And now, being a 12th grader, he enters the same class as Taesung, which makes the whole situation way more awkward. Living together 24/7, Taesung and Haebom's relationship is bound to change.

    One person is the fighter who pilots the spacecraft and his partner is the navigator who directs the way.Navigators come from higher society and are mostly seen as privileged and intelligent. Fighters are men that are known for their violent tendancies, skills in combat, and anger issues.Abel didn't want to follow his politican father into his world and instead chose his own path as a navigator. He's gay and has always had strong desires that he's hidden... until he's partnered with his fighter, Cain.Cain is unpredictable, violent, possessive, and very skilled at what he does. He goes through navigators faster then any other fighter so he's developed the reputation that he's impossible to work with.When Cain meets Abel, he marks him and possessives him in every way possible unknowingly giving Abel exactly what he's been craving for years. Now the only question is, will their relationship grow to benefit them both in this time of war or with Cain's reputation and violent tendancies end up destroying Abel?

    Though he has published a few collections under a pseudonym, he has decided to quit painting. Then Seungho, a young nobleman, barges into his life. A hell-raiser notorious for his insatiable lust, Seungho forces Na-kyum to become his private painter. However, the nights that await Na-kyum are beyond anything he could have imagined…

    高冷第一剑客色诱傲娇魔教教主"The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader"The number one swordsman Zhao Jiangui is the martial world’s best hope for peace: All he has to do is seduce the Demon Sect Leader.

    And because of his sudden death, he didn't see any of it.That is, until he wakes up 16 years later in a robot body that matches his old one exactly. Until he steps outside and finds a world utterly unlike the one he left behind - a world where robots live alongside their human neighbors and coexist in their cities. A world he helped create.Now Al must track down his old partner Brendan to find out who is responsible for Al's unexpected resurrection, but their reunion raises even more questions.Like who the robot living with Brendan is.And why she looks like Al.And how much of the past should stay in the past...

    Harukiyo is cold to him and tries to avoid him, leading Ikumi to discover the shy personality behind the piercings when Harukiyo admits that he gets nervous in front of cool guys. Their friendship begins to warm, but suddenly, after seeing a smiling and shirtless Harukiyo, Ikumi feels something strange in his chest…

    This year, however, he decides to attend his company holiday party to make his existence known to his office crush—the devilishly handsome Alek—but instead, downs too many drinks, makes a fool of himself, and blacks out. The morning after, he wakes up to a Christmas nightmare: lying next to him butt naked is his despicable colleague, Ivan Mariani. Hyun has always hated everything about Ivan. So why does Ivan suddenly look different...smell wonderful...and radiate irresistible sexual energy?

    and a witch determined to save him. Ryan has never enjoyed being an incubus. He hates the hunger that constantly plagues him and hates the need to feed off the sexual desire of others. But most of all he hates the power of his aura and how it removes the inhibitions of other people. Ryan is not about to push himself on a person magically forced into being willing. Instead he spends his weekends at various clubs, gleaning what he can off the energy in the air. And the handsome, all-too-tempting new bouncer at one of his regular haunts? Ryan can deal. He’s gotten good at denying himself. Chris is a tattoo artist by trade and a bouncer as a favor to a friend. He also happens to be a witch with a talent for reading auras that is second to none, and he’s been paying attention to frequent club-goer Ryan for a while. Sure Ryan's gorgeous and totally his type, but beneath that glossy exterior Chris can tell he's in pain - and his aura is so weak it's scary. When he steps in to stop Ryan from getting unwanted attention from a handsy club patron, he realizes Ryan is an incubus… and that he’s starving himself to death. Ryan needs to feed before it's too late, but can Chris convince him it's not just about sex? Will Ryan ever believe that someone might want him of their own free will?

    From high school to college, and now in the office. But passion is strange, it can start as envy or hate and turn into something… erotic. Now Jinwoo’s head is filled with the dirtiest and most erotic thoughts, none of which are in his control. More than anything, he wants them to stop. But the only way to stop them might just be the last thing he wants to do…

    On the outskirts, off the path through the woods, tucked between mountains, is a particular tea shop, run by a man named Hugo. Hugo is the tea shop's owner to locals and the ferryman to souls who need to cross over.But Wallace isn't ready to abandon the life he barely lived. With Hugo's help he finally starts to learn about all the things he missed in life.When the Manager, a curious and powerful being, arrives at the tea shop and gives Wallace one week to cross over, Wallace sets about living a lifetime in seven days.Under the Whispering Door is a contemporary fantasy about a ghost who refuses to cross over and the ferryman he falls in love with.

    And I am your only future.I am obsessed with you; you’re obsessed with me.You hurt me to comfort me.You break me to put me back together.And I do the same to you.I am addicted to you; you’re addicted to me.You told me this would be a bad idea.You warned me of the heartache.And I did it anyway.I like you; you like me.When I see you, my sun rises.When I see you, it is summer in Berlin.When I see you, I can still hear us laugh.But I wasn’t gonna go, and you weren’t gonna stay.I wonder if your heart aches when you see me.I wonder if your sun rises when you see me.I wonder if you smile…And if you do, will you stay?Or will I go?***You. Always You. is a steamy 44k vignette about a toxic love story between two men. It features elements of romance, humor, hurt/comfort, a dash of violence, mild age play, and Daddy play. Approach with caution. You’ve been warned.

    An introverted young man from Alabama, black and queer, he has left behind his family without escaping the long shadows of his childhood. For reasons of self-preservation, Wallace has enforced a wary distance even within his own circle of friends—some dating each other, some dating women, some feigning straightness. But over the course of a late-summer weekend, a series of confrontations with colleagues, and an unexpected encounter with an ostensibly straight, white classmate, conspire to fracture his defenses while exposing long-hidden currents of hostility and desire within their community.

    Their romantic mood keeps getting interrupted by quirky tenants at Mii-kun’s apartment, but there’s a bigger obstacle they must face to become true lovers!

    A tropical vacation. A secret obsession. Trouble might be brewing in paradise for husbands Nick and Ben.Ben and Nick's marriage is on shaky ground after the pandemic, but a getaway to Key West seems like the perfect way to rekindle their romance. Turns out, the kinky secret Nick’s been hiding might be just what the two of them need to reconnect...This 25K word novella features first-time exploration of breeding and daddy kink. No A/B/O or mPreg. Dual POV. TW: depression, body image/weight gain, mention of pandemic.Tags: breeding kink, belly worship, light daddy kink, sexy enemas, husbands reconnecting, vacation, chubby boys in crop tops, sexy shaving

    Siken writes with ferocity, and his reader hurtles unstoppably with him. His poetry is confessional, gay, savage, and charged with violent eroticism. In the world of American poetry, Siken's voice is striking. In her introduction to the book, competition judge Louise Glück hails the “cumulative, driving, apocalyptic power, [and] purgatorial recklessness” of Siken’s poems. She notes, “Books of this kind dream big. . . . They restore to poetry that sense of crucial moment and crucial utterance which may indeed be the great genius of the form.”