The Anders' family moves from Florida to Illinois after a series of distressing events that lead to the family's financial stress. In Illinois, James Anders is reunited with his long time best friend, attends a school at which he needs to hide who he truly is, and encounters the Bradford family- a family of seven attractive but dangerous boys. The oldest six happen to be extremely protective of the youngest, whom James happens to find particularly beautiful.

This is the story of Axel and Tuck: a tale of debauchery, douchebaggery, felony, and plain stupidity. It is a tale written by two best friends with nothing better to do with their law degree than write the story of their anything-but-monotonous life. DISCLAIMER: This story is a satire. Enjoy at your own risk :)

** SEQUEL TO THE FEAR OF FALLING APART** I have never really thought of myself as a bad guy. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am certainly not the greatest person in the world. I have cheated, stolen, broken hearts, gambled, and bit off far more than I can chew, but I've never thought that any of those things made me a bad guy. Right now, I feel like my life is at nothing more than a standstill. Everyone is moving on and even if I've moved continents, I'm still stuck in the same old rut as before. Blake has a boyfriend, Rose has a boyfriend, and I'm struggling to find someone to even deal with me, let alone be my boyfriend/girlfriend. Well... I guess there is this one guy. But he's a total dork. Liam Weekes has always been a little... misunderstood when it comes to relationships. He's not very good at making friends and tends to steer clear of anything and anyone who tries to get to close. He's come to America to study abroad and win back the heart of his long lost love. There's just one catch. He's already taken. What else is there to do but for Liam to sulk around the house and sleep around until he can manage to get over his heartache? Luckily, there is one person who can't really seem to leave him alone, no matter how many times Liam asks. And that's West. ***WARNING THIS WILL CONTAIN BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DONT LIKE DONT READ THANK YOU K BYE***

✔️ | A small town country boy from Texas gets the opportunity of a lifetime. A full ride scholarship to Oxford University to study Art. Leaving the farm and everyone I knew behind, it was a bittersweet moment. It's been my dream to get out of the small, soul sucking town. Everything would have been perfect... If it weren't for my sexy as hell roommate making me rethink my sexuality. Oh, did I forget to mention? He's also the bane to my existence. I'm in for a wild and confusin' ride. Published: June 2022 #1 - fluffandsmut #1 - smalltown #1 - men #1 - gaylove #3 - Lgbtq / Lgbt #2 - bxb #3 - fluffandsmut #4 - gay #1 - lgbtfiction #3 - mxm #2 - Farm #1 - comingout #3 - drama #9- boyxboy #2 - romance #2 - college #2 - cute

So, there's this girl. She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes. And then... there's her brother. He's the exact opposite. The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life. But guess which one I have a date with. Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all! Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary. When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night. *** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***

Book 3 of The Fated Chronicles Nikola Amorenia has only ever known one thing for certain throughout his entire life - that Hagen Calderon was his. His to own, his to spoil, his to love, and his to control. His. Nikola wants nothing more in life than his other half, but his mate doesn't want him. Hagen Calderon doesn't want Nikola. He doesn't want his affections or his desperate attempts at ownership. He never did and never will. But after all these years, Hagen can't deny that even if he doesn't want Nikola, he is his mate. Now, Nikola's finally of age to claim him, which means Hagen's out of time and excuses. For the first time in their lives, Nikola doesn't have to hold back. Hagen thinks he'll break him, Nikola just might, or maybe...Nik will be the best thing to ever happened to him

Book 2: The Fated Chronicles Will doesn't trust anyone. Doesn't let them in because he doesn't want to get hurt again, he can't afford to. Will is lost, he's been through too much to not be. Will doesn't know what he's doing, besides trying to make it through each day. But it's hard because Will is scared. Will is always scared. Damon is mad, he's the next in line alpha to a pack that fears him. Damon is always mad because nobody gets him, they all think he needs to be fixed, he doesn't. Damon does bad things when he's mad and even worst things when he's sad. And these days, Damon is always sad. Will and Damon are both broken. Broken pieces sometimes fit together and other times, they don't. But every once in a while, they clash until they fit just right. Will and Damon fit just right

Book 1 : The Fated Chronicles Levi Calderon. The eldest child to the alphas of the number one werewolf pack in the world, The Dark Moon Pack. Though adopted, he's never once felt unloved or lower than his other siblings. He's grown up with nothing but a loving family in a wonderful pack. But he still feels empty. The years keep passing by and he still hasn't found his mate. Levi believes he never will, because rogues don't have mates and in Levi Calderon's mind, he's a rogue.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"