300 Days – My Favorite MM Romances

We’ve reached day 300 of the year, and so far I’ve read 153 books. It’s less than I normally read in a year, but hey-ho what do you do? Since my last post, I’ve read a few MF books and reread some old favorites. Here are some of my top picks from the last fifty days! 

Save the Game by J.J. Mulder

I don’t normally read books set in school. I like my characters to be properly grown up, but I enjoyed this.

After a traumatizing event and rough sophomore year, Max Kuemper does his best to keep his head down and not draw attention to himself. School and hockey are the only two things he can handle; it’s all he can do to keep himself afloat. He wants to forget about what happened to him and bring the secret to his grave. 

Confident and flirty Luke Kelly likes to play the field—dating as well as baseball. When he meets Max during a night shift at work, he takes an instant liking to him, despite the other man’s reserved exterior and shy personality. 

But secrets have a way of coming to light, and both Max and Luke will have to come to terms with what that means for their relationship. 

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Pistols and Plush Toys by D. Dove

I’ve seen this recommended several times, so I figured I should read it. I kinda liked it.

Being the son of the head of the Russian mafia means that Nikolai has learned from a young age how to be hard. Ruthless. And with the Italians taking liberties on his turf, he knows he has to send a strong message. If that message has to come from Elliot Brooks, Mattia Vitale’s sobbing boyfriend, tied up in an abandoned warehouse, then so be it.

But Nikolai is not a cruel man. And as he learns that being Mattia’s lover might not have been… easy for Elliot, Nikolai starts to treat Elliot with a softer touch…

Pistols & Plush Toys has a 3 dove rating for some on-page SA and DV (not overly graphic and not between MCs), gaslighting, manipulation, food issues, trauma, mafia-typical violence, hurt/comfort, and plushophilia. It has a guaranteed happily ever after.

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Pyhk by Eileen Glass

A couple of years ago, I read the first book in this series, and while I didn’t dislike it, I didn’t continue the series. Then I saw a post on FB where someone was raving about this series, so I read the other books. I enjoyed them!

Carter isn’t sure what to call his two alien protectors. Friends? Boyfriends? Mates? 

Or merely indiscriminate lovers with sexy purrs and tangling tails? 

He would be lost without them, he knows that. When their home is invaded by a dangerous new kind of alien slaver, they strike out into the jungle. He depends on them for food, protection, a direction to walk in. He’s helpless even for shelter and warmth. 

Thankfully, his alien lovers seem devoted, but why? Carter wishes he knew their names or anything else. Like whether the attachment he’s feeling is returned. 

With aliens, you can’t make assumptions. 

Wouldn’t it be nice if he could just ask?

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Sometimes you’ve just got to flip your big dumb alien onto his stomach and teach him a thing about masculinity.

It’s not how much you’ve got — it’s how you use it.

Finally, everything is going good for Carter. He’s not a slave. He has a roof over his head. He’s fixed his alien language translator and now can talk to Pykh and Siel, his protectors.

Thankfully, they aren’t promiscuous alien hillbillies. They’re loyal men who love him, and Carter loves them back. Our space marine is ready to settle into a new life on the fleaf’akhie planet and be happy.

But now there’s another problem. On this planet… he’s the girl?

And not just any girl, but a pale, delicate, exotic princess who must be bowed to, courted, and entertained with poems.

What’s a tough space marine to do, being treated like this?

Setting them straight would be easy, and Carter does come clean to his hopeful fathers to be, but now a golden-armored general brings a carriage to take him away to safety. Carter must play along with the princess act, or he and his new family may be turned away at the gates.

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Carter is the Omega from the Stars.

He’s magical (probably). Beautiful (definitely). And his exotic name is difficult to pronounce. He’s either going to save the fleaf’akhie home world from invaders, or he’s an invader himself in disguise, sneaking into the city!

One thing is for sure: he chose his mates for battle, not love. Siel is a fabled war hero, fierce and capable. And Pykh? He’s the muscle of the group. The brainless barbarian can’t even count coins. He’s a wild-man from who-knows-where.

How can such a family ever conform to fleaf’akhie society? How can Council Leader Ruahyr let such a dangerous group past the gate?

Well, he’s seven months pregnant with a fleaf’akhie child, so someone has to let him in…

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Wandering in Darkness by Alice Winters

This is the fourth story in the In Darkness series, and I did reread the first three before I read this, but I’ve posted them so many times already, so I figured I’d skip posting them this time around.

Cal
Our new detective agency isn’t exactly booming, and I can’t quite tell whether it’s because we’re three strange men trying to solve others’ problems or the pig.

It might be the pig.

Of course, nothing can ever be simple for too long with Felix and Lane around. When Grayson–a man I used to work with–calls, everything is thrown out of control. I’d been willing to give him my heart once, but after my world was shattered by outside forces, I’m not sure there’s any heart left to give. But life for someone like me doesn’t stay quiet… though maybe quiet isn’t what I need. Maybe someone to pull me out of my past and push me toward our future is who I’ve been waiting for all along.

Grayson
I’m determined to clean up the past and make Cal’s life better, even if he has no idea what I’m doing… even if he’s determined to never speak to me again. Yet when events lead us together, I can’t stop myself from being overwhelmingly happy to be in his presence again. He might believe that he’s a bad guy, but I see him for the amazing, kind, and funny person he is. But first we have to end the past that’s been haunting both of us once and for all. Thankfully, he’s going to be right by my side as we do it.

But why did the pig have to come along?
 

Himbo Hitman by Saxon James

This one made me laugh.

What do you do when you’re a hit man … who’s terrible at his job?

At first, I thought it would be an easy payday. A few pew pews for bad people, a couple of suitcases of cash for me. People have done worse for an honest living. Probably.

The problem is that after a couple of jobs, I’ve never actually managed to unalive someone, and not for lack of trying. Apparently, a basic requirement of a hitman is being a good shot.

Despite my constant duck-ups—that my boss knows nothing about—I’m given another name, and I very nearly follow through. Only after obliterating this guy’s ear and his fervent pleading to spare him, I’ve sent him into hiding and collected the cash anyway.

