Novel & Cerita Web Age Gap LGBTQ+

I have been in love with my brother's best friend for fourteen years. It wasn’t a harmless admiration, but love. It was the kind of love that followed me through high school, survived four years away at the university, and it all came rushing back the moment I saw Serena Walsh again. She’s a woman I can’t stop thinking about. A woman who haunts me in my dreams, stars in my fantasies, and also looks at me in ways that makes my heart race and my knees weak. As we spent more time together, it came harder to ignore the tension settling between us. If I however give in to what I want, I could lose my brother, destroy the only family Serena had ever known, and spoil the friendship that has held us together for years. When Serena started pulling away from every woman except me, I began to wonder … Am I the only one fighting this temptation?

Tristan Moretti never wanted to be Alpha. For years he's avoided his fated mate. Skipped the annual mating balls. Defied his father, the current Alpha of Frostlance pack, as long as Tristan could keep his secret: He's gay. If he mates another man, he'll never have pups to continue the Moretti line. If he succumbs to a fated Luna, he'll be stuck in a miserable relationship for the rest of his life. He doesn't know what to do except get ragingly drunk. And that's how he meets Slate. Bartender. Older. A seemingly unassuming, quiet wolf who minds his own business and keeps to himself. But Slate's hiding a dark secret--one behind Frostlance pack's bloody foundations, and the reason why he hates Tristan's father with a murderous passion. Nothing prepares them for the moment their scents reveal them to be fated mates. In all of lupine history, no one's ever heard of male fated mates. Slate may solve one of Tristan's problems--but how can Tristan take his place as Alpha when the man he's bound to not only can't give him heirs... But would slaughter Tristan's own father for everything he's done?

Kaelen was prepared to die in the Executionary Ceremony. Instead, he was brought to the sheets of one of the most dangerous and sadistic Alphas to ever exist. Kaelen was just a scentless, wolfless runt to everyone. Unaware of the fact that he was hiding a dark secret inside him. He was the last of the Eclipse wolves, meant to eat the Alphas inside out and consume their powers. But his wolf has been dormant for years, waiting for a perfect host. Vance, the highest Executioner of the King and also one of the most sadistic Alphas to ever exist, kills wolfless runts every year. But when he touched Kaelen, he strangely became obsessed with him. Unable to kill him, he brings him to his personal chambers. Vance thinks he brought home a fragile and broken mutt to toy around and dominate, unaware of the fact that he brought a predator home who consumes his Alpha energy in every encounter. With power dynamics changing, the submissive turning out to be the most dangerous and ruthless wolf, and the dominant Alpha losing his control, the line between captor and captive blurs. Bring in a suspicious King who is dead set on killing the last descendant of the Eclipse blood. Where pleasure becomes a weapon and love feels like a game, who is consuming whom? ________ "What did you do to me?" I asked him, my voice strained with lack of energy, and a dark smile played on his lips as he easily pulled himself from my bed and grabbed me by the back of my neck. His touch suddenly became stronger and more lethal than before. "Don't stop yet, My Lord," he whispered in my ear, his touch sending waves of chills down my spine. "I had just started enjoying myself."

Kian Reyes buries his father, he expects grief. He doesn't expect two men in suits at the funeral, quietly informing him that his father died owing a debt too large to imagine, to people too dangerous to refuse. The debt belongs to Dario Contes—the coldest, most feared man in the city's underworld, and the only person who can make it disappear. Dario doesn't forgive debts. He collects them, in whatever currency he chooses. For Kian, that currency is his freedom: years of service, no terms, no end date, and no real choice. But the deeper Kian is pulled into Dario's world, the less this looks like a simple debt. His father's name is everywhere in the organization's oldest records—not as a debtor, but as one of its founders. A man who built an empire, then vanished with something worth killing for. As Kian is used, tested, and slowly trusted by the man who owns his future, an unwanted current builds between them—something neither of them wants to name, and both of them keep circling back to anyway. But every answer Kian uncovers about his father opens a darker one: a rival family closing in, a brother's jealousy curdling into betrayal, a body left behind with his name attached to it, and a truth about to surface that will unravel everything he thought he understood about loyalty, love, and blood. Because the man he's falling for and the father he thought was dead are bound by the same unfinished war—one that started before Kian was born, and one that will force him to choose exactly who he's willing to destroy to survive it.

