Surnames Starting With M

In everyone's eyes, my husband, Jake Payton, was the perfect man. Three years have passed since the day of our wedding, but we have yet to have a child because he wanted an 'extended honeymoon'. One day, I chanced across a message he sent to his friend. [I'm not Mindy's first, and God knows whether she's had an abortion before! The thought of having a baby with her just makes me sick!] Unable to hold back my tears, I turned around and shelved my medical report.

I married Mason Fleming, who comes from a prestigious family with a long line of lawyers, at 19. For over 20 years, I devoted myself fully to our home by raising our child, keeping the household together, and supporting his career. Now I'm 40, and he cheats on me. Friends and relatives try to advise me. "Your husband is handsome and successful. He even lets you manage the money he earns. Compared to most men, he's considered one of the good ones." In other words, they want me to turn a blind eye and continue playing the role of a "good wife" to maintain appearances. But I can't keep up with the act anymore.

CAUTION: This has MATURE CONTENT. Read only if comfortable with genres like this. 18+. Evan Hart's heart aches as he watches the man he secretly loves suffer from the disappearance of his fiancée who is also his older brother. It's even more painful because Evan knows the truth—His elder brother wasn't kidnapped; he ran off with someone else, abandoning everything. Unable to bear the sight of Nathan Collins, the man he loves, falling apart, Evan makes a desperate and unthinkable decision: to become a substitute for his brother. What starts as an attempt to be close to Nathan quickly spirals into a tangled web of passion, possessiveness, and deception.

Para kay Josephine Thomas, ang arranged marriage niya kay Nicholas Herrera ay hindi isang sakripisyo kundi isang katuparan ng matagal na niyang pangarap. Mahal niya ito mula pa noon pa man. Kahit alam niyang isa lang siyang ampon at ginamit ng pamilya niya para sa negosyo, hindi siya nagreklamo. Kahit malamig si Nicholas at hindi siya minahal pabalik, tiniis niya ang sakit. Ngunit ang akala niyang magiging daan para mahalin siya ng asawa ay siya ring sumira sa kanya. Sa araw na balak niyang sabihin kay Nicholas na buntis siya, nakita niya ito sa ospital, kasama ang babaeng totoong minamahal nito. At sa harap ng mga mata niya, narinig niya ang pinaka-masakit na salita. “Magpapakasal na kami, Josephine. Magpa-file na ako ng divorce.” Gumuho ang mundo niya, pero hindi siya sumuko. Kahit delikado para sa puso niya, pinili niyang ituloy ang pagbubuntis. Hanggang sa isang araw, nawala siya sa buhay ni Nicholas… at hindi na muling lumingon. Apat na taon ang lumipas, at muling nagkrus ang mga landas nila. Sa pagkakataong ito, si Nicholas na ang humahabol. Puno ng pagsisisi, gustong bumawi. Pero may puwang pa ba siya sa puso ni Josephine? O huli na ang lahat para sa kanilang dalawa?

On our wedding day, Carter Hall's father took his own life in our new home. He left a suicide note, blaming me for his death. From that day forward, Carter despised me to the core. He said, "Lindsey Thomson, you deserve to rot in hell, atoning for your sins for the rest of your life." Eventually, just as he wished, I wandered the streets, mute and half-insane, living a life worse than a stray dog. But then, he regretted it.

BLURB: I couldn’t move. My feet were rooted to the spot, my breath trapped in my chest. The soft creak of the wooden table, the rhythmic thud of bodies colliding, and skin clapping against each other, the low, guttural growl that escaped Professor Kai’s lips— as he thrust hard in the man's butt hole, it all carved itself into my mind, raw and unrelenting. I was glued on the spot, I felt my chest tightened. I was pained. I was jealous. Since the first day Professor Kai came to the school I had fallen for him, I had wanted to have him for myself, and now I'm seeing him with someone else. It breaks me! Journey with a student who fell in love with it's Professor. But what if the professor has a dark past life?