But wanted people are hard to hide, and bad guys don’t like paying big money for loose ends.

Now that Van Gogh has shown his face again—sans ear—I’ve scammed my way into his security team, which is sort of ideal since I’m now highly wanted as well.

Unfortunately, we have some “trust issues” to “work through” from our meet-shoot, and with the gorgeous bastard’s brother missing, he refuses to lay low until they’re reunited.

I’m not sold on the plan, honestly, but this guy has me questioning my sexuality along with my career path, and I’m at the point where I’m determined to see a job through to the end.

Or die trying.

But hey, at least then I’d finally deliver a body.

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Sem by Cora Rose

This is another book I’ve seen recommended several times, so I decided to read it. I don’t regret it!

Sometimes your dream guy isn’t who you think he is.
Sem has been stalking me for months. He shows up everywhere I am and lurks in the background, his eyes always on me. I don’t understand his fascination with me, but he won’t leave me alone.
He’s definitely not my type. He’s too big, too reckless, and too feral.
But then one night he breaks into my apartment and dares me to do something crazy and I can’t say no.
Then I do it again. And again.
Now it seems we’re both addicted to this secret little game.
But when I begin to see the man beneath the brutish exterior, will falling in love prove to be the most reckless bet yet?

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Clemenza Family by Leighton Greene 

I don’t normally read dark romance, but I saw someone talk about this series and figured why not. I almost quit it at the beginning of the first book, but I didn’t have the energy to search for a new book to read, so I continued. Then I was hooked and read them all LOL.

I used to be a mafia prince. Now I’m marked as prey.

Someone is systematically eliminating my Family bloodline, and I’m the last heir standing.

No money.
No allies.
No way out…except one.

An underground auction where the wealthy and the wicked bid on desperate, untouched men like me.

I expect to be sold to a stranger. Used and discarded.

Instead, I’m bought by a man with a two-decades-long vendetta against my dead father. A beast who drops ten million dollars to own me, then drags me home to a prison he built just for me.

He wants vengeance. He wants to break me. But I’m not as easy to break as he expects.
And when danger follows me into his territory, he becomes something I never expected.

A protector.
A possessor.
He keeps me safe, even while he keeps me caged.

I’m starting to think the most dangerous thing isn’t being owned by him.

It’s wanting him to keep me…

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I escaped the beast who bought me at auction. I thought I could take my throne back alone. I was wrong.

I only have one option left.

Go back to the beast.

But this time, I have a muzzle for the monster.
A choke-chain to bring him to heel.
I’ll use him. Control him. Pray that he’ll keep me alive long enough to take what’s mine.

But every night I’m under his roof, the line between strategy and surrender gets thinner. And every fight ends the same way: with his hand at my throat and me begging him not to stop.

He bought me.
He chained me.
He’s still the only thing standing between me and whoever wants me dead.

Losing him would end me.
But letting him break me might be worse.

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For twenty-one years he hated my Family. Vengeance was what kept him breathing. I was the debt he came to collect.


He bought me to avenge his father.
Kept me in the dark.
Broke me down to pieces.

Now he’d slaughter anyone who touches me.

There’s a bounty on my bloodline—and now there’s a price on his head, too.
He turned his back on his Family to put himself between me and the grave.
My enemy became my protector.
The only man I trust.

But even if we survive what’s coming, I’m not sure we’ll survive what comes after.
When we’re left alone with the truth…and each other.

Nothing on this earth gets to take him from me.
Not our enemies. Not the truth. Not even the beast himself.

He’s never begged for anything.
He’ll beg for me.

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Falling for the Felid by Louisa Masters

Books by Louisa Masters are always fun.

Secrets like mine aren’t compatible with love… so why am I falling for a felid shifter?

I’ve never watched a hockey game in my life, so being assigned as the liaison to the Warhammers, the local Community of Species Hockey League team, is the last thing I want. Worse, that’s the team Felix Ansas plays for. How do I build a good working relationship when one of the star players hates me?

Not that I blame him. I did accuse him of some pretty awful stuff, and now I need his cooperation if I’m going to fulfil my promises to my king.

I’m not the only one with something to prove. Felix needs to impress his new coach with his team spirit, and teaching me about hockey is his solution. Me and Felix, alone together? Hello, disaster.

Except… it’s not. Felix is a lot more complex than I thought, and I find myself wishing for things that can’t happen. Like sharing my own past. Like a future together.

But if the truth comes out, everything between us will shatter.

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Wilde Contracts by Maz Maddox

I’ve read these before, but I suck at reading blurbs, and I didn’t realize it was an MMM series, so I was a bit annoyed with the main character running off to be with someone other than his vampire. So now I reread it with the proper expectations LOL.

Wilde Contract Killing and Fish Training, how can I help you?

Murder contract? Piece of cake.

Find a jinn? No problem.

New necromancy powers while being followed by an unwanted vampire bodyguard?

Not so much.

I’m trained to handle all manner of undead, so I was able to take down a powerful necromancer without breaking a sweat. Okay, that’s a lie – there was tons of sweat, but I was victorious all the same.

Unfortunately, killing a necromancer comes with some repercussions.

Broody, annoying, vampire repercussions and new abilities to resurrect the dead.

Can I navigate a blood-sucking bodyguard, new powers, feelings for an attractive client and still handle this contract in time to pay my very, very late rent – all before I get super murdered in the process?

Let’s hope so.

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A necromancer, an incubus and a vampire walk into a bar….

My life’s one bad joke after another.

I’m in a race against time to steal a Death Goddess’s key before it falls into the wrong hands. There’s also a good chance the ruthless family I left behind are hot on my heels—and vying for the very same key that I’m planning to destroy.

Saving the world is tricky enough, but doing it while chronically broke is another thing entirely. I don’t have time to worry about paying my rent—even if I am late. Yet again.

And I don’t have time for romance, even if my heart has other ideas. Especially when it comes to a beautiful but distant incubus, and a vampire bodyguard I have no business finding attractive…

Talk about complicated.