He Says I'm His Lucien Beaumont is 32, a billionaire CEO who feels nothing. Until he picks up a 22-year-old photographer with freckles, a lip piercing, and an angel's face. Milo Chen moves into Lucien's penthouse. He wears his shirts. He sleeps in his bed. He looks soft and sweet. He's not. Milo is obsessive. Possessive. Controlling. He deletes women from Lucien's phone. He gets jealous if Lucien smiles at anyone else. He whispers at night, "You belong to me, right? Say it." Everyone thinks Lucien is the one in control. But in the penthouse, behind locked doors, it's Lucien on his knees — begging his pretty, crazy, possessive boyfriend to never stop owning him. Possessive bottom x cold CEO top. Obsessive love. Jealousy. Toxic turned sweet. 18+

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Julian Vance never imagined that a single night out with his best friend would shatter his world forever. ​As a dedicated medical student at St. Jude Academy, his life revolved around lectures, exams, and a quiet future. But everything changes in an instant outside Club Vespera. One moment, he is looking for a cab; the next, he is forced into a black SUV, drugged, and dragged into the dark belly of the Roman underworld. ​When Julian wakes up inside a luxurious, fortified mansion, he comes face-to-face with Lorenzo Rossi—a cold, ruthless Don feared by everyone around him. ​There is only one problem. ​Julian wasn’t the target Lorenzo ordered his men to kidnap. ​He was the wrong boy. ​The abduction was a careless mistake made in the dark. But in Lorenzo’s world, a mistake like this cannot simply be undone. Releasing an innocent civilian back onto the streets means exposing a weakness to rival families—enemies who would slaughter Julian just to send a message. ​Trapped inside a gilded cage, Julian finds himself caught between dangerous syndicate rivalries and an intense, overwhelming desire. Lorenzo never intended to keep an innocent student in his house, nor did he plan to let a quiet stranger break through his cold exterior. But as threat levels rise outside the estate, Lorenzo grows fiercely protective, refusing to let Julian out of his sight. ​The more Lorenzo tries to undo his crew's fatal error, the more he realizes one terrifying truth: bringing Julian Vance into his world may not have been a mistake after all.

Everyone at BHC thinks I only hang out with Eugene Grant so he’ll write my essays. Eugene thinks I’m just his troubled, rich best friend hiding from an empty mansion. Neither knows the real reason I’m always sleeping over. It’s his father: Officer Marcus Grant. Cold, muscular, and dangerously strict, Marcus is the only cop in the city my family’s money can’t buy. He thinks I’m a reckless bad influence on his son. He’s fucking right. I start fights just so he’ll arrest me. I walk around his house shirtless at 2 AM just to watch his expression. Ever since one drunken night blurred the lines between us, I’ve done everything possible to make the stern officer lose control again. "Put a damn shirt on and get back to the guest room," Marcus whispered the order in the dark kitchen. Instead, I stepped closer until my bare, tattooed chest brushed his silver badge. "Why?" I murmured with a lazy grin. "Does it bother you, Officer Grant? Or are you still thinking about that night you called a mistake?" Before I could blink, Marcus grabbed my hair and slammed my back against the wall, clamping a heavy hand over my mouth. "Make a single sound and wake my son up, and you'll regret it," he breathed against my ear. "You came down here looking for trouble, Jaxon. Don't complain now that you found it." Playing with fire under my best friend’s roof is dangerous enough. But now Eugene is looking at me as more than a friend, and his father’s grip on my wrists is only getting tighter. Officer Grant wants to teach me a lesson. Little does he know, I’ve been begging to get cuffed from the start.

