Jamie is happy with life, he has everything under control and every day is the same, just like he wants it. He is a loner by choice, girlfriends and friends are overrated. Or so he thinks. But when the new co-worker starts to hit on him it all starts to crumble. The co-worker is sexy as hell, confident and totally out of his league. And a guy. This starts a journey into new aspects of life. To learn how to let go of control, to embrace the darkest desires without fear. And to fall in love with someone that calls you kitten. *The sequel is out - Make me beg* https://www.wattpad.com/story/293369610-make-me-beg == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning) == Rankings == Jul 19 2022: #20 IN #ROMANCE Nov 29 2021: #1 IN #GAYROMANCE Oct 24 2021: #1 IN #MXM Oct 22 2021: #29 IN #BOYXBOY Oct 10 2021: #3 IN #GAYLOVE (and I apologise for any misspelled words and incorrect grammar ^o^ )

Dans un monde tournant autour de quatre anges dispersés dans des continents différents, Allan est un Colonel de haut grade dans l'armé. Que se passera-t-il lorsque l'un de ces quatre anges tombera suite à avoir sauvé le monde d'une terrible catastrophe ? Dans un long périple réunissant ces quatre anges appelés "Gardiens", Allan se rapprochera de plus en plus de l'un d'eux. De leurs rencontres naîtra bientôt un lien qui les unira pour toujours. Un lien indéfectible entre un humain et un gardien. ( Je suis nulle en résumé donc lisez juste, vous verrez bien ^^ sinon c'est un bxb donc si vous n'aimez pas, vous n'avez pas besoin de venir :) C'est ma premier histoire donc soyez indulgents et surtout laisser des commentaires ça m'aidera à améliorer l'histoire. Et bien sûr l'image sur la couverture ne m'appartiens pas. ) (🚨Sinon cette histoire est en cours de correction oui dsl ça prend du temps)

Alexei Ivey is a shy and sweet twenty five year old who has been working at Armas Marketing for a year. He is a sub who knows what he wants. And what he wants, is a man whom he wholeheartedly wanted to belong to. A relationship. Malakai Armas is strong willed, smart and the CEO of Armas Marketing. At work, he is cold, renitent and as a dom, he is nothing short of respectful and perfect. It takes one trip in the employee's elevator for him to notice Alexei and it takes him hours, wondering just how he had never noticed such a beautiful boy. Malakai knows what he wants and how to get it. And what he wants is Alexei Ivey on his knees, his hands tied behind his back and big blue eyes looking up at him.

Kai sat at the edge of the bed, jaw tight, big hands wrapping gauze around my split knuckles. He was too careful, too quiet- the type that comes right before a storm rips through you. I woke up halfway through, yanked my hand free. "Don't touch me." He didn't flinch. Just looked at me with those wolf-grey eyes like I was the only war he ever wanted to fight. "Dont do that." I blinked."What?" His mouth barely moved."You dont get to do that after what you did." My lips curled into a dangerous smile. "And if I do?" He grabbed me by the jaw-gentle and cruel all at once. My breath hitched. "Then I'll just have to remind you who you belong to." His lips crashes against mine. The kiss was raw, possessive, demanding-his tongue forcing its way past my lips, dominating me until my knees nearly buckled. When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected us. I let out a needy, humiliating whine at the loss of contact. The world stopped "You want to break things?" His voice a low growl, "Break me.You want pain? I'll give you pain that loves you back. But if you ever throw yourself in front of filth like that again-" His grip on my jaw tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. "I might just kill someone." *** They call me the prince of chaos. The media's favorite sin. Award-winning artist, tabloid disaster, human trainwreck with pretty eyes and prettier scars. But I didn't ask for the crown. I do drugs to sleep. Smoke to breathe. Fuck to feel. Punch cameras.Curse in interviews. And I don't apologize for any of it. That's how I got kai-my new bodyguard. 6ft something of quiet death, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes like he's already decided how I'll die if I piss him off. He doesn't play nice and he sees too much. And when he touches me, the world gets quiet for once. This isn't your typical love story. It's war. ME vs Myself. ME vs My Past. ME vs the man who swore he'd protect me - even from myself. You want to know how it ends? So do I.

I took a kingdom with blood and iron. I did not expect to lose control over a single boy. Elias is nothing. A mute servant with no voice, no power, and no place beyond quiet obedience in a palace ruled by fear. He survives by staying small, by avoiding notice, by never giving anyone a reason to look twice. Until I did. I am not a gentle man. I am King Kazimir, and I do not release what I claim. What began as curiosity became something far more dangerous-an attachment I cannot ignore, and a need I refuse to name. He cannot speak. He cannot fight. He barely understands what I am making of him. Yet I pull him closer, step by step, into a place he was never meant to stand-at my side, under my gaze, and entirely within my control. And I do not let go of what is mine.

Voilà six mois que Bill Kaulitz est en prison. Six mois que ses codétenus changent régulièrement. Jamais il n'a réussi à s'en faire des amis, trouvant le moyen de les affaiblir par n'importe quel moyen. Et puis il y a eu ce gars, Tom Drapper. Faible, jeune, ne connaissant rien à ce qui l'attend et à la façon dont se protéger de ce monde. La proie parfaite ... en quelque sorte. Qui a dit que Tom n'arriverait pas à faire ressortir à la fois le pire mais aussi le meilleur chez Bill ? Fanfiction Yaoi (boyxboy) Ce n'est pas du Twincest ! Fiction publiée également sur http://teuflisch.skyrock.com Réécriture de la fiction depuis avril 2016.

Il est né pour être libre. Il a grandi enchaîné. Zayne est un alpha dangereux, classé "dominant", trop fort pour être relâché, trop imprévisible pour qu'on ose l'approcher. Il vit captif dans un laboratoire où il n'est qu'un sujet de plus, observé, étudié. Seth, jeune chercheur omega au profil discret, ne devait être là que pour l'observer. Suivre les protocoles. Rester à distance. Il savait qu'il ne devait pas s'attacher. Et pourtant... Ce lien entre eux, personne ne l'avait prévu. Pas même eux. ⚠️ Contenu explicite - réservé à un public averti ⚠️ 📖 Il n'y a plus de chapitres à attendre :)

- Tu as intérêt à revenir ici et finir ce que tu as commencé ! lui dis-je d'un ton menaçant. Depuis leur première rencontre, Azazel et Amos étaient dans un combat pour la domination... Un combat que perd peu à peu Azazel, prince des enfers, qui, pour une raison quelconque, voit sa nature de démon se soumettre à Amos, Chef de la mafia. Mais ce n'était pas un pauvre humain qui mettra Azazel à genoux... N'est-ce pas ? ( Auteur : ⚠️ cette histoire est remplie de scènes matures touchant parfois au bdsm, qui aime lit sinon, passez votre chemin :) J'ai changé la description de l'histoire, apparemment mettre un petit extrait comme ça attire les gens, voyons voir alors ^^ )

quoi ?! comment pourrais-tu savoir que j'aime les bites ?! oh et bien.. le fait que tu regardais un porno gay derrière le gymnase il y a de ça 3 jours ? je suis sur que tu es soumis, tu pourrais devenir intéressant finalement..