But the clock’s ticking. Somehow, I’ve got to steal the key, avoid my family, and figure out my love life before things go to hell in a hand-basket.

Oh, and I need to stay alive. Can’t forget that.

All I’ve got are my shaky necromancy powers, an awkward sense of humor in the face of danger, and an empty wallet to assist me.

Piece of cake…right?

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You promised you could always find me…

Zane’s death lingers like a bad dream. I’ve been searching for months, but I can’t find him in the void. The jerk vampire died on me just as things were getting nice and complicated between us.

Meanwhile, true nightmares have been terrorizing the city. Death magic is ripping tears in reality, destroying my home, and threatening to swallow the world in darkness. If my necromancy powers hadn’t been stolen by an overly ambitious vitamin villain, I’d be able to tackle the void tears with my classic Wilde flair.

That is, if I could focus on saving the city from ruin.

I’m tangled up in hurt and heartache. Not just for my lost vampire, but for the protective and seductive incubus waiting in the wings.

With the city on the verge of chaos, my heart in shambles, and my powers stolen, I have to somehow keep my world from spiraling out of control.

But first? I’m saving my vampire.

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In the Eye of the Beholder by Dianna Roman

This is the second book in the Broken Hearts series. I read the first some time ago, so when I stumbled upon this one, I grabbed it.

The highly anticipated follow-on to Until I Saw You.

Daniel Ellis trusts no one and love, even less. His longstanding commitment to self-reliance backfires when a series of events finds an unlikely savior offering him assistance at every turn. How can the aggravating widower who’s sat at the end of his bar the past few years be his knight in shining armor?

Reluctantly taking a job as Eric Jordan’s assistant becomes more than just a means of safe haven. Working for his aloof bar patron broadens Daniel’s perspectives, threatening to tear down every wall he’s built around his heart as he begins to learn more about a man he’s always purposely ignored. All Daniel wanted was to hide from the trouble that’s following him, not have the rest of his world turned upside down by the wealthy older man who ends up being nothing he expected and everything he didn’t realize he might need.

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Pretty Broken Doll by Bree Wiley

I liked this one!

Beauty isn’t always whole.

Shilo
I’ve always been the outcast—awkward, invisible, a loser. My pet rat and my computer are my only friends. I’ve accepted the fact that I’ll probably die a lonely virgin—until I pick up the hottest man I’ve ever met for a ride home.
An impulsive invitation, a strange encounter. He’s way out of my league. Then he tosses me out, sending me back into the hole I’d crawled out from.
I didn’t think I’d ever see him again—until I walk into my new job two months later.
Turns out, he’s my new boss.

Ryann
My life is an endless cycle of work, sleep, and meaningless hookups. It’s been this way since I gave up my college dreams fifteen years ago.
One reckless decision—a disappointing fling with a stranger—shouldn’t matter. But when that stranger walks into my office two months later, everything I’ve built begins to crumble.
Because now he’s not just a stranger.
He’s my new employee.
And my twin is dating his sister.

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Higher Demon by Louisa Masters

As mentioned before, I don’t really read blurbs, so I believed these would be about the demons in the Hidden Species words, but nope! It doesn’t matter. I enjoyed it!

No matter the demon, the hunter’s role is clear…

A thousand years ago, my great-something uncle founded the Collective, a secret organization dedicated to protecting humanity from demons. The hunter tradition has been passed down over the generations, from parent to child, secure in the knowledge that the Collective is a community of safety and knowledge.

But betrayal sucks, and six years ago, it turned my world—and the Collective—upside down. After generations of deception, the hunters left behind are picking up the pieces and trying something we’ve never done before—working side by side with our enemy.

Demons, just to be clear. They’re apparently “misunderstood,” but the jury is still out on that. And I—a twentysomething archivist with an addiction to hoodies—somehow ended up as liaison to the demon ambassador.

If it sounds like a nightmare, that’s because it is. The demon ambassador is a stuck-up, pretentious twat… not to mention he could kill me with a thought. Worst of all, he’s getting under my skin in ways I never expected. But I’m the only hunter who doesn’t actively want to kill him, so… tag, I’m it.

I’ve already been betrayed by those I should have been able to trust the most. How hard can hanging out with a higher demon be?

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Seth & Raider by Katherine Diane 

I really enjoyed the first story in this, but in all honesty, I skimmed the sex scenes in the second one. The story was interesting, and I liked the characters, the myths, the environment, and so on, but yeah… a bit too many sex scenes in the second one for my liking.

The only thing worse than trekking across a dangerous desert on a nearly impossible mission? When your guide is intolerable—and irresistible.

Seth spends his days hunting down mystical artifacts. As a Curator for the Arcanum College, that’s his job. But when an arcanist murders a fellow scholar, Seth finds himself assigned instead to a dusty, thirsty, frustrating manhunt. But why him? Because, he’s been told by his superiors, he’s the only Curator sufficiently tenacious and brutal for the job. (Seth resents that.)

When the murderer vanishes at the edge of a deadly desert, Seth finds himself in need of a guide. Unfortunately, the “only one crazy enough” for the job is Raider—a man with an easy grin who is clearly a thief, liar, and rogue. (He also has illegal quicksilver in his veins, and that arcane enhancement positively screams “I’ve done bad things.”) The only thing worse than having to rely on such a reprobate? Finding him irresistibly attractive.

Raider might think the manhunt a foolish endeavor, but he’s delighted by the prospect of breaking past the barriers of the gorgeous, rigidly self-controlled Curator. That kind of intensity needs the right outlet (and Raider has such ideas). But Raider just might be asking for more trouble than he realizes—because he has barriers of his own, and some very dark secrets lurking behind them.

But that’s not the only trouble looming. Because if Seth and Raider can survive their desert journey? Seth’s manhunt will lead them into even greater dangers and mysteries.

