Romans Third-Person POV LGBTQ+ & Histoires Badboy

Lila has a problem. Every time she’s alone, her hand ends up between her legs and her best friend’s father’s name ends up in her mouth. Dominic Torres. Forty-two. Silver at the temples. The kind of man who looks at you like he already knows how you’d sound breaking for him. She thought she could keep it a secret. She was wrong. One afternoon Maya walks in on her mid-fantasy, fingers buried deep, moaning “Daddy” like a prayer. The lie that follows is messy. The vacation that comes after is worse. Two weeks in the lake house. Maya distracted by her boyfriend. Dominic quiet, controlled, and watching Lila a little too closely. Lila stops pretending. She pushes. He resists. Then he doesn’t. What starts as stolen touches and filthy words turns into something raw and addictive...kitchen counters, desperate mouths, and a man who hates how much he wants his daughter’s best friend. Every time they cross the line, the risk grows. Every time he tells her it’s the last time, they both know it’s a lie. Then Maya comes home early. And walks in on the one thing she was never supposed to see. Beneath The Sheets is a dark, explicit age-gap romance full of forbidden tension, filthy dirty talk, and the kind of heat that doesn’t fade to black. Perfect for readers who like their taboo slow-burning… until it detonates.

He locked me in his penthouse, a beautiful bird in a gilded cage. Caius Evans, the billionaire who ruined my father, thought he owned me. He wanted to break me, to possess my art and my silence. But as the days turned to nights, the lines between captor and confidant blurred. He started sharing his secrets, his scars, the ghost of a brother he loved and lost. Now, the man I should hate is the only one who sees the real me. And the key to my cage is also the key to his haunted heart. But is this love real, or just another one of his calculated games?

Zane Kessler, tough captain of the Thunder Wolves, has spent years vowing to crush Jaxon Caldwell, the fast, clever captain of the Storm Hawks. Their rivalry is brutal… hard checks, sharp words, pure hatred on the ice. But after Zane's team loses their biggest game of the season, Jaxon finds him alone in the empty locker room. An argument flares… then a simple touch turns into a soft, surprising kiss. Hate suddenly feels warm and confusing. From that moment, their rivalry begins to melt into something sweeter and deeper. But the hockey world isn't kind to feelings like this. Coming out could destroy their careers, and their teams would never forgive the captains falling for the enemy. Then the league drops the bombshell… the Thunder Wolves and Storm Hawks must merge into one team for the upcoming National Championship. To foster unity, Zane and Jaxon are forced to share a small apartment near the rink. They share the same space, the same locker room, and literally breathe the same air. At first it feels like torture… bumping into each other in the kitchen, sharing the couch after tough games, trying to act like nothing has changed. But the walls come down fast. Quiet talks turn into laughter. Simple meals become excuses to sit close. Stolen kisses in the dark hallway feel like winning the biggest game of their lives. Now they must lead their new team to the title while hiding a love that grows stronger every day. One wrong glance, one slip, and it could shatter everything… the championship, their careers, and the beautiful thing they’ve finally found. On the ice they were sworn enemies. Off it, they’re falling hard. And the closer they get, the more impossible it is to let go. Who will surrender first?