#mm novel

[the-danmei-multiverse-and-angst]

Danmei I've read & Love and My Ratings (mostly angst with happy endings)

MDZS/Mo Dao Zu Shin (Angst) /5🌟 TGCF/Heaven Officials Blessing (Angst) / 5🌟 Yuwu/Remnants of Filth (❤️‍🩹🥹 Angst) /5🌟 Sword Named No Way Out (Angst) /5🌟 Would You Like to Have A Drink /4🌟 Wu Chang Jie (Angst🥹) /5🌟 War Prisoner (Angst) /5🌟 Cold Sands (Angst/Bittersweet Ending/not a HE but not a bad ending) /5🌟 The Ugly Empress (Angst) /5🌟 Swallowing the Seas (Modern/Angst) /5🌟 Mo Du/Silent Reading (Modern/some decent Angst) /5🌟 Cherry Blossoms Upon a Wintry Sword ( Some Angst) /5🌟 Nan Chan (Angst) /5🌟 Misvil (Mistakenly Saving The Villain/Angst but with comedic tone...hard to explain but has TWs) /5🌟 Blind Concubine (Angst/No HE, Bittersweet? Haven't read in a long time) /5🌟 Spring Trees & Sunset Clouds (Angst) /5🌟 Huitian /5🌟 Ballad of Song & Wine (Qiang Jin Jiu)/ 5🌟 Peerless /Wushuang /5🌟 Can Ci Pin/ 5🌟 Kaleidoscope of Death/5🌟 Global University Entrance Exam/5🌟 Mist /5🌟 Copper Coins ( A little bit of Angst to me, but still a great story, HE)/ 5🌟 Governor's Illness /5🌟 Faraway Wanderers /5🌟 It's Not Easy Being a Master (Angst)/5🌟 Record of the Missing Sect Master (Angst) /5🌟 Stranger (KR novel) /4🌟 Thrive In Catastrophe /5🌟 The Legendary Master's Wife /4🌟 Rebirth of The Supreme Celestial Being /4🌟

I wrote a poem for Cold Sands danmei novel years ago, right after I finished the novel because I was so inspired by the story and it made my heart ache. Here is the poem:

Wings clipped by truth The fall swift and harsh Lies unveiled  Fate strung a web of deceit  A trap, snaring the victim This bird, tied down Voice cut-out -silenced Never to sing Never to cry out Never to sing its beautiful melodies once more Never to give sound to its pain The world itself, what a beautiful cage- A big and wide unknown, and sometimes deceitful place Freedom- is only a short illusory image  Unobtainable- A Mirage in the desert when one is dying from thirst Just out of reach, as though grasping at sand as it slips through your fingertips And as the dark begins to unravel Twist and unwind- Mighty is the weight thrust upon the heart, Subduing its pulse, the beating drum- a strangled ba-thump...ba-thump...ba-thump... An anchor drowning the soul, Just as as heavy as one that bears a crown upon their head,  No escape is possible now  As the strings of fate tighten, the birds wings are broken Fragmented and shattered Unable to never fly Never again to soar the skies

(End/ Extra below)

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Did you ever once hear the Greek tale of a boy, the boy who wanted to fly close to the sun?

His father created wings of made wax for his child and warned him, told him not to fly to high, to not fly to close to the sun.

However, the boy, Icarus, didn't listen to his father's words.

He flew, soaring higher, and higher, as close as he could get to the sun. His wings made of wax were melted away by the suns brilliance and Icarus fell to earth.

To his end.

And the Lotus flower, that blooms at the bottom of a lake, steeped in mud, struggles and craves, longing and yearning for the suns brilliance, but they can never touch the sun.

And a bird, born with wings to fly, can only fly so high, but never crossing that line, that boundary.

And sometimes love is just the same.

Not every story can have a happy ending, no matter the toil, the strife, the pain.

And some times, no my matter how much you love someone, you may forever be enemies, on opposing sides, love hidden deep in your heart, and all you can do, is to stare wistfully at the horizon, yearning until the end.

[kmscb]

What would it feel like to be murdered then brought back to life so you could kidnap and rape men before feeding them to an alien's spaceship? That the only reason you're alive is to terrorize and kill men for a monstrous extraterrestrial? Well...Warren is in that position, and he thinks it's cool.

