Mxm Books Novels & Stories

Please engage respectfully. If you are not familiar with or comfortable reading MxM stories, I advise you to skip this one. Love comes in many forms, and this story aims to celebrate that diversity. Before we begin, let me say it again, "leave this book and choose another story if you can't handle this kind of content." I am not responsible for any weird feelings, imaginations, wetness, or arousal... Thank you for your understanding! PROLOGUE: The boss stands with his back turned to me, a cloud of cigarette smoke rising into the air. His silence only makes the tension worse. I take a deep breath, struggling to keep my voice steady.

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"I can imagine that in this day and age, you're not too familiar with our customs and traditions; probably not even with mates, am I correct?" I nodded. "Here are some books I think you could benefit from," Xavier said, pulling three from the shelf. "If you have any questions let me know, I'll go get you some tea while you read." I thanked him as he handed the stack of books to me. I found a sofa in the next room over and began to look through the several-hundred page books I'd been given. One was entirely dedicated to mates. I opened that one first.

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Miller hissed, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper as he glared back at Knox. "Your own best friend? The guy who has covered your back since we were kids? I'm supposed to be your Gamma, Knox. I'm the one who is supposed to protect and rule the pack with you. I already told you that I was at the gym, you can ask anyone who was there, And yet you're STILL accusing me of blowing up the school because some wimpy kid saw a ring in a smoke-filled hallway?" Knox stared at him for a long, agonizing beat.

“I don’t know. My thoughts are all over the place. I can’t focus.” I wasn’t even hard behind my jeans. And it wasn’t because I wasn’t horny. I was. But maybe not for the man in front of me. Xavier noticed too when he cupped my groin over my jeans. “Hmm… your mood must be worse than I thought. But it’s alright. Nothing I can’t handle.” His lips curled up in a mischievious grin, his eyes roving over me seductively. Any other person would have felt insulted and thrown me out. But not Xavier.

Then put it one by one, when it is almost filled with half the water. Maxine shook her head, trying to forget some of the things that happened to her while on the way home. "Even in times of desperateness like that, I still can't turn into a wolf-like Liam." Meanwhile, on his way back to the border, Maxim inevitably passed through the big street with several pubs as well as clubs on his right and left. Who is the one who has to be labeled unlucky and lucky, Maxim finds Mary with Sidney about to enter one of the city's famous pubs.

He raises a brow suspiciously at me, and I can’t help the betraying smile that splits my lips. “What were you thinking about just now, you little squirt?” Sal shifts slightly on the bed, and both our heads snap toward him. But he’s still asleep. How much longer will he sleep? **** Hi, loves. Just putting this out here. Been brewing a new book under wraps. It's an MxM book as well, but not under the mafia world… I intend it to be softer and a bit more colourful than the mafia’s boy toy. With characters I’m sure you'll love as well. Upon the completion of this book, I’ll put out its first few chapters. Hopefully you’d like it.

Quickly, his eyes skim the first few lines below the name—ancient, devours without end, cannot be contained, bloodthirsty, dangerous— “What are you doing here?” Kieran snaps his head so fast at the sound of the voice to find Alpha Dagon; the man’s dark eyes flicker between Kieran’s face and the page of the book. He immediately walks over and slams it shut. He snatches it off the table and securely into his locker. Kieran raises a questioning brow. “What’s that?” Dagon waves his hand dismissively and sinks into his seat. “Nothing you should be concerned with. What are you doing here?”

It is full and warm and thoroughly lived in, and I would not change a single disordered corner of it. Mia is three and has Robin's stubbornness and my precision, a combination that manifests primarily as very detailed arguments delivered with absolute conviction. Theo is four and has the particular quality of a person who finds everything interesting, who picks things up and examines them seriously and asks questions that require more thought than you are always prepared to give at the time he asks them.