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The revelations about Raider’s past have turned Seth’s simple manhunt into a complicated mess. He’s stepped into a tangled web of arcane mysteries and political machinations. As an experienced Curator for the Arcanum College, he can handle that. What he can’t quite handle is his feelings for Raider. There’s love—gods, he can’t deny that—but Raider’s lies have made a mess of Seth’s heart, his principles—and everything else. Because Raider himself is at the very center of this tangled web.

Raider has been running from his past for ten years. (And what was wrong with that? A strong cup of raaki, a bit of music, a gorgeously scowling Curator—what more could anyone want?) The past, however, has finally caught up with him. And if Raider wants to keep his gorgeously scowling Curator alive and well, he’s going to have to face those old nightmares—because he and Seth need each other.

Only together can they navigate the treacherous court of Empress Zarina. Only together can they survive a dangerous new mission that will take them deep into the unknown reaches of the Sands, where mythical creatures and ancient mysteries await.

Silver & Gold concludes the high-heat fantasy adventure begun in Silk & Sand. Get ready for more fabulous locations and deeper, darker secrets. And of course, all the action, humor, and sexy intensity that only these two gorgeous, complicated, irresistible men can deliver.

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Guest Post | When You’ve Caught a Werewolf

When You’ve Caught a Werewolf is out! This is a paranormal short story, and the day we’re celebrating is National Bunny Day.  

Silas has a bunny in his garden, and today is the day he’ll catch it. But right as he’s about to get out there and try, a wolf rushes toward it. Silas can’t let the wolf have his bunny, so he goes after the wolf with a fishing net… 

Read the first chapter below!

When You’ve Caught a Werewolf

What do you do when you’ve caught a werewolf in a fishing net?

Silas Applewhite only wanted to save Sam, his bunny, from becoming breakfast. He hadn’t planned on catching a wolf in a fishing net, but now when he has, he’d better feed him, right?  

After days of running, Aysoom Dhib is starving. When he spots a juicy rabbit sitting on a lawn, he pounces. He hadn’t foreseen a human interfering with his food plans, but since the human is just as juicy as the bunny, though in a different way, Aysoom doesn’t mind. But can he persuade Silas to let him stay after having tried to eat his pet?   

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Chapter 1

Aysoom Dhib ran between the pine trunks, the morning dew wetting the fur on his legs and belly. He’d been running for days, and hunger clawed in his gut. He didn’t know where he was but thought he’d traveled far enough.

He’d been shunned by the pack. Rightly so, if you went by pack rules. The pack dealt in real estate. They bought properties, rented them out to humans, and then steadily increased the rent. Aysoom wasn’t super opposed to the tactic, but he’d promised himself years ago that he’d never rent from anyone.

The problem had come when his alpha had tried to buy the old train station. It was an impressive Gothic-style building, and the plan had been to turn it into apartments and demand a ridiculous amount in rent. Aysoom believed some people would be willing to pay to live there—he might’ve been tempted to himself. Not many got to live in old train stations, or in Gothic-style houses for that matter.

Buuut…

About six years ago, Aysoom had been cornered by a group of five outcasts—betas—and there was no way he would’ve won the fight if Frey Skald hadn’t shown up.

Frey was one of the local vampires. Normally, wolves and vampires didn’t get along, but Frey had recognized him as one of the residential wolves and had intervened. No one wanted a bunch of pack-less strangers roaming around. Feral creatures.

With Frey’s help, they’d managed to get out of the situation and had sent the outcast wolves packing.

Wolves didn’t do well on their own, and castaways often bunched together, but for a pack to thrive, they needed members of all hierarchies. A group of betas would never feel like a real pack since it lacked a true leader. A group of alphas would never accomplish anything since all their time would be spent trying to assert dominance over each other. A group of omegas would be equally disastrous since no one would want to take the lead on anything.

Alphas sometimes survived as lone wolves. They were strong-willed enough to stay mostly sane, though there would always be a gaping hole where the sense of pack should be.

Aysoom hoped he was strong enough, hoped he wouldn’t go crazy.

After the incident with the outcasts, Frey had told him he’d collect on the debt Aysoom owed him.

Years had gone by without Frey demanding anything, but it ate at Aysoom.

The city they lived in—or Frey lived in, and they owned part of—wasn’t big, and chance meetings were unavoidable. The pack lived outside of the city limits, where they had access to the forest, so they could shift and run.

When the train station came up for sale, the pack leader heard about it before it was listed anywhere. During a pack meeting, he’d told them all he was trying to make a deal before it became publicly known.

The thing was, vampires were strangely attached to the place where they’d been turned, and Aysoom had heard a rumor about how Frey, when human, had been working on the railway while it was being built, and one night he had been attacked and killed in the half-built station house.

Aysoom had seen a chance to get rid of his debt and had gone to talk to Frey.

Frey had, as predicted, been appreciative of the information Aysoom had provided and had agreed the debt was paid. They’d parted ways, and Aysoom hadn’t cared much. He had no connection to the train station other than thinking it was a cool building. The pack wasn’t hurting economically, so giving Frey a heads-up didn’t seem such an issue to him.

It wasn’t until it was too late. Aysoom learned Frey had managed to convince the previous owner to sell to him, and Aysoom’s alpha had been furious. Since he didn’t think anyone could’ve known about the upcoming sale, he’d sent a group to apprehend Frey and had him tortured.

Vampires were tough, but he’d let slip Aysoom had informed him of the train station coming up for sale. He’d refused to cancel the deal and hadn’t agreed to sell it to the wolves either.

Aysoom hadn’t seen him, but he’d heard the beating he’d taken had been something out of this world.

The result?

Well, Aysoom was starving and far away from the place he’d called home his entire life. He should be happy he was still breathing, still able to run. Being thrown out of a pack was a harsh punishment, but they hadn’t broken any bones.

He needed a place to call his own. Alphas might have a chance of making it without a pack, but they needed a territory to rule over.

If he didn’t eat soon, he wouldn’t have to worry about finding somewhere to settle down. The gnawing hunger was consuming him from the inside, making him weak.

Slowing to a trot, he took in his surroundings. Pines. Pines, pines, and more pines. Yesterday, he’d managed to find some overripe bilberries, but here there was only heather as far as he could see.

