tobacco and leather cologne

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.

I never saw his face. I only breathed him in. He passed me once—on a crowded platform, just long enough for the scent of his cologne to reach me. It wasn’t just a smell. It was a memory I’d never lived, a heartbeat I’d never heard. And in that one breath, I fell. Now I chase a ghost made of fragrance and fantasy. Friends call it obsession. I call it fate. He doesn’t know I exist. But I’m about to change that. A story about the chemistry we can’t explain, the strangers who leave a mark, and the magic of falling for someone who may not even be real.

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.

A story of healing, bikers and nummy bad boys. trigger warning, lots of swearing, abuse, PTSD. this is a Reverse Harem, sexy stuff with multiple partners that grow to love each other.

Aria is a curvy, young doctor, looking for her Prince Charming... and having lots of fun along the way to find him! Adam is a Glaswegian a surgeon, visiting the Big Apple for a conference. When the two meet, sparks fly, and send them directly to the bedroom. But when the morning comes, they have to decide if their chemistry is enough to keep them together? And when it turns out that Aria is pregnant, will their baby be the catalyst to their relationship? Or will they simply fall apart?

January 2030 Fifty feet above the ground, a 'god' suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "I'll give you all the power you need to become gods." Wearing a white v-necked shirt, a leather jacket, and ripped jeans, his appearance made it hard for anyone to believe any word he spits. But the fact that he appeared out of nowhere, and now, floating as if standing on air is a natural thing makes it hard to believe he isn't a god of some sort. "Now, it's time for gods to fear their pawns." "I am Hagif, god of all, bestows upon humanity 'God's Gift: Arrows of Heaven'." He wore his sunglasses before raising his hand. As if on cue, a big ball of blinding light appeared. "Better put your sunglasses on, folks. This tiny thing is a little bright for human eyes." He grinned before adjusting his glasses. Tiny? Little Bright? This god is crazy.

Life’s weird when you’re an Animalis. Sure, you’ve got the superhuman strength and the cute ears that people can’t resist—but all it really means is that restocking beer and tobacco shelves during the graveyard shift is slightly less painful. I’m Sasha, just a twenty-one-year-old guy trying to get through another night at the convenience store without passing out or dealing with too much drama. But then she walked in—a tall, intimidating customer who managed to look like she stepped out of a magazine while ordering eight packs of tobacco. One awkward encounter later, and I’m bleeding, dizzy, and questioning every life choice I’ve ever made. In a world where having animal features is the new normal, I’m still trying to figure out where I fit in. Spoiler: it’s probably not face-first on the floor.