First-Person POV Web Novels & Protective MxM Stories

He chose her. So why won’t he let me go? Noah Flinn has spent years loving his best friend in silence. Julian Cross is straight, untouchable, and engaged to someone else. Until one reckless night changes everything. For a few unforgettable hours, Julian isn’t distant or controlled. He’s desperate. Possessive. Reckless. And for the first time, Noah dares to believe he’s finally been chosen. But by morning, Julian pretends it never happened. So Noah decides to move on. For real this time. He finds someone safe. Someone steady. Someone who doesn’t make him question whether he’s wanted. Someone who actually chooses him. And that’s when Julian changes. He interrupts. He interferes. He tears apart every relationship Noah tries to build, all while refusing to admit why he can’t stand the thought of him. But Julian isn’t confused. He knows exactly what he wants. He wants Noah. He wants a life with him. He wants to be the only person Noah will ever need. And if Noah refuses to belong to him? He would rather destroy the life Noah builds without him than watch someone else take his place.

Adrian Kessaro and Elliot Sorelli were sworn enemies. Vowed to crush each other on the ice, their bitter rivalry was absolute. But when their parents unexpectedly married, the two rivals were slapped with a new reality: stepbrothers forced under the same roof. That night, trapped in the narrow hallway of their shared house, the atmosphere turned electric. Adrian slammed his hand against the wall, trapping Elliot between the hard wood and his broad chest. "You've been pushing my buttons all day, Sorelli," Adrian murmured, his dark eyes burning with raw, unvarnished intensity. "Is that how eager you are to get my attention?" Elliot tilted his chin up, his gaze cold, unwavering, and sharp. "In your dreams, Kessaro. Why on earth would I want your attention?" "Because you love it," Adrian sneered softly, leaning down until their faces were inches apart. "I hate you," Elliot spat, his chest heaving against Adrian's. "Your mouth says that," Adrian whispered, his hand sliding up Elliot's neck, his thumb pressing lightly against his pulse point, "but your body seems to react to my touch." Adrian leaned in closer, his hot breath brushing over the shell of Elliot's ear, sending a sudden spike of tension straight through the air between them. "Tell me, Sorelli..." Adrian growled, his voice dropping into a dangerous whisper. "Do you hate me, or do you want me deep inside you?" Elliot and Adrian had been rivals for as long as they could remember, but everything changed when Maria and Richard got married. Just like that, they became stepbrothers and roommates, constantly competing against each other as a high-stakes bet draws them closer than they could ever imagine. When hatred bleeds into obsession, and a game for dominance threatens to break them both—who will be the first to surrender?

Behind closed doors, desire has no rules. Men After Dark is a collection of passionate, forbidden, and unexpected encounters between men who find themselves drawn to desires they can no longer ignore. An Alpha discovers that the omega he never intended to want may be the one man capable of challenging everything he believes. Two fierce hockey rivals discover that the tension between them goes far beyond competition. Roommates cross a line neither expected to cross. A summer escape turns into a complicated connection between four men. A forbidden attraction develops beneath the same roof. And on the night before a wedding, two best friends finally confront years of hidden desire. From secret affairs and forbidden attraction to rivalry, fantasy, complicated relationships, and nights that change everything, each story explores a different side of male desire. Some begin with curiosity. Some with temptation. Some with years of buried feelings. But once the sun goes down, nothing stays hidden for long. Thirty stories. Thirty different temptations. One collection where desire comes alive after dark.

I was raised to hate the Draugmoor pack before I could properly walk. Then they bound me to one. Nico Draugmoor was supposed to be a political afterthought, a name on a contract designed to end a war neither of us asked for. The mark wasn’t supposed to ignite for another three days. It wasn’t supposed to be real. It is. Now I’m standing in a chamber my father built to bury secrets, watching the same secret he’s spent his whole life hiding finally claw its way back into the light through me. Through us. There’s a clause in our oldest law that could save everything I’m about to lose or destroy the only thing I’ve ever wanted enough to fight for. I have until morning to choose. Walk away and let Nico disappear, safe and forgotten. Or burn down everything I was born to become, for a boy I was never supposed to want this badly, this fast, this dangerously. I already know which one I’m choosing. I just don’t know if either of us survives it.

The prince chose his bride before the entire kingdom, then spent the night begging his male bodyguard not to leave him. Adrian Valemont is expected to marry a princess, produce an heir, and become the king his people deserve. Unfortunately, his heart has other plans, and they have a name: Lucien Vale. Lucien is his bodyguard, his closest confidant, and the one man Adrian refuses to stop choosing. He doesn't care that the kingdom expects him to marry a woman. He doesn't care that loving Lucien could destroy his reputation. And he's growing tired of pretending the man he wants beside him is merely an employee. Lucien calls it a royal mistake. Adrian calls it the truth he's hidden for years. Now the prince must face a question no crown can answer for him: will he marry for the kingdom's approval, or risk his throne for the one man he refuses to give up?

“Tell me who owns that sweet mouth, boy.” My dad's best friend growls through my headphones, his deep, baritone voice rough as sandpaper. I grip my pillow, a helpless moan tearing from my throat at the sheer weight of his words. His rumbling command echoes directly into my ear, relentless and dark. “Now touch yourself and come for your Commander.” That single order shatters me, sending me crashing over the edge. “Good boy,” he murmurs into the mic. At nineteen, I always considered myself solidly straight. That is, until late-night curiosity leads me to an invite-only anonymous audio app…and straight to the profile of Commander. No photos, no name. Just an insanely deep, commanding voice, broad shoulders in shadow, and an effortless dominance that turns me on more than I dare admit. What starts as a quiet listen turns into a dangerous addiction of midnight voice memos and coaxed audio confessions. Safe behind a screen, I crave his praise, completely ignoring the app's distance tracker showing he’s forty-eight kilometers away. Until my father brings his old military team leader home to stay in our attic guest room. Gideon Sterling is an imposing, ruggedly handsome forty-two-year-old with broad shoulders and a faint scar on his shoulder. That night, I open the app to find Commander's distance updated: less than 1 kilometer. Before I can panic, a new audio file lights up my screen. I press play, and a low, gravelly rumble fills my headphones: You’re awfully quiet tonight, handsome. As the floorboards creak directly overhead, the commanding voice whispering in my ears speaks from the ceiling above.

{ 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.