He came to a stop and looked around. Where was he? How far from civilization? As tradition had it, he’d been stripped of his belongings when cast out, so he had no clothes, no money, nothing. He couldn’t wander naked into a city and ask for help. Though he should try to contact his bank as soon as possible and block his card. He didn’t think anyone in his pack would be able to guess his PIN code, but he needed a new card sent to him ASAP.

He’d need an address for them to send it to. How would he buy a house when he had no access to money and no job? No bank would grant him a loan.

He plunked down on the ground and licked his sore paws. The cool September morning wrapped around him.

It was tempting to stay there, waste away surrounded by the heather, but after a few minutes, he stood again.

He walked. He no longer had the energy to run. When an Eurasian woodcock flew up a short distance ahead of him, he cursed in his mind. Maybe he could learn to hunt birds.

He continued forward, walking in a daze, until he grew aware of the surrounding nature having changed.

Stopping, he looked around. He was in a mixed forest, and he believed there was a field ahead of him.

He crept forward.

The forest was silent. When had it gone silent? Was he the cause, or was there something else around?

Flicking his ears, he tried to pick up on sounds that didn’t belong.

When a willow warbler twittered above him, he jumped. Then he snorted at himself, shook off the tension, and continued toward the edge of the trees.

He was quiet but not overly cautious. Dew droplets were clinging to the grass, the temperature cool on the verge of chilly.

Stalking forward, he peeked out from between the tree trunks, only to still.

It was a garden.

He’d been prepared for a field, but there was a log cabin with a porch facing the forest. Lush green grass and there, below a small apple tree halfway to the cabin, was the biggest rabbit Aysoom had ever seen.

Was he hallucinating?

It was huge, dark gray, had large standing ears, and it was nibbling on an apple on the ground.

Aysoom’s stomach snarled at him.

He’d eat it. As big as it was, it would be more than one meal.

Lowering his head, he took a quiet step forward. It was busy eating the apple. He’d sneak a little closer, then he’d snatch it up.

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Silas Applewhite poured a cup of coffee and neared the patio door. He loved September, loved how nature shifted color, and how the air grew crisp.

Best of all—he’d be off work for two weeks. He’d worked his last day yesterday. While everyone else at the office took time off during the summer, he saved his vacation for the fall.

He hated hot weather; his fair skin would turn the color of a boiled lobster if he spent more than five minutes in the sun, and more often than not, he got sun eczema. Sun allergy, his mom had called it.

No, thank God for fall.

He peered out the window and sipped his coffee. His bunny was there.

It wasn’t his bunny.

It had shown up a little over two weeks ago, and he was trying to get it used to him. It wasn’t a wild rabbit, but he had no idea how it could’ve ended up here, and every day he didn’t manage to catch it, he feared it’d get eaten by a fox.

Maybe it was too big for a fox?

He’d Googled, and he believed it was a Flemish Giant, which made little to no sense. Who’d let out a fancy breed in the forest? But he couldn’t see any other reason. He had no neighbors and was surrounded by forest and fields. It couldn’t have escaped from its owner and hopped here on its own, surely. Or maybe it could have. How far did bunnies travel?

This was his grandparents’ old property he’d inherited—the luxury of being the only child of an only child. No one to share the inheritance with.

He never would’ve been able to afford something like this if it hadn’t been passed down to him. The property had both fields and forest. He leased the fields to a farmer but did next to nothing with the forest.

His mom had some of the timber harvested before she’d gotten ill and passed away, so he didn’t think he’d need to do anything for a few years. When the time came, he’d have to ask someone to help him. He knew nothing about forestry.

He took another sip of coffee and watched his bunny. He didn’t know if it was a boy or a girl, but he’d read up on everything a pet bunny needed, and he planned to litter box train it and have it moving around freely in the house.

First, he needed to get it to a vet to make sure it was healthy and get it spayed or neutered if it wasn’t already. He’d read litter box training would be hard otherwise.

Sam. He’d call them Sam. It was a good name no matter what gender they were. Did rabbits listen to their names?

He reached for his phone in his pocket. According to Google, they could learn their names, but wouldn’t come running when you called them. Hmm… It would’ve been much cooler if they came running.

While he was at it, he Googled about bunnies traveling too, and no, they didn’t go more than about six hundred feet from their burrow. Did Sam have a burrow?

What monster could’ve dumped them in the forest? Did Flemish Giants survive the winter here? What did bunnies in the wild eat when the ground was covered in snow?

No, he had to catch Sam today. This couldn’t go on any longer. They weren’t safe out there.

He sipped some more coffee and watched Sam. They looked so cute nibbling on the fallen apple. He glanced at the fishing net he had standing next to the patio door.

The guy in the sport fishing store had looked at him as if he were insane when he’d asked for a good net to catch a huge rabbit in. He described how big Sam was and how he couldn’t get within grabbing distance without them hopping away, so he needed a long handle.

Today, he’d catch them.

He’d get Sam on his first day off, then he’d spend the next two weeks socializing them. They most likely were used to humans already. Bunnies like Sam weren’t wild breeds.

Right as he was about to take another sip of coffee, Sam froze. Their ears twitched, then flattened against their back. They stomped their hind legs and took off running.

A big, dark shape followed Sam.

Silas shrieked, dropped his cup on the rug where he hoped it wouldn’t break—if it did, he’d deal with it later. Then he grabbed the fishing net and rushed out on the patio.

“Hey!”

Was it a dog?

It was huge, and it dashed after Sam.

A roar left Silas as he ran toward where Sam took a ninety-degree turn, forcing the dog to slow a fraction so as not to lose its balance. Sam looped back, circling the apple tree and zigzagging around the lawn. The dog closed in and fell behind, closed in, and fell behind.

Silas ran around like a headless hen, waving the fishing net.

For a second, he caught the dog’s eye, and fear slithered through him. Was it a dog?

He didn’t have time to hesitate. Sam would be breakfast if he didn’t get his shit together.

The next time Sam made a quick turn, Silas intercepted the dog, swung the fishing net, and managed to catch the dog’s head inside of it.

