Australian tattoo artist, Kellin Quinn, moves to America to further his tattoo career after he's offered a job at San Diego's best tattoo parlor. Feminine, pastel boy Vic Fuentes finally gets the nerve to get his first tattoo. ( THIS IS A PASTEL! VIC AND PUNK! KELLIN) everyone always does pastel Kellin and Punk Vic so why not switch it up.

Mystery has always caught Kellin's attention, and the new kid Vic is no different. With a copycat of Voldemort at large, Kellin quickly finds himself battling with love and evil.

Nothing kills a man faster than his own head. When you're falling apart at the seams, who's going to be there to sew you back together? [Unedited]

*something clickbaity that will make you want to read this story* I wrote this nearly 4 years ago and it is most definitely not my best. I'd recommend you read my more recent works instead: "A Kiss and I Will Surrender" and "I Believe We're the Enemy" :)

After getting kicked out of home and living on the streets with no way of getting money, Kellin decides to become a prostitute. Vic, the owner of an underground prostitution agency takes it upon himself to train Kellin into being skilled sex worker, but keeping feelings separated from the task at hand proves to be more difficult than either of them thought.

Kellin, a hypersexual 18 year old meets the man of his dreams. The only problem being, it's his 26 year old widower therapist. How long will Vic keep up his professional facade before he gives in to the persistent boy? ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains: - Smut - Mentions of death - Suicidal actions - Rape - Abuse

(Kellic) Single, living alone, well, not so much since Lynn and Matty practically live there with him, and starting a new job. That's Kellin Quinn. He has the looks, he has the personality. He just can't find the one. Until he meets his boss, that is. Hottest bachelor in New York City, smart, dashingly good looking. That's Vic Fuentes. There isn't anything wrong with him. Kellin couldn't help but be a bit clumsy and spill his cold coffee all over Vic though. "I'm sorry, sir." It took only three words. Three words to know that Vic wanted this boy in the palm of his hand. Three words to want to feel his skin. Three words to want him.

Kellin, a freshman in college gets involved with his dorm room adviser, Vic. And what starts as a heated romance soon becomes drama, trust issues, and insecurities. Will they be able to overcome it or is it just a lost cause?

Vic, a serial killer who likes to look at it as a hobby stumbles upon a loner, Kellin. He plans on killing him but soon finds himself in a compromising situation when Kellin wants to kill himself but Vic ends up saving him and they fall for each other.

who said geeks couldn't be cute too?