means, one of us is holding the cup while the other seethes, gritting their teeth in anger. NOT HOLDING THE FUCKING CUP TOGETHER. This was supposed to be my year of finally winning and I’d be damned if I do it with that asshole by my side.

“…I’m the only one who gets to treat you like that, Pearce. You are mine, and I do not take too kindly to those who want to share in what’s mine…” ****************************************************************** Anthony Pearce and Blake Lindell have been locked in a feud for as long as they can remember. The spark that ignited their rivalry? Well, that depends on which side of the clay you ask. You’d think their parents’ constant meddling or the time they spend together on the basketball court would help smooth things over, but nope—this relationship remains stubbornly unshaped. Everything changes, though, when Blake is forced to ditch the court and take up pottery—Anthony’s territory, where he’s the undisputed “King of Clay.” Now, tasked with the mission of getting Blake up to speed before graduation, Anthony has to spend even more time in close quarters with his rival. Will they be able to sculpt their fractured friendship back into a masterpiece, or is their bond too cracked and brittle to repair? And when a buried secret surfaces about the rumor that shattered Anthony’s ninth-grade year, will it soften their hardened hearts or leave them shattered beyond the kiln’s fix? One thing’s for sure—things are about to get messy.

This novel contains explicit sexual content and depictions of violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised. **************** College rugby star Andre Williams only has one rule: win at any cost. It is how he stays the golden boy, how he keeps the Bay Tigers on top, and how he keeps his life clean enough to survive the season. Then Richard O’Reilly arrives. No one seems to know where he has come from, only that he is too good, too calm, and too threatening to Andre, who until now has always been the one on top. Richard is not just talented at rugby, he is mysterious and hard to read. He keeps his past sealed up tight because he is hiding something that could blow his life apart. Andre has built his whole life on control. The first time Richard appears, Andre realizes control is not as solid as he thought, and it could slip. It starts as a cutthroat rivalry. Then it turns into obsession. And the obsession grows into a hunger neither of them can explain or control. Rough Play is a slow-burn sports romance about two enemies, one brutal rivalry, and the kind of tension that does not stay on the field.

Zaire Gibson spent years hating Sebastian Burkhart - the arrogant, charming captain of Milton Academy's football team. Their rivalry has always been explosive, from locker-room brawls to public fights that nearly got them suspended. But beneath Zaire's fury lies something he refuses to name... something that scares him more than losing a game. Sebastian, on the other hand, knows exactly what he feels, and it's killing him. He's been in love with Zaire for years, forced to hide it behind smirks, taunts, and bruised knuckles. Every fight, every insult, every stolen glance only pulls him deeper into the boy who will never love him back. But when one charged night tears the line between enemies and something else entirely, both boys are forced to face the truth: maybe what's between them was never hate at all.

Vicky Andrez has many problems, anxiety being the leading cause. It makes him start his first year in college late. There, he meets his first love and high school crush, Anderson Matheos. Only now, Anderson is dating Vicky's roommate Jesse. His bad habits are coming back. The fixation he had on Anderson and his brother, Archer. Vicky is torn between maintaining his very good friendship with Jesse or trying to rekindle his love with Anderson who's not only possessive but overall toxic.

As I walked through the dimly lit hallway, my heart was still racing, my breath uneven from the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed me in the last few hours. Then, my eyes flickered up, catching sight of the metal plaque bolted to the doorpost "Wing 1." A cold chill ran down my spine. My body went rigid as Otto’s letter flashed vividly in my mind, the words echoing as if he said it directly to my face "Room 316. Wing 2." No. No. No. No. Oh, God. A sickening wave of realization crashed over me, leaving me breathless. The man in the grey suit… He had smiled, nodded, and gestured me down this hallway. So confident. So sure. And like a fool, I had followed. I had made a mistake. A colossal, irreversible mistake. My stomach twisted violently as the truth settled in, thick and suffocating. I had entered the wrong wing. The wrong room. The wrong bed. I had given myself to a stranger. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, drowning out everything else. The world tilted, my vision blurred. What had I done? How far is too far? In this encapsulating masterpiesce, Sucre is down for whatever gets him closer to taking revenge on Otto - his twin brother's killer. But, would he really do all that is necessary? Would he chose his ambition over that of Luca the cartel’s underboss and his lover? Can he stop the knife and gun violence on campus and win the five million dollars prize money? Dive into a story of love, betrayal, romance and suspense. The Cartel’s Forbidden Love is a gripping and intriguing read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.

(BL, M2M, 18+; contain sexual content) When twenty-one year old Adrian Blackwell, the rich young master of Blackwell family, was dragged by his parents to a so-called "conversion camp", he expects endless sermon about how he's a sinner, punishments that is designed to 'fix' him, and a miserable life away from his wealthy lifestyle. However, little did he know that every gay trainee inside the camp is forced to live with a straight partner that will eventually help him to be 'normal' again. Damian Cross, a straight grumpy athlete, is partnered with Adrian who only accepted the offer because they said he'll get paid to 'torment' (not the exact word but it's what got processed in his mind) a gay man- which he doesn't mind doing at all. Day by day, the more they clash and the more they get into each other's nerve, the more the forbidden line begins to blur away. Will they resist temptation, or give in to the dangerous desire growing inside the camp's walls?