Feeding the Beast

In ebook only.

[kccarmine]

💐🧡✂️The Flower Arrangement - MM romance

Flirting by means of flower bouquets doesn’t guarantee success, and Brendan learns that the hard way.

🔗 mybook.to/TheFlower

☀️✂️ sunshine hairdresser 🐻💐big bear florist 🌲 pining 🧡 friends to lovers 💦 steamy tub 🍆 piercing 🏳️‍🌈 MM 🥰 HEA

Heartbroken after a bitter divorce, Brendan finds solace in running his beloved flower shop. His vow to think twice before jumping into a new relationship becomes hard to keep when he meets Hugh, a flamboyant hairstylist with skilful hands and a cheeky smile.

Hugh has finally succeeded in opening his own salon, but the glow of his success is overshadowed by not having anyone to celebrate it with. When brawny, six-foot-three Brendan appears on his doorstep with a bouquet of exquisite flowers, Hugh is tempted to break his no-dating-clients rule. Their Friendship blooms fast, and Hugh resigns himself to another straight-boy crush.

One kiss changes everything though. Hugh’s world is set on fire, and even if Brendan gets cold feet, Hugh isn’t about to let go of what could be love.

A story of second chances, idiots in love, and steamy jacuzzi scenes. A standalone book 1 (novella) introducing the series of MM books from the contemporary Pursuit of Love series. 💐🧡✂️

[kmscb]

When we broke in to have some fun,

We knew that he would be the one

To bring us joy, until the sun

Rose in the east, and day's begun.

[kmscb]

I started posting a story on GayDemon.com -- SciFi/horror with a completely amoral POV.

After a young man is murdered by a cop, a monstrous alien that's stranded on earth brings him back to life with a proposition. Its spacecraft is a living thing and needs sustenance...preferably young men. If he will help them, he will live. But as the number of missing men rises, how can he keep the alien hidden until it has repaired its craft and is gone?

Topics: Abduction, Sci-Fi, Rape, Aliens, Horror, Monster, Violence

[kmscb]

After Warren Dircum, known as Dirc, is murdered by a cop, a monstrous alien that's stranded on earth brings him back to life with a proposition. Its spacecraft is a living thing and needs sustenance to repair itself...preferably strong, healthy young men.

Problem is, the remote location where the craft crashed means few men to take, and that is why it need Dirc's help. If he will bring them as many as it needs to rebuild itself, he will live. Dirc agrees, because now that he's alive, again, he's been freed of all human concern and decency, and likes it.

So for nearly three years he ranges far and wide to capture men to bring to what he calls the Beast...until he grabs a young man named Greg and then a jogger named Tom, and things begin to unravel.

In ebook on Smashwords

[kccarmine]

🔥🖤🙏 The Sinner's Penance - MM romance

Even disguised as a priest, Mat can’t resist a man kneeling at his feet, begging to be punished. 🔗 mybook.to/SinnersPenance

🙏 mafia MC in disguise as a priest 🧡 submissive parishioner MC ✝️ blasphemous use of religious artifacts 💦 kinks 🔥 steamy scenes 🏳️‍🌈 MM 🥰 HEA

Being a bodyguard for London’s Polish Mafia had its benefits. Fast money, fast cars, and an endless stream of hot men fuelled Mateusz’s insatiable lust for life. But when he takes out the son of a rival Mafia boss, he is forced to flee to a remote island in the West of England. Posing as a priest, Mateusz hopes he found the perfect disguise. Until a handsome stranger shows up to confession, begging for punishment. Can Mateusz rein in his ferocious carnal desires? Or will his cover be blown to smithereens? As a newcomer to the island, Peyton’s social life is limited to a dram at the local pub. Everything changes when he attends a mass on a Sunday and his gaze lands on the man he can’t have. The one in a cassock.

A standalone MM book 3 from Pursuit of Love series.

Tropes/Themes: mafia, insta-lu$t, roleplaying, priest k!nk, wax play, flagellat!on, D/S, hurt/comfort, morally grey characters, bla$phemous use of religious artifacts, MM, HEA.

