𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒆. 𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅. Kairo Vale doesn't do rules, feelings, or attachments. He's the guy with too many scars, a devilishly handsome smile that promises trouble, and a reputation that scares off anyone with common sense. He doesn't care what people think. Rules were meant to be broken, and hearts were made to be played with. Adrien West is his complete opposite. Golden boy, star athlete, the perfect son, the guy everyone wants to be or be with. Until he walks in on his girlfriend cheating on him. To save face, he does something insane: he asks the school's most notorious bad boy to be his fake boyfriend for a month. What starts as a game of revenge turns into something else. Because the only problem with playing pretend... is when you start wishing it was real.

We all know the cliché story of the bad boy falling for the nerdy girl, but what about a bad boy falling for another bad boy? Every Friday, Kai Yoon and Lucas Beck fight. Not only for the enjoyment of the sport, but to release the pent-up hatred they have for one another. After a drunken night, their loathe changes into something else, something new, and their school rivalry becomes insignificant. Unforeseen romance blossoms between the two, but broken families and deadly secrets prove to be perilous obstacles. Mix hidden pasts, a thirst for revenge, and an underground fight club with two of the most lethal and dangerous fighters in the state to unravel the mysteries that lay behind the badly broken. (Under editing)

They were best friends once. . . now they're on rivalling hockey teams. And neither will back down. ~~~ Once they lived in a small town and did everything together. . . Now both Jake and Alexander are in college and excelling in ice hockey. In the final year of college, Alex and Jake meet again. Both are confident on how they play, yet the games against each other's team prove both of them wrong. And when one of them experiences a really frustrating loss, things turn heated.

Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #1- college roommates- 12.30.25🥇 #1- mental health- 01.02.2026 🥇 #1- gay love- 01.02.2026 🥇 #2- roommates- 12.18.25🥈 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #14- boyxboyromance- 12.15.25 #22- basketball- 12.15.25

It was hard hating someone so much you start to obsess over them. Then again, it really was a small line between love and hate. Charlie: I shouldn't have been there. Not when Jason stood like that, and certainly not with a man on his knees before him. His eyes locked on mine, face twisted in pleasure and vulnerable. He's straight, he's straight, he's straight... Right? Jason: I knew he saw me. Blue eyes wide and lips parted. Lust or shock I didn't know, and I was too far gone to care. It was supposed to be hatred- consuming unadulterated hatred, but the second I grasped the unmistakable lust in his gaze, I was gone. Note: This work is being reedited. Majority of the story remains the same, just rewritten a little with added parts.

Set in the omegaverse, The Farmer's Omega is the story of a delicate flower surviving a perilous journey into the rural country side... Tommy is a florist from the big city with dreams of obtaining a rare flower from deep in the country. As an omega, he has always been scared to go this far from home. He is a city kid through and through, but maybe he can find some solace in the serene country side as he travels to pick up a rare flower for his garden. Things go awry when the omega's car breaks down, and Tommy finds himself stranded in the middle of nowhere. Wilhelm is as tough as they get, an alpha living alone working 80 acres and barely getting by. The last thing he ever wanted to find was a delicate flower, jilted and out of place. And yet, here Tommy was; sauntering out of the southern, summer heat and into his life. Could this be just the change he needs? Author's Note: The Farmer's Omega is a steamy 20k+ non-shifter, m/m romance with alpha/omega dynamics and hints of mpreg. There is a guaranteed Happily Ever After. 18+ readers only please!

"We're just friends." Seems to be like a motto for Vincent Chance and Soccer star Lucas Marshall. Whenever anybody asks about them all they say is 'we're just friends.' Everybody suspects they're more, Vincent's friends, Lucas' friends, the rest of the school, but they don't care what people think. It doesn't seem to matter to them that they really don't act like friends, because they're completely totally unequivocally just really very good friends. For the most part... Cover by: @enchantedpapers

My back was pressed against the wall, and our faces were merely inches away. He gently placed a finger below my chin and tilted my face upward. I tried my best to avoid his gaze. "Look at me, Sebastian." I slowly met his piercing brown eyes, and my throat went dry. He leaned in, and I shut my eyes as my heartbeat grew erratic. I could feel his hot breathing near my ear. "Do I make you nervous?" I gulped. He gently caressed my jaw. "Why have you been avoiding me, darling?" I couldn't hold it in anymore. My chest was about to burst. It was all too much for me. I opened my eyes and yelled it out. "Because I'm in fucking love with you, Finn." The moment those words left my mouth I regretted it. I covered my face with my hands, completely mortified. I was close to tears and did not want him to see me this way. I could feel him gently pry my hands away, but I kept my eyes shut, too embarassed to face him. I drew in a sharp breath when he placed his forehead on mine, my hands locked tightly in his iron grip. "God, Sebastian. You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words." And right then, his lips crashed onto mine, and nothing else mattered. -----------------

"They have belligerent sexual tension." "What does that even mean?" --- James and Casper have been fighting for years - they've just never gotten along, ever. And then comes along a game of Gay Chicken and a kiss that changed everything. (BoyxBoy)

With his career on the line, Ashton takes a blockbuster role-only to find himself starring opposite his longtime rival, Ryker Cohen. But as tension turns to sparks, hate might not be the only thing burning between them. *** With Ashton's dying career, his last lifeline was accepting the lead role in a sureshot blockbuster. But the new role had a catch, and the catch had a name: Ryker Cohen, Ashton's sole archnemesis. Can Ashton act alongside the man he has spent years despising? Will he give in to the hate? Or will Ryker's soft touch melt Ashton's stone cold heart? *** "You're crazy," Ashton whispered. "Yes," Ryker continued. "For you." "No. You're just crazy. Period." *** [mxm] [marked mature for sexual content]