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The Black Sea | Gay Novel
Gay Love - Mafia - Crime After his mother's death, his father lost all reasons why his son shouldn't be a part of his
ruthless and brutal lifestyle, being the founder of the Potenza family "organization" his
father didn't spare him, and after five years of training to be deemed fit as a Potenza,
Elia Potenza runs from his father's grasp. For a few years, his father has sent men to hunt him and bring him back, they didn't care
about any damage caused to Elia, after 4 years of his father's attempts at getting him
back his father suddenly stops, until five years later...
What happens when the reason for his father's change of behavior comes breaking into his
home and threatening Elia's friends, leaving him no choice but to marry him...
The Barbarian's Pleasure
I'd been lonely lately. Having accrued enough wealth to no longer need to go on the raids I was well off.
Now I just needed a little slave girl to warm my bed.
I'd considered a docile thing with a warm spot for me. But instead, I was intrigued by the spitfire commanding she'd not be touched.
I saw her body and thought her too tiny but when I touched her, I wanted her.
And what I want. I get.
Afterall, I'm a wolf at heart. And a full moon is coming.
She'll learn the way of things. One way or another.
The Pack's Girl
A Drink Before Battle (M/M) (✔)
General Sevei is of the firm opinion that Nobles are shady and Alchemists even shadier. Noble Alchemists are the absolute worst. He is not looking forward to partnering with one to guard the border.
Upon their introduction, though, it would seem they have already met... under very intimate circumstances.
Oh...,****...
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This is set in the same world as my novel "Salvage", but they are completely independent stories. You don't have to read one to read the other. (This one is back in medieval times, about 400 years prior to Salvage.)
Just like in Salvage, here you can expect some humor and some angst (and some occasional smut) and a bunch of hot messes just doing their best. Despite the seemingly salacious premise, this is a love story at its heart, as well as a story of friendship and found family.
Vers. couple: Manly cinnamon roll MC x Manly neurotic wreck ML
CW:
Homophobic society, internalized homophobia and closeting, internalized transphobia (supporting character), war veteran ptsd, slavery (supporting character - no abuse of this character is depicted).
Salvage - Vol. 1: Nuts and Bolts (Steampunk/ Gaslamp Romantasy - F/M, M/M)
A Steampunk/ Gaslamp Fantasy Romance set in the industrial revolution era of a fictional world.
Magic, mad science, multicultural ambience, and political intrigue all tightly laced up into one corset and powered by the steam of two romances - one F/M and one M/M.
Intended for mature audiences, 18+.
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All creations carry a trace of the maker's ethereal energy, whether deliberately placed in the magical Artifacts made by the Alchemists, or unwittingly left in the handiwork of ordinary people.
Kazia can feel that energy, in both machines and people. She may not be able to do any of the grand magic other Alchemists can, but give her a damaged machine and she can trace its energy to the problem, and know precisely how to repair it. She does have one other ability. One far more dangerous. One she will never acknowledge, and will never use.
Fleeing her villainous father rather than becoming his pawn, Kazia finds a peaceful life on a farm in a neighboring country, where no one knows that she is the daughter of Prince Gorvan Devratha. But with war looming between her birth country of Valesk and her new home in Caedra, how long can that peaceful life last?
She can be safe in the Caedran capital, among the Queen's Alchemists, but will anyone there trust her – especially the handsome but embittered Lord Kelvaran Meratha, who suspects Kazia's father of murdering his family?
Abrizhen is Kazia's older brother. He does his best to play the role of the Prince's good son and heir, but when tasked with retrieving his wayward sister, he must return to the city he'd called home for many of his youthful years. There he'll have to reckon with his past, and finally choose between the life of a dutiful prince, or the welfare of his sister – and the rekindling of an old flame.
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Content/ Mature warnings are on for:
Gore: Nothing terribly extreme. Some bleeding wounds and broken bits, but all limbs remain attached and all innards remain inward.
Sexual Content: It's not all smut all the time, but there is some. I aim for not vague but also not overly lewd. Smut chapters are labeled NSFW. Chapters with very brief smut or just some torrid making out or somesuch are labeled NSFW-ish. All on-screen depictions are consensual, but there are a few passing references to noncon having happened off-screen (not to any MCs).
Strong Language: One character really loves to swear, and could probably construct an entire monologue with just various inflections of the F word. So, yeah, that's on too.
Other CWs: Dark themes (abuse, trauma, ptsd, depression, unhealthy coping mechanisms). Mostly in discussions of past events, but there are a few scenes that may be troubling to some readers.
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Twenty-eight-year-old Wren has been sheltered his whole life. He was homeschooled, and only allowed to socialize with similarly repressed omegas who at the very least, had watched porn by their age. Wren, not so much. Once he finished school and went on into adulthood, you’d think that Wren would have gone crazy trying to experience all the things he’d been denied as a teenager, right? Far from it. Though Wren had moved to a new city for his job and gained new friends who had certainly dabbled in hedonism, Wren had little inclination to join them.
Wren was content with celibacy. He was content with working nine to five, eating lunch with his coworkers, and then going home at the end of the day to binge watch tv shows and try out the new recipes he found online. His life was a boat on still waters, slowly drifting to an expected destination. Steady. Unchanging.
There’s a storm, though, hanging on the fringes of Wren’s life by the name of Vincent. He’s a complete nuisance, with his ridiculous V-neck shirts that show way too much skin, his captivatingly evil grin, and his scent like a minty forest breeze. Wren doesn’t like him at all, and he’s really annoyed that Vincent is apparently the only taxi driver available in the whole city after seven p.m.
And if the fact that the scent of Vincent’s oncoming rut triggered Wren’s heat meant anything significant, like their compatibility, Wren was going to happily ignore it. And if, right before Wren’s next heat, he stole Vincent’s scarf from the backseat of the taxi, then Wren was going to blame it all on the omega heat-brain instincts.
Except, unbeknownst to Wren, there was apparently a ‘stealing an alpha’s clothes to sex’ pipeline that he wasn’t aware of.
Before long, Wren is sucked up into the whirlpool known as Vincent, desperately trying to claw his way out before he drowns. But as it turns out, the whirlpool is just as desperate to drag him down as Wren is to escape.