[kmscb]

Adults only How to Rape a Straight Guy – Curt’s found the perfect way to get even with the world, one man at a time.             Paperback             Ebook AKA: Curt – Paperback Porno Manifesto –  When Alec was gay-bashed by a group of fraternity boys, he decided to get some revenge of his own.             Paperback             Ebook Rape in Holding Cell 6 – Antony just wanted to know why his lover was arrested and killed.             Paperback       ��     Ebook The Vanishing of Owen Taylor – Did Jake’s uncle vanish to keep from being tried for statutory rape, or was he killed for opposing some powerful people?             Hardback Paperback             Ebook Underground Guy – Devlin has to stop a serial killer in London before he strikes again.             Paperback             Ebook The Beast in the Nothing Room – How do you stop a serial killer who kills no one and doesn’t even exist?             Paperback             Ebook Hunter – There’s always a market for the sale of good-looking men, and Hunter’s one of the best at supplying them.             Paperback             Ebook Blood Angel – A Blood Angel is a higher form of vampire, unaffected by daylight or             Léonidès – Ebook             The Prussian – Ebook Feeding the Beast – A young man is murdered by a cop but brought back to life to help a stranded alien and its ship feed on young men.             Ebook Demented Dreams (of guys in trouble) An adult coloring book for that wicked someone ion us all. Paperback     General Fiction Boys Will Be Boys-Their First Time – My novella, Perfection, when a young artist finds his muse, is included.             Kindle David Martin – A fable about a boy called to visit a heroic king, who may not be who he claims.             Hardback Bobby Carapisi – The story of three men who are sexually assaulted, and how each is treated by the world.             Paperback             Ebook The Lyons’ Den – A writer trying to write in the midst of chaos, a snowstorm and possible new love.             Paperback             Ebook The Alice ’65 – An English lad, an American lass, a lonely black panther, and a missing book that’s worth millions. Another day in LA.             Hardback Paperback             Ebook Carli’s Kills – Carli’s out for a brutal revenge on the biker gang that killed her daughter.             Paperback             Ebook A Place of Safety-Derry – Brendan Kinsella just wants to live his life, but history won’t let him.             Hardback Paperback (coming soon)             Ebook A Place of Safety-New World For Old – Brendan tries to start over in America but finds new issues that tear open old wounds.             Hardback Paperback (coming soon)             Ebook A Place of Safety-Home Not Home – Brendan returns home to find he both does and does not exist.             Hardback (coming soon) Paperback (coming soon)             Ebook (coming soon)

[stringcage]

They really said light haired freaks get in the back and look wistful in the sunlight

[linory1]

[beauvandalen]

Meet Kaiser, Elwood and Prince Hal from my spicy gay romantasy novella 'The Prince's Dearest Guards' about a trans Prince who romances his two guards! 😊💕🌸

Art by the wonderful @vita-divata ! 🥰✨

[christa-tomlinson-romance-author]

Lookit! Thanks to my love (*cough* obsession *cough*) for Soap and Ghost I wrote a romance novel inspired by them. So if you're a Call of Duty fan who also like romance, you might want to check out Alpha Awakened, my m/m paranormal military romance.

Available on Amazon and in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DJS1727N

Amazon Int'l Links: https://www.christatomlinson.com/alpha-awakened.html

A masked special forces operator who believes he doesn’t need love. And the bold soldier determined to prove him wrong.

Captain Royce Anderson is a brutal terror on the battlefield. His cold demeanor off the battlefield earns him the call sign Ice. A lone wolf since he lost his family, he shuns being part of a pack and has no wish to take a mate - until handsome, green-eyed omega Corporal Dylan Mitchell joins his squad. Suddenly, Ice is tempted like he’s never been tempted before. He knows it’s wrong to desire a subordinate. But all he wants is to kiss the sweet curve of Dylan’s lips and breathe in his intoxicating scent. Although Ice tries to resist, his alpha instincts awaken, driving him to claim the omega with the gorgeous smile as his mate.

Corporal Dylan Mitchell - call sign Hazard - is a skilled special forces operator. And he’s determined to show his new partner that he belongs on the team. Hazard expects it to be a challenge to prove his worth to the captain. What he doesn’t expect is to be attracted to the mysterious, masked officer. When Hazard looks into the dark eyes behind the mask, his body burns with desire for the tall, muscled alpha. And his Instinct urges him to give the lonely soldier all the warmth and love that has been missing from his life.

