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Lydia, who grew up with her grandmother in a remote village, was finally taken back to the wealthy mansion. Only then did she realize that this was the result of her sickly grandmother kneeling down and begging her mother, who had long become a wealthy lady. However, her mother warned her sternly in private, "You can never call me mom! You can only call me auntie! Remember that?" The moment she entered the house, her mother's son and daughter, who were born in a wealthy family, took turns picking on her and humiliating her. What greeted her was always her mother's mocking words, "They are my babies, and you are just my niece. We eat and drink well, so what if you give in to them?" She knew that her mother might do something crazy to hide her secret. Good! Nobody can be relied on! I'll rely on myself! After surviving university, the female protagonist packed her luggage and exclaimed, "What rich family? I don't care anymore!" The female protagonist ran away from home and entered the entertainment industry! With her superb acting skills, an experienced director offered her an olive branch. Thousands of fans went crazy for her. She was invited to a charity dinner by the wealthiest man on the Fortune List. Someone even bought a big screen at Times Square to celebrate her birthday. While everyone was crazy about her, a mysterious man bought all the headlines and announced, "Thank you for liking my fiancée! But, I'm the one who loves her the most!"

The dust of a small Texas town settled around Tessica Raleigh, a world away from the familiar outskirts of Dodge City, Kansas. She didn't expect much from this "Podunk" place, certainly not excitement. Her life revolved around the rhythm of the seasons, the annual harvest of wheat and corn that her family meticulously managed. Her true sanctuary wasn't a quiet room or a bustling city street; it was the cab of a combine or a tractor, the steady hum of the engine a comforting presence as she plowed and harvested the crops. Romance was a distant, practically nonexistent, concept in her demanding schedule. Her parents, meanwhile, basked in their perceived wealth from the successful harvests, seemingly oblivious to anything beyond their financial comfort. On the Triple R Ranch, Logan Ray was living a different, yet equally focused, life. His days were steeped in the traditions of the ranch, a legacy passed down by his dad and uncles. His sophomore year had been smooth sailing, and he felt no anxieties about stepping into junior year. The only real pressure came from his friends, who relentlessly teased him about getting a girlfriend. Logan, however, had his priorities set on his studies and the demanding work of the ranch. He found far more interest in the intricacies of cattle and crops than in high school dating. This focus, however, sometimes made him a target for Kale Edwards, Sawyer Edwards' oldest son, whose animosity often manifested in physical blows.

Ever Monroe was walking down the street alone at night after a nasty fight with her now ex-boyfriend who left her stranded in the middle of nowhere. A few hours later three motorcycles pull up next to her and at first, she freaks out but it turns out that they are really sweet people just trying to help.  Adrian Wolf was on his way home after an illegal street race, and comes across a girl looking lost and upset and decides to help her. Realizing she lives in the next town over, he reluctantly decides to let her stay at his place for the night.  In that one night they learn more about each other and become somewhat close He is her knight clad in leather, and she is his damsel in distressed jeans. ( I won't lie, I suck at writing descriptions– but I hope you'll still check my story out! You can also find me on Wattpad under the same username! Don't forget to drink lots of water, eat lots of food, and get lots of rest. Always remember that you are amazing an no-one can block your shine! Stay Golden~)

The innocence of a girl allows us to demonstrate how important it is to really identify what are the intentions that human beings can have related to sensitivity and perception to function in an environment full of realities mixed with sadness, joy, imagination and mystery. Perhaps communication in its simplest terms provides the opportunity to discover aspects that adults are not capable of visualizing, with the clarity and spontaneity that children do. The events unfold in a town that hides part of the past in a scenario full of mysteries, secrets and suffering.

Retired secret agent Ben Smith will do anything for his husband. So when Simon's brother calls from London to say he's being blackmailed, Ben and Simon pack up and head to the glittering world of English aristocratic younger sons and parties and incriminating photographs. The mission itself isn't complicated -- but it's a reminder of the past, even as Ben's been trying to move on.<br><br>Simon Ashley adores his husband, and loathes most of his family ... except for the older brother who once gave him a home. He's here because Stephen needs help, but being back in the family house stirs up too many memories, none of them pleasant.<br><br>In London, Ben and Simon will confront a blackmailer, face the past, and find comfort in each other ... with some leather and tea, of course.

When restaurateur Hugh Neumann rebukes Oliver Nicholas’s very public proposal to his boyfriend during a Valentine’s Day dinner, the diverted Cupid’s arrow strikes Hugh not in the heart, but in the ass.<br><br>After a media storm of commentary, ironically pro and con, gains national steam, what Hugh begins to refer to as his personal “St. Valentine’s Day Massacre” begins to affect home life with his partner, Dominick Brodie.<br><br>Was Hugh’s overreaction pandering to his largely heterosexual clientele? Or did the incident trigger his own panic about same-sex marriage? Will the public scrutiny threaten his decade-long commitment to Dom?

Prologue – Rui I am the one who pins Kael Valdemar to the inside of my eyelids every night. Not the Kael they all see (cold, perfect, untouchable), but the one who exists only when he thinks no one is watching: the way he rubs the back of his neck when he’s tired, the tiny exhale he lets out before he smiles at something small, the exact second his shoulders drop when the door closes and the crown finally slips. I have memorized the shape of his mouth saying words he never says to anyone else. I have tasted the air he leaves behind in empty hallways. I have pressed my lips to every photograph until the paper tore. People think obsession is loud. Mine is quiet. It is the soft click of a camera shutter at 3:17 a.m. It is the way I learned to breathe in the exact rhythm of his sleep cycle so my heart doesn’t disturb him through the wall. It is the single white rose I leave on his pillow and remove before he wakes, just to know my scent was the first thing his dreams touched. I am not here to rule him. I am here to be the place where all that terrifying strength finally rests. One day soon he will lean down to check if the fragile transfer Omega is okay (because he always checks), and I will rise on tiptoes, slide my fingers into his hair, and kiss him like I have rehearsed in the dark a thousand times. He will taste vanilla and something darker underneath. He will freeze. He will realize too late that the softest mouth in the world just claimed the only throat he was ever meant to bare. I am Rui. And I have been kissing Kael Valdemar long before he ever learned my name. Content Warning: 18+

Some nights, American secret agent Ben Smith just wants to come home to his husband. He misses that English accent and smile and, of course, Simon on his knees. He wants his perfect submissive at his feet, so the world and his mission can fall away.<br><br>Some nights, romance writer Simon Ashley misses his dashing American other half. Tea is nice, but it can’t pin him down in bed and make him beg, reminding him he’s loved and belongs to someone. He wants to forget everything and everyone he’s left behind, and just belong to Ben.<br><br>Tonight they both get what they want when Ben comes home early. tea is very nice ... but so is leather.

Bailey is a dancer at the exclusive club called The Jade. There, he is constantly harassed by wannabe-princess Lacey Cooper. Luckily, his possessive lover Harper can take care of him and he won’t have to worry about any problems, crazy psychos or otherwise. AN: Just so you know, I don't really have a plot figured out right now. I figure it will just develop as I write. Also, this story is Yaoi. Don't like, don't read.

This is a story (Biography) about a fishing trip gone wrong if you don’t like gory stuff then I suggest not reading it, thanks for reading if you did!