There was a snarl, and then Silas was pulled forward, but he yanked back, pleased to see Sam dash toward the tree line.

The dog growled and thrashed, but Silas held on. Whenever the dog tried to back out of the net, Silas backed too. Little by little, they were getting closer to the patio and farther away from Sam.

Silas hoped they had a bolt hole somewhere nearby. Did domestic bunnies build tunnels? Would he have to have an area where Sam could do that?

The dog stopped trying to chase after Sam but let out a menacing growl aimed at Silas.

Eeep! He didn’t look like a friendly doggie.

“Easy.” Silas was about to raise his palm in a calming gesture, but realized it would mean letting go of the net. Damn, how would he release this dog without it attacking him?

“You can’t eat Sam. If you’re hungry, I can give you something, but Sam is off limits. Do you understand?”

Golden yellow eyes met his through the net. The growling stopped, and a chill danced down Silas’ spine. There was awareness in those eyes.

“Are you hungry?” His voice quivered a little, and when the dog nodded, Silas gulped. Dogs shouldn’t nod, should they? It was not a trick commonly taught, was it? Not in response to a question, at least.

He slid his gaze over the gray, brown, and black fur and gulped. Wolf? Fear filled him. Had he caught a wolf in a fishing net?

There was no collar, and he didn’t think he was looking at a German Shepherd or Siberian Husky.

Silas looked around, but he couldn’t spot Sam anywhere. “Okay, I’ll remove the net, but you are not to follow Sam, do you hear?”

The dog nodded again. Could he be dreaming? Maybe he never got out of bed? Maybe this wasn’t real?

He removed the net from the dog’s face and took a quick step back. Damn. It was time to wake up now if this was a dream.

Slowly, he took a step in the direction of the porch, and when the dog followed, Silas forced himself to breathe. He took another step, as did the dog.

What kind of food could he give to a dog? Did they eat eggs and bacon? Bacon for sure, right? But maybe it wasn’t healthy for a dog to have something with a lot of salt.

He hurried toward the porch, and the dog kept pace with him. Blowing out a breath, he glanced at him. “All right. Eggs and bacon?”

The dog nodded again.

Silas stepped up on the porch and in through the still open door. There was spilled coffee on the floor, but the cup was intact—small favors. He sighed and went to get a cloth.

The clickety-click of dog claws against the hardwood floor sounded. Maybe he could bring the dog with him once he’d caught Sam and go to the vet. He’d need help to cut the claws. He didn’t think he’d dare try it on his own.

He grabbed the washcloth in the kitchen and went back to wipe up the coffee. Luckily, he’d drunk most of it before the fishing-net adventure.

Once done, he went to the sink to rinse the cloth, took a deep breath, and spoke. “So… you want some bacon?”

“Yes, please.”

Silas shrieked and whirled around. There in his kitchen was a naked man.

250 Days – My Favorite MM Romances

We’re 250 days into this year, and I’ve read 115 books so far. It’s less than I normally read, but it is what it is. These last fifty days, I’ve read a few MF stories, a few non-romance stories, and I’ve reread a few of my own stories to see if a sequel is in order.   

Of the MM books I’ve read, these were my favorites: 

The Reanimator’s Heart by Kara Jorgensen 

I have a sweet spot for necromancers. 

A reluctant necromancer, a man killed before his time, and the crime that brings them together.
Felipe Galvan’s life as an investigator for the Paranormal Society has been spent running into danger. Returning home from his latest case, Felipe struggles with the sudden quiet of his life until a mysterious death puts him in the path of the enigmatic Oliver Barlow.

Oliver has two secrets. One, he has been in love with the charming Felipe Galvan for years. Two, he is a necromancer, but to keep the sensible life he’s built as a medical examiner, he must hide his powers. That is until Oliver finds Felipe murdered and accidentally brings him back from the dead.

But Felipe refuses to die again until he and Oliver catch his killer. Together, Felipe and Oliver embark on an investigation to uncover a plot centuries in the making. As they close in on his killer, one thing is certain: if they don’t stop them, Felipe won’t be the last to die.

Beautiful Beasts by Eliot Grayson 

I’ve thoroughly enjoyed Eliot Grayson’s Mismatched Mates series, so I decided to give this a try. Do you like dragons? Give it a go! 

Most people run away from ferocious beasts, not headlong into their beds…

Threatened with an arranged marriage to a cruel lord who despises him, Aster claims the protection of the one man no one will dare to challenge: Sir Corin, disgraced dragon knight…and the man Aster’s sister betrayed so publicly that he fled the court for a gloomy, isolated mountain hideaway.

But Aster didn’t plan to be stranded there with one bed between them—or to give in to years of longing and beg for the monster’s forbidden touch.

Corin’s no one’s hero, not anymore—especially Aster’s. But when a royal decree makes Aster the prize for any predatory knight who can defeat him in single combat, Corin can’t seem to let him go, even though he knows the price for keeping Aster forever is more than he’s willing to pay…

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The beast doesn’t ever really get a fairytale ending…does he?

Deven’s mission is clear. All he has to do is convince the dragon to give up one of his magical scales. Lies, deception, seduction—nothing is off-limits. It should be easy. But it isn’t. Especially not when said dragon is so alluring in human form. It’s not long before Deven starts to want something way more valuable than a scale from his beautiful beast. But how do you convince a dragon to give you his heart when your entire relationship was built on deceit?

Fiora is cursed. Love can kill him. Literally kill him. So keeping his mind (and hands) off the devilishly handsome Deven shouldn’t be a challenge. But it is. Deven’s entirely too warm, too attractive, too…everything to resist. And spending time with the lovable human makes Fiora question what’s more frightening—the curse, or the possibility of a life without Deven by his side.

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The Last Omega in the Galaxy by Lilo Quie 

I normally don’t read omega stories, or it happens, but I don’t normally read Mpreg unless it happens by mistake. I was in the mood for aliens, and I saw this recommended. I enjoyed it and might continue the series. 