CLAIMED BY MY EX’S UNCLE Finding my Alpha fiancé in bed with my half-brother on our engagement night should have destroyed me. Instead, it set me free. I didn't scream. I didn't shed a tear. I simply stripped off my engagement ring, sprayed a heavy scent-blocker over my rain-and-ozone pheromones, and walked straight out of the penthouse. Desperate to burn away the taste of betrayal, I slipped into Elysium—the city’s most dangerous, off-limits VIP lounge—and threw myself at a dark, commanding stranger with silver eyes. One wild, uninhibited night of pure, revenge-driven sin. No names. No strings. No regrets. Then Monday morning arrived. To save my father’s family estate from bankruptcy, I walked into the skyscraper office of Vance Enterprises to negotiate our bailout contract—only to come face-to-face with the ruthless titan behind the mahogany desk. James Vance. The cold, trillion-dollar Prime Alpha who claimed every inch of my body forty-eight hours ago. And my cheating ex’s notoriously off-limits uncle. The second I step inside, his overwhelming scent of smoked cedar and bitter tangerine floods the room, locking onto my instincts and igniting the hidden bite mark under my collar. James doesn't just offer me a bailout. He offers me a devil’s bargain: a fake marriage of convenience to secure my estate, publicly humiliate his nephew, and put his collar around my neck. It was supposed to be a game of cold, calculated revenge. But as fake touches turn into primal hunger and business arrangements bleed into possessive protection, I realize the most dangerous part isn't getting caught... It's surrendering my heart to the one man capable of ruining me forever.

Adrian believed distance could bury the past. Ever since he was a little boy, Kai had only one dream—to marry his father’s best friend. Everyone thought it was an innocent childhood obsession. Kai never did. Neither of them knew that the hardest part of their story…..was still waiting for them.

“Erica, stop… I’m supposed to be straight” I gasped, my knees trembling against her desk. Erica slid her fingers through the lingering heat between my thighs, her raspy voice hot against my ear as she worked my swollen clit. “You’re dripping all over my office, sweet girl. Tell me again what you’re supposed to be” --- One night with a breathtaking stranger gave me the first and best orgasm of my life. Panicked by how deeply she unraveled me, I fled her bed desperate to forget her touch and return to my normal life. But when I stepped into the prestigious corporate job I worked so hard for, my world shattered. My new CEO was the exact same woman who devoured me. Erica Sterling!! She is dominant, untouchable and utterly determined to make me hers. Trapped behind frosted glass, I try to resist her. I was taught my whole life that I belong with a man. This was supposed to be a one-night mistake... so why am I falling hopelessly in love with my female boss? As our secret connection deepens, a ruthless corporate enemy, hungry to tear Erica down begins closing in, threatening to destroy everything we've built. “Good girl. Now spread those legs and tell me who you belong to” I never want her to stop touching me. I’m in love with my boss and the whole world is about to find out. Mother Im sorry but I think Im gay !

To the rest of the school, Ms. Diana Thorne is the university's youngest, coldest, and most untouchable lecturer. To me, she is the tyrant who holds my academic future in her hands and the woman I am forced to share a single-bed apartment with. To survive our suffocating forced proximity, I live a double life. By day, I am Maya, the perfect, straight-passing student. By night, I am Midnight_Zee, writing highly explicit, anonymous sapphic novels online to buy my freedom. My plan was simple: keep my head down and ignore my lecturer. What I didn’t expect was for Diana to be my anonymous, number-one VIP reader online, obsessing over every word I write. She thinks she can control me in the classroom. I know I control her in the dark. But things get really heated when the lines between stories and reality begin to blur but for all I know I’m supposed to be straight.

‎One night,   I  couldn't forget, one particular man I can't forget. I had expected him to be my best friend,  someone I have a crush on like forever, but now staring at some random stranger  in my bed, and I know I fucked up. ‎.... ‎Everything he does pulls me  to what I shouldn't have done ‎ ‎Fuck, ryo.... I want to ruin you and make you mine  he growled . ‎I can feel a smile on my lips as I unbuttoned his belt. ‎Ruin me I said  as soon as I saw  his Junior  stand Free  from his boxer  standing so proud,   staring at me,  like it couldn't wait for me, neither I could. ‎