Gay Short Story

Marko Peralta was only 20 years old when his mother died. After his father went missing, Marko felt angrier--until his uncle told him about his next mission. Curious to seek out his new destiny, Marko try his best to act like an innocent man. And does indeed meet a man with his own hidden and mysterious past. And as he pieces together the information about his past, shocking surprises about his mom, his dad, come to light.

Arga Gala Anata digosipkan seorang Gay?! Itu semua terjadi setelah masalalunya yang menimbulkan trauma mendalam dan membuat Arga sangat membenci wanita. Untuk berdekatan dan bersentuhan saja membuatnya mual dan berkeringat dingin. Gosip buruk mengenai dirinya perlahan kian membesar hingga berhembus di perbincangan rekan bisnis Ayahnya. Ayah Romi Anata yang tak mau nama putra tersayangnya menjadi lebih buruk pun menikahkan Arga dengan seorang wanita yang pernah ditolongnya dulu. Seorang wanita kasar dan barbar yang Ayah Romi syukuri tak membuat Arga mual serta takut jika di dekatnya. Sebaliknya, Arga justru selalu terlihat kesal namun tak mau jauh dari Teresia.

He had everything—power, wealth, and her unconditional love. Until the night she opened his office door… and saw him with another woman. Aria Black was the perfect fiancée—graceful, loyal, and hopelessly in love with the city’s most powerful CEO. But one betrayal shattered the fairytale. She vanished without a trace, leaving behind nothing but the engagement ring that was supposed to mean forever. Months later, she returns as Lia Hart—a woman reborn, untouchable, and determined to never love again. Now she works under Lucien Hayes, a mysterious billionaire who sees straight through her carefully built walls. But when Ethan Black discovers she’s alive—and thriving without him—regret becomes his obsession. Between a past that refuses to die and a future that tempts her to risk her heart again, Lia must choose: the man who broke her, the man who could heal her, or the woman she’s finally learned to become. > He shouldn’t have broken her. Because now, she’s the one thing he can’t have back.

“Why don’t you get your head out of the gutter and realize that you are just a prop, Nalani? You’re not Daniel’s partner, never have been, and if anyone is going to become his soon, it’s me!” These are the words that Gwen, my husband’s “business friend”, spits at me with colorful disdain painting her face. After seven years of selfless commitment on her part, and lies and manipulation on his, Nalani takes the proverbial fatal blow when Daniel betrays her trust and soils their sacred vows to each other. This time, she is unforgiving, leaving without looking back, but Daniel, realizing his mistake, wants her back. Obsessed with winning Nalani again, no matter the cost, Daniel crosses every moral line visible to man, but can she still reject him, and watch as he shatters the way she did under him?

"I'm gay." My eyes grow so big as I stop breathing, but two seconds later I'm bursting with laughter. "Okay funny," I finally tone down my laugh as I bring myself to look at him again. But he is still staring at me like he had been when he told me that joke. "Wait," uhh, "Really?" He nods, "Really." "You like... guys?" "I fuck guys." Oh wow, you really can't have it all can you. When he checks all the boxes, suddenly there's this big box he doesn't. The most important box, the top on the list. "You're gay or bi?" Because there's a big difference between those two. "I'm gay." "You never fuck a woman?" "I've never fucked a woman." "Then why the hell would you want me to be your sugar baby? To watch you fuck another man's butthole?" He smirks despite my little mockery. "Oh now it's funny?" "It is," he is still smirking, "But no. It's the opposite of what I wanna do." I bring my arms across my chest as I reply in my all-business tone, "Enlighten me." *** 22 year old Estelle is one of the best sugar babies the agency has ever had. She has the whole package, no dick ever gone soft seeing how perfect she is, both her body and personality. But can she sway Owen into the heterosexual group? After being in that homo-pool all this while?

Di SMA, Trixie sudah naksir Ken meski dia tahu rahasianya, bahwa Ken itu gay. Banyak wanita menyukainya tapi yang tidak mereka ketahui adalah seperti mereka, Ken juga menyukai pria. Ketika mereka lulus kuliah, Ken dipaksa menikah dengan Trixie karena orang tua mereka, bahkan bertentangan dengan keinginannya, dia setuju meskipun dia sudah punya pacar. Apakah ada harapan bagi seorang gay seperti Ken untuk mencintai gadis yang paling dibencinya? Berapa tahun akan berlalu sebelum Ken menyadari betapa Trixie mencintainya? Apakah mereka selalu seperti anjing dan kucing yang selalu bertengkar?

Ashley is back into his hometown to settle down for good only to have the misfortune of living with this obnoxiously handsome CEO of Potent Club Brewery, Trent Xavier Easton who also happened to have a secret identity of his own.Read as feelings bloom and emotions gets ahead of these young men and as secrets of their past intertwine with one another with fates controlling the flow of their lives.Will they reach a happy ever after? Or will their love story be denied by the destiny... again?

This is a book of shifter short stories. All of these stories came from readers asking me to write stories about animals they typically don't see as shifters. The stories that are in this series are - Welcome to the Jungle, Undercover, The Storm, Prize Fighter, The Doe's Stallion The Biker Bunnies The Luna's Two Mates

In high school, Trixie already had a crush on Ken even though she knew his secret, that Ken was gay. Many women like him but what they don't know is that like them, Ken also likes men. When they graduated from college, Ken was forced to marry Trixie because of their parents, even against his will, he agreed even though he already had a boyfriend. Is there any hope for a gay like Ken to love the girl he hates the most? How many years will pass before Ken realizes how much Trixie loves him? Are they always like dogs and cats that always fight?

My mom, Susan, had a habit of sending me to get her shopping. However, she would always leave out a zero when paying me back what was owed, blaming on her poor eyesight. I never minded. In fact, I would just cover the cost without another word. Then, Summer, my sister, had to throw shade. “Mom sends you money whenever she wants something. You never show us the actual costs, though. I bet you’re making a nice little profit off Mom behind our backs.” Susan smiled and didn’t even bother to defend me, as if confirming Summer’s accusations. My heart sank. Over the years, I had bought her things from major appliances to the smallest groceries, and each time, the payment she sent was short. Susan would just brush the whole thing off by saying, “Oh, my eyes aren’t what they used to be. My bad.” I had poured hundreds of thousands into her expenses, only to end up with a reputation as a thief who cheated her own family. When Susan sent me money for the New Year’s Eve catering, I simply booked food that fit the budget she paid for.