In a world where wolf hierarchy ruled, power could either be given to you by birth or you take it with rough, unyielding fists. Jax was an Omega by birth. Of course no one knew. He hid the documents. Got totally rid of them and thought no one would ever find out. Not until he came. Cipher Hart. His biggest rival. With a cocky attitude and a perfect way of getting under anyone's flesh, it didn't take him long to realize the highly revered hockey god, Jax, had a secret beneath his golden boy facade. To everyone, he had a perfect life with an alpha status, great grades, a great hockey future. When Cipher placed his hands of his bottle of suppressants, they stumbled on an even bigger realization. They were mates. Now with a reality-shattering bond they must hide, and a league watching their every move, Jax and Cipher are trapped in a game no one prepared them for. A game where the only rule left is: Don’t fall for your enemy.

Get away from me Lucas." Bennett growled, his claws extending. But Lucas grabbed him and turned him around, his clothed bulge pressing into Bennett. "You know you want this, little wolf." And deep-down, as Lucas grinded into him, he realized. He did want this. ~~~ Bennett Cross was born to lead the Wolf Crest Pack, he is fierce, reckless, and loyal to the blood feud passed down through generations. The Storms have always been the enemy. It started with his great-grandfather, poisoned in a border war, and every Cross since then has carried that hatred like a second skin. Lucas Storm, son of the Eastern Howl Pack Alpha, is everything Bennett can't stand. He is striking, arrogant, and maddeningly perfect. They’ve fought tooth and claw since childhood, fueled by the war their fathers never ended. But when fate throws a cruel twist on Bennett’s eighteenth birthday, the enemy he loathes becomes the mate his wolf craves. Bennett doesn’t want him, and Lucas sure as hell doesn't need him. Yet fate doesn’t ask for their permission. Now, two heirs of rival packs are bound by a bond stronger than decades of hate or bloodlines.

"You're killing him!" The old hag by the side of the road suddenly cried, glaring at me. "That poor boy! You only ruin what you touch, you abomination. You beast! Set him free!" *** Sex was all that mattered to Cyrus. Sex. Alcohol. Women. Sex. after all, that pleasure, lust and passion was all that mattered to a descendant of the god of lust. He just had to live up to the name. But when one little invisible mouse stepped into his vision, he was suddenly all Cyrus could see. A little game, he said. "Tease the obvious virgin boy," he planned. "Push him hard, press his buttons." something's wrong. The god of lust can't get it up anymore. Not for anyone who is not Damian Cross. Book 1 of Descendants of Lust

My hand wraps around his wrist, and I try to break free of his hold. It’s no use, so I just dig my fingers into the tendons there and glare at him. “What the hell’s your problem?” His forearm presses against my sternum as he crowds me more, ice-blue mismatched eyes full of unchecked rage. “You’re my fucking problem. Hockey’s little golden boy, coming out here with your good game tonight, acting like you own the sport.” He’s trying to get under my skin, but it won’t work. Unlike him, I don’t let my temper control me, and I definitely don’t toss hands at the drop of a hat whenever I can’t rein in my feelings. Which is why he doesn’t get the reaction he was hoping for, and I snort out a laugh. “Seriously? It was a compliment. One I meant, so just take it and move the fuck on.” “Move the fuck on?”

Liam has always been the black sheep of the Moreau family. His birth marked the beginning of their financial ruin, and he's spent his life in the shadow of his beautiful, beloved sister, Clara. When Clara secures an engagement to Julian Davenport, the wealthy and enigmatic CEO of Davenport Enterprises, Liam sees an opportunity for revenge. He'll seduce Julian, expose Clara, and finally claim the spotlight for himself. But Julian has a secret: an identical twin brother named Jasper. What starts as a game of seduction and revenge quickly spirals into a complicated entanglement with both brothers. Jasper's playful flirtations and Julian's commanding presence awaken desires Liam never knew he possessed. As the twins shower him with lavish gifts and manipulative games, Liam finds himself caught between his carefully constructed facade and the genuine feelings that begin to surface. Now, Liam must decide: is his relationship with the Davenport twins just a tool for revenge, or could it be a path to something more profound? And can he escape the bitterness of his past to embrace a future he never dared to imagine, even if it means marrying into a family that is twice as complicated as he ever anticipated?

"You stare at me like that, and I’ll kiss you till you drop." "Tsk. You don’t dare do it here." "You think so? Then tonight…" "Tsk. I knew it." Ethan and Ryan. Two racers who can’t stop bickering—or competing. What starts as a teasing banter quickly turns into heated kisses… and fights that spill off the track now takes place in the bedroom. Rivals, enemies or maybe something more. Are they ready to admit it?

Dante Russo doesn't forgive. He doesn't forget. And when the President of the United States has the nerve to double-cross him, Dante doesn't go for blood—he goes for the man's heart. By kidnapping his son. Marco Powell never asked to be part of his father's shadowy world of corruption and backroom deals. But when masked assailants drag him from a glittering Washington soiree and into the ruthless grasp of Dante Russo, Marco's existence is distilled to the final bargaining chip. Kidnapped. Held captive. Compelled to kneel at the feet of Italy's most lethal man. Dante Russo doesn't just want ransom—he wants humiliation. He wants the President to hurt. And to make the whole world feel it, Dante does the unthinkable: he marries Marco in a ceremony as legal as it is lethal. An altar of a wedding shrouded in blood. A kiss meant to destroy. A war between two men who should hate each other but can't keep their hands off each other. Marco is everything Dante isn't used to. sarcastic, idealistic, infuriatingly beautiful and Dante is everything Marco should fear: fire, danger, sin, and temptation in a designer suit. Their arranged marriage sparks a deadly obsession. Every touch is a battle. Every kiss is war on their lips. And every night, Marco has to ask himself the question he fears most Does he hate Dante enough to fight him? Or does he want him badly enough to burn? Because in this game, seduction and revenge ignite and the line between love and hate doesn't just blur. It burns.

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.