Ice and Hazard come together as lovers while pursuing a violent insurrectionist across the country. But when the dangers of the battlefield and the rules of the military try to tear them apart, they’ll ruthlessly fight to claim their destiny as bonded mates.

Alpha Awakened is Book One in a steamy military wolf shifter romance series.

[cvhenia]

PLEASE WHERE IS THIS IMAGE FROM i’m so desperate to find the full picture

edit: the artist is prismatic_a_ on twt and insta :)

[nothwell]

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Books will be sent out between March 2024 and April 2024, as they are received by the contest organizers. Judges will need to submit all scores by April 30, 2024.

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[kmscb]

Porno Manifesto...(Alec begins his revenge against the guys who nearly beat him to death; this is during a party at a frat house)

The hallway was empty, for the moment, so I slipped into Soccer’s room. Set the beer on his filthy desk. Opened the door to the bathroom. Carefully crept through and oh-so-quietly checked the door to Mafia’s room. It was unlocked. I peeked in, saw the chain was fixed on his hall door, so gently slipped into the room.

Ballerina was half lying on the bed, near the edge. Her legs dangling over the side. Her skirt pulled up and her panties around her knees. Her blouse was pulled up, too. And from this close, she looked even younger. Of course she was unconscious. Good, no witnesses.

Mafia was so busy grunting and grinding and slobbering over her little tits, he hadn’t noticed me, so I got a perfect view of his amazing ass. And realized it’s more than little fuzzy. But you could still tell how it flowed so beautifully into his tree-trunk legs. And how it pumped and clenched and rolled as he raped her — though I guess it wouldn’t really be rape in his pathetic little mind, not if she never remembered it. And I got a fine view of his hairy balls, too. Bouncing and giving him such joy.

Okay, I thought, I’ll show you what joy’s all about.

I quietly locked the bathroom door. Then I lowered my zipper very slowly. Pulled myself out and lubed my erection with a generous amount of Vaseline. I was throbbing from touching myself. Hell, from being this close to him. From knowing my cameras in this room were catching everything and I was now crossing a line and could never go back if I did this. But the roar was screaming behind my heart that it was Panther’s feeding time, so I slipped out the utility knife, snuck up and fell on top of him.

Before he could say, “What the fuck?” I had the blade to his throat and my dick between his ass cheeks.

“Shut up,” I snarled.

“Man, she said okay, shit, she said...”

“You say one more fuckin’ word and I’ll slit your fuckin’ throat.” My voice was deep and growling. He shut up. I got close to his ear. “You slipped her a Roofie, you little cunt. I saw you. Can prove it. But I don’t care. Stay in her, I really don’t give a fuck. Stupid cunt deserves it for trusting a little fuck like you. Keep fuckin’ her, all you want.”

Then I rubbed my hard-on between his cheeks. He jolted.

“What the fuck you doin’!?”

I wrapped my right arm around his neck. Brushed the knife against his cheek.

“I said, you can keep fuckin’ her,” I snarled. “But you say one more fuckin’ thing, you’ll be in jail just as fast as I will. And I’ll tell everybody in there she was a kid. You’ll get beat up and fucked every night of your life, after that. So be smart. Stay quiet.”

“What — what you gonna do to me?”

“What the fuck do you think, cunt?”

I slipped into position. He squirmed. Felt the knife.

“No, man — I’m not that way!”

“You fuckin’ will be.”

I pushed my dick against the back of his balls. Rubbed against his hole. He began to struggle and shake.

“Please — no, please.” His voice was beginning to rise.

I put my right hand over his mouth, the knife still in it. “Fine, call for help. Get everybody in here. Get the cops. Go ahead. Do it. Do it or shut the fuck up and take it.”

He was breathing fast. Scared. Still squirming but not as much as before. “This is — this is rape.”

I chuckled. “Can you rape a rapist when he’s raping somebody else?”

Then I used my left hand to find his hole, lined my dick up with it and pushed the head in.

He fought me. Clenched tight. Tried to wriggle away. But I had him, and I buried myself in him. To the hilt. Felt my pubes tickle against the hair on his ass.

He gasped. Cried out in pain. Choked. Dug his hands into the bedspread. Ballerina did not move.