N01-5-2, Vil, has lived four-hundred years as a second class citizen, a reptilian hybreed created from creatures from the stars who left as mysteriously as they came. Worshiped like gods, the ancient progenitors advanced humanity with gene therapy, which became their downfall, as the very DNA they relied on poisoned them. Relegated to traveling the galaxy with his ragtag reptilian crew, they set course to an abandoned military base on an old asteroid and find something the progenitors shouldn’t have left behind frozen in wait.

N03-1, Noel, sits in wait for his rescuer. Every day he puts out a single SOS call, his cryogenic stasis limited on how much his brain can process. Dimly aware of the passage of time, he sits in contemplation of his family that left him behind, the government that controlled him, and the legacy of pain and death that remains. Every day, he says the same thing. “Today will be different.” When a hybreed soldier peers at him through the frosted glass of his stasis chamber, he knows it’ll be different this time.

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Zero Pucks by E.M. Lindsey 

I don’t read a lot of sports romances either, but this was another book I saw recommended, so I gave it a go. I do not regret it! 

Sometimes what happens in Vegas shows up at your door two weeks later to tell you that he’s the guy you married while you were blackout drunk.

Tucker:

Waking up alone in a strange hotel room, missing my prosthetic legs, and no memory of what happened the night before is not how I wanted to spend my estranged twin’s bachelor party trip.

Yet there I was, legless and zero idea how I got there. Or who I spent the night with. Which is…not great.

Though I suppose that trauma lies somewhere between losing my legs in a car accident which killed my career in the NHL, and my brother running off with my fiancée.

So, in the grand scheme of things, not the worst weekend I’ve had.

But while I’m no longer a bitter, angry man, I’m also maybe—kind of, sort of—not the most well-adjusted person on the planet. And that shows when an adorable, dimpled, wild-haired man shows up at my door to tell me that the hazy night in Vegas had a very specific ending:

At some point, after several chocolate cake shots and trauma dumping, Amedeo and I found Elvis and got married.

The easy thing to do would be to make sure the marriage isn’t valid. But when have I ever made anything in my life easy? Especially since the incentive is getting to keep this man in my orbit.

We might have had the weirdest beginning of any married couple, but now I’m feeling strangely determined to give us both the happily ever after we deserve.

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Folk by Lily Mayne 

This has been a fifty-day period of tropes I don’t normally read. You won’t see me read a lot of fae stories. There are some I really like, but while I’ll pick up a shifter or vampire book without blinking, fae makes me hesitate. I read the first two back-to-back, and I really enjoyed them. 

I first saw the Folk when I was a little boy. When they started appearing in my garden, with their unnatural, cruel beauty and honeyed words and veiled taunts. I grew up with big green eyes watching me from the forest. Whispers from the trees. Shimmering skin darting between the bushes. Black creatures always lurking in the shadows.

While they were here, I thought nothing of them. It wasn’t until they were gone that I realise it wasn’t… normal.

But it isn’t until I’m twenty-one, when my life is in ruins, that they come back to take me away.

They say I’m not fully mortal. They say I should be among them. The Unseelie Ruler wants me on her land for reasons no one will explain to me, but it’s her aloof, painfully beautiful son who captures my attention and refuses to let go.

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My mortal skin is gone.

I’m one of them. One of the Folk. And all I feel is anger.

I’m going to kill the Carlin and her sons for everything they did to me. It’s all I care about.

But first, I have to navigate this new world. My new skin. My new brother. And, when I fall into her clutches, my fae mother—the Brid. The Seelie Queen.

I don’t like what I’m becoming, but I can’t stop it. Something’s wrong with me. Something’s missing. There’s a hollow ache in my chest and I can’t fill it, no matter what I do. It’s like I’ve forgotten something vital from my time on unseelie land.

Why do I feel so incomplete? Why do I have an oath etched onto my skin, one I don’t remember making? Why is there a tiny black feather nestled in my throat that I can’t bring myself to take off?

Why do I feel so much longing every time I see a beautiful black-haired, black-eyed unseelie fae, even though I don’t remember him at all?

My life has become yet another game of cat and mouse, but this time it’s not just the Carlin and her sons trying to get me. New threats lurk, and I have to force myself into this new fae skin to be able to fight them.

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Hold Me Under by Riley Nash 

This has been on my TBR for a long time, but I’ve always scrolled past it, thinking I’ll get to it later. I was in the mood for some hurt-comfort, so I read it. It was… a lot. Good though. 

Love is cheap. Love is cruel. Love can’t save us.

Victor Lang had everything—looks, money, fame. A chance to become the greatest swimmer in history. Until a failed dope test brought him crashing down.
According to the rumors, he turned into a recluse, a drug addict, a whore. Broken beyond repair. Incapable of love.
And for some reason, he’s set his sights on me.
A freak accident in his pool throws me into a world of wealth and status and people who are willing to do anything to get what they want. Before I know it, I’m being paid to fly to Italy and pose as his boyfriend. Trapped at his side, I learn what it means to truly hate someone.
Turns out, that’s exactly what he wants.
I can’t save him, and I can’t love him. But as things fall apart and I discover the truths he’s hiding, I learn that hate can be greater than love—an obsession, a prayer, dark days and darker nights, a need to be the only one who hurts him. Hate can heal the worst wounds love leaves behind.
But I have problems of my own, a broken spirit and loved ones to protect. And I’m scared to face the things he’s waking up inside of me.

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Accidental Love by Saxon James 

I read The Husband Hoax because I saw someone posting about it and thought it sounded fun. Then a few weeks later, I saw someone ask for recommendations where someone got caught cheating and the ‘victim’ got together with the affair partner. Someone recced The Revenge Agenda, and it wasn’t until I was a few chapters in and the naked roommate showed up, I realized it was in the same series LOL. 

Christian

Being invited to my cousin’s wedding really shouldn’t be a big deal except, oh yeah, I haven’t seen my family for a decade.
My parents turned their backs on me and I’ve done everything since to become successful and show them what they lost. Only, it’s kinda hard to be a success when you’re a walking trainwreck.
So I’m going to fake it. Hire a guy with an online presence so impressive they’ll be desperate to welcome me back into the elitist fold, and roll into the wedding with the kind of confidence I’ve never felt a day in my life.
The plan’s a knockout.
Until my fake date cancels minutes before the ceremony.