~ ALISTAIR ~ I hate him. There’s no point in admiring what you can’t be. I hate his sharp tongue, his smug smirk, the way he looks at me like he already knows how this ends. I don’t like men. Calvin Rutledge is a problem. A problem I can’t ignore. A problem that’s in my face, under my skin, unraveling me one smirk at a time. But the worst part? I want him. And he knows it. Now, every glance burns, every touch lingers, and every fight makes me crave the one thing I swore I’d never want—him. A man. A know-it-all who plays by his own rules. I was never supposed to want him. And yet, here I am… falling. __ ~ CALVIN ~ I know his type. Rich. Arrogant. A cocky football star who thinks the world revolves around him. Alistair Morano is all that—and more. My sworn enemy. My reluctant project partner. My ‘boss’. He thinks I’m just another nerd he can push around. Cute. But here’s the thing—he’s the one being played. By the time he realizes I’m the one pulling the strings, it’ll be too late. Because he’ll be mine. Mine to tease. Mine to break. Mine to ruin. And when he finally falls? I’ll be right there, waiting to catch him, just to break him all over again.

Fate and destiny doesn't come to us informed, it just happens. “Stop pretending, Omega,” he whispered against my ear, his breath burning through me. “Your body already gave you away.” His voice had that audacity like he was quite sure about that. I froze, having a syringe in my hand as my heartbeat felt like it was crashing in my chest. One word from me and my life would be over. And so, I didn't speak and rather stepped closer at his will. At Ravencroft Academy, Alphas rule and Omegas don’t exist. Or at least, that’s what they’re told. Elior Vale has lived a lie his whole life, passing as an Alpha in the nation’s most elite school. He’s fought, trained, and clawed his way to the top while hiding the truth of what he is. But when Rowan Blackthorn, the Academy’s most dangerous Alpha, discovers his secret, everything spirals into chaos. Secrets become obsessions. Rivalry turns to temptation. And in a world where Omegas are property, falling in love with an Alpha might just get him killed.

⚠️⛔ Explicit 18+ Content | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised. Alpha Rafael’s silver eyes dropped to mine, and my whole body locked up. His gaze alone had me clenching my legs tighter, as though that could stop the liquid licking through my backend. A slow, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Just another little bitch Omega.” Those words should’ve made anger rush through my veins, made my fists clench, made my chest tighten with fury or made me scream but they didn’t. Instead, they made my length twitch. They made me ache. And I hated it. No, I loved it. Fuck, I wanted him like I needed him to breathe. And every instinct in me screamed ‘submit’. ~~~~~ Bound By His Rules is an MM erotica collection that’s a feast of sinful encounters with rough hands, stolen kisses, forbidden lust, and men who will do anything to claim each other. Whether it’s a one-night temptation or a love that cuts deep, these stories are soaked in passion and unapologetic heat. From Alpha and Omega TO Gravedigger and Passerby TO Sinful Stepbrothers and Halfbrothers AND MANY MORE. They are raw. They are intense. They are addictive. You better proceed with caution. Else, once you taste it, there’s no going back.

EZREN: Kiss or kill. Those were always the two options left.. until the past walks back into my life in the form of blue eyes, ginger curls, and a tattoo he swears I should remember. Knox Graye. A diagnosed psychopath. Says he was my brother’s boyfriend. That I left him to die and that I hold the only truth to his death. He is everywhere. Digging up my lies. Ruining what’s left of my life. Call me ‘Cherry’ like it means something. I swear I hate it. I hate him. I don’t know if he wants closure, revenge, or just someone to break. Either way, I’m his target and his third option. KNOX: Everyone thinks I’ve got a loose screw in the head but they're wrong. I lost the whole damn toolbox, buried six feet under with the only person I ever loved. I've spent six years grieving. Dying in pieces while he rots away in a grave but now? Now someone else walk around in his bones, smiling with his lips like he fuckin’ owns it. Like I wouldn’t recognize my own goddamn Cherry. Except now he calls himself Ezren. Cute. He thinks he has been hiding behind top grades and golden-boy charm, but I built his whole damn maze. And now that he's close? I’m done with subtlety. I want chaos in his veins, his secrets peeled off like skin. I want to crawl into the part of his head where he still hears his brother’s laugh and whisper: “You were always mine." He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to dismantle him. Brick by fucking brick. And when he finally breaks, I’ll be there to offer him a choice. “Kiss or kill, Cherry?”