“Keep fuckin’ her,” I whispered. Then I started to slide in and out, not too far either way. Pushing his dick against her, whether he wanted it or not. I held him tighter. Wrapped my left arm around his left leg. Felt my hand brush her pubes. Found his balls. I rubbed my thumb against them. Moved my right hand under his shirt, still holding the knife, found a tit and tickled it.

He still struggled to push me out, but between my grip on his leg — and the awareness I had a knife and could ruin his life — he couldn’t do much. And it was absolutely beautiful.

He started to cry. Kept whispering, “Please — please.”

I shifted my hand to fondle his balls. They were tight. I touched the base of his dick. It felt solid. Not raging hard, but not soft, for damn sure. I began to play with it.

I kissed his ear. He jolted it away. I smiled and licked his neck and shoulders, still pumping all the while. Felt his cheeks push against my hips. Felt the hair on his ass soft against my skin. Felt the strength of his legs push against mine. Felt sweat grow in the spots where we merged. Felt my heart pound like a jackhammer. The sensation of my jeans rubbing against my hips and ass and legs nearly made me insane. The heat from his body seemed to encompass me. Even the smell of his cologne mingled with the junk in his hair added to my joy. It was beauty. It was elegance defined.

I felt him grow hard, in spite of himself. Felt him slip in and out of her. I shifted my hand back to his leg and held him tight, kept flicking my thumb against his balls. He squirmed and whimpered and choked back sobs.

“It hurts. It hurts.”

My answer was a soft deep chuckle that turned into a growl that segued into grunts as I slipped in and out and in and out and — and after what seemed like mere seconds, I felt a familiar surge begin and I began to pump harder. Faster. Rammed him into her, deeper and deeper. She still did not react. I shifted my focus to his beautiful neck. Nibbled at his hair. At his ear. At his skin.

He still clung to the bedspread. Little whimpers escaped him. Then, just as I was about to let loose, he jolted and pushed against Ballerina. His ass clenched my dick so tight, I thought he was going to tear it off. And then he came. I could feel the shuddering sensations in his balls. Feel how his dick had become full and hard as a rock. And all I could do was let loose, myself.

Holy fucking shit, it was the best orgasm I’d ever had. Like this towering wave of joy screaming from my balls into every square inch of my body — from tits to toes to my fucking ears! I felt like I was shooting gallons into him. Filling him with my cum. Over and over and over and I didn’t want it to end. Didn’t want to let go. Didn’t want to stop pushing into him. I molded myself against him. Moved only my hips. Ground myself into him. Pulled tight on his tit. He groaned in pain; I’d accidentally cut him.

I finally caught up to myself. Still keeping hold of him, we drifted off Ballerina. Collapsed to the floor, him between my legs and me still in him, grasping him tight against me, daring him to pull himself off me. I could feel my cum trailing out of him and into my pubes, there was so much of it. And holding him like that, it only seemed right to fondle his balls and feel how slick his dick was. How hard he still was.

And realize he wasn’t wearing a condom, which might prove awkward later but was typical of scum like him.

Anyway, we lay there — and I could barely breathe, it was so overwhelming. I could have stayed like that forever.

He was sobbing, silently. I finally made myself let go and he just rolled onto the floor and curled into a little ball, his face pressed to the carpet. I looked at him. Thought of how easy it would be to slit his throat. But I figured letting him live with the knowledge he’d been raped while raping a girl, and wound up getting off on the whole process, would be a thousand times more punishment.

I stood up. Slipped my dick back into my jeans. Stepped around him and left through the bathroom. I picked up the beer, drank it and was away from the party in the space of maybe three minutes. No one paid me any attention.

[blog-i-carry-your-heart-with-me]

Review : Swordcrossed by Freya Marske

From the bestselling author of A Marvellous Light comes the most aching, yearning, wanting, lust-filled romance I have read all year!

★★★★.5 From the bestselling author of A Marvellous Light comes the most aching, yearning, wanting, lust-filled romance I have read all year! Burdened with the weight of running his family business, Matti Jay is ‘happy’ to marry if it means his family can get by, name and reputation unscathed. Running from a mysterious past, Luca Piere is trying to build a new life on his one marketable skill:…