Émile

One letter from my dearly departed grandfather, and suddenly I’m on a husband hunt.
He’s reworked his entire will so I’m set to inherit far more than I’m entitled to, and all because he’s asked me to use that money for “good.”
In order to get that inheritance, though, there’s one stipulation: marriage.
Even with his request, I’m tempted to stick to my original plan of getting as far from my wretched family as possible, and letting them fight it out.
But then I run into a tall drink of scattered mess outside of a wedding who’s in desperate need of a date, and the pieces click into place.
I help him, he helps me.
Marriage, money, then go our separate ways.
Easy.
Now all I have to do is stop myself from actually falling for the guy.

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Rush

When I show up to surprise my boyfriend in a barely-there festive outfit, I’m expecting him to be alone.

Not hosting family.

His fiancé’s family.

Down one boyfriend and up a lot of embarrassment, I flee with my tail between my legs. The broken heart will fade. My humiliation, not so much, but my saving grace is the fact that I never have to see either of them ever, ever again.

Until I walk into work and come face to face with my new boss.

 

Hunter

I never, in a million years, would have guessed the man hiding under his desk at work would be the one person I hoped to never see again.

My ex-fiancé’s side piece.

Apparently I can’t fire the guy because of personal issues, so I try to play nice, which is a whole lot harder to do when I find out my ex is still texting Rush. The same ex I haven’t heard from since I walked out on his begging.

Rush tells me he didn’t know about me. He tells me there were others. He also tells me our ex still wants him and so, we come up with a plan. To show him what it feels like when you want someone who doesn’t want you back.

All we need is a camera. His number. And one shared kiss.

Revenge has never been sweeter.

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On the Land, We Shoot Straight by Sasha Avice 

So… I liked this, but there is cheating, and also, bisexuality is real. The whole ‘I have sex with both men and women, but the men don’t count, I just use them to get off since I’m not gay’ pissed me off. I did enjoy the rest of it, though. 

“I ain’t no expert on what gets a man spooked.
But I reckon if you ever wanna talk on it, well then…
I reckon I’m all right at listenin’.”

Grady’s been running his ranch and farm just fine on his own since his daddy died. But when young Jesse Cole blows up on his porch, Grady hesitates before sending him on. There’s something in the way Cole turns to leave that makes Grady want to pull him back in.

There are murmurs in town about the kind of boy Cole is. The kinds of things he’s done. But as they work together and then start helping each other out because that’s just what buddies do on the land, Grady begins to feel something he’s never felt before. Something not ‘just buddies’ at all.

As the year rolls on, Grady feels himself drawn deeper into the trauma Cole won’t speak about. He ignores the warnings from his wife in the city and the gossip in town. Cole seems to think this unspeakable thing will define him forever, but the further Grady’s pulled into his orbit, the more willing he is to forfeit everyone else in his life to show him that isn’t true.

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Leave by L.A. Witt 

This is another one that’s been on my TBR for a long time, and since I was still in the mood for some hurt/comfort, I picked it up. I don’t regret it! 

Call it a situationship, call it roommates with benefits—whatever it is, Riley Sweet is mostly fine with the arrangement. After all, he’s got an awesome off-base apartment on Okinawa, and he’s got someone to hook up with on the regular with no pressure and no strings.

The problem is that he’s starting to catch feelings for the hot, aloof Marine who’s apparently interested in very specific types of fun, but nothing else. He won’t even sleep in the same bed as Riley.

Nolan Tyler is carrying a dark secret that’s kept him closed off from everyone for years. Out of shame, fear, and self-preservation, he keeps everyone at arm’s length, including Riley.

When Nolan is asked to be his brother’s best man, there’s no bowing out. Not even when going home means facing everything he enlisted to escape.

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Rent: Paid in Full by Jesse H Reign 

I’ve seen this recommended all over the place but was hesitant to read it. Then I figured maybe it’s one of those I should read for the sake of having read it. I do like it when the asshole character falls in love LOL. 

“You have something I want. Something I’ll happily buy…or rent.”

As if my life doesn’t suck enough already, my insufferable new roommate, Miller MacAvoy, seems determined to make things weird. He watches me all the time, grinning at me like a beautiful idiot, eyes boring holes into me every time I turn my back on him.

It’s the last thing I need. Things haven’t been going well. College isn’t working out at all like I’d hoped. I’m drowning in debt, waiting tables every shift I can get, and falling behind on my studies.

Something’s got to give.

I can’t go on like this much longer.

Miller, being the out-of-touch rich boy he is, keeps offering to throw cash my way. Obviously, I’d rather die than accept charity from him.

Still, he watches and waits. Insisting again and again that I have something he wants to buy. It’s insane. I have nothing of value to sell. Absolutely nothing. My phone screen is cracked and my truck could easily be mistaken for scrap.

Wait.

No!

Surely not.

He can’t possibly be thinking that.

Can he?

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Proof of Life by Raquel Riley 

I don’t know how many times I’ve looked at this cover. Many. So time to read it, right? It was a rough one, but so worth it. 

Love heals even the deepest wounds.

–West

After giving twelve years of my life to the service, I didn’t just lose my leg. I lost everything, including my career. When the dust settled, the only person still standing by my side in the rubble was Brandt —the single lifeline I had left to a world I didn’t want to live in anymore.

With painstaking care, he healed my body and my mind. When he eventually started healing my heart, I realized I didn’t just need him in my life, I needed him in ways I’d never wanted him before.

–Brandt

Watching West struggle every day was tearing me apart. If he could only see what I do, he wouldn’t see flaws and hopelessness. He’d see a courageous, selfless, brilliant leader. A guy with no filter, who always makes me laugh. Someone who never asks questions before offering to bail my ass out of trouble.

He’d see the man I’ve come to love as more than just my best friend.

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