Confused, chaotic and closeted. If you ask Milo Jiang to describe himself in three words, those are the words he would choose. Mostly because his vocabulary is extremely limited. With a life full of routine, Milo spends his time studying for tests, failing them, and studying for them all over again. Until Xen Rathore, his father's business partner's son - sorry, his obnoxious son - offers to tutor him. Only then does Milo realise that his life is a story, and not just three words. - started: august 12th, 2020. completed: october 21st, 2020.

"Levon." Todd answered, voice hard. "Todd." Levon responded just as coolly. There was a pause. "Are you busy?" "I just got back from class," Todd said. "Waiting for Betto to get out of his lab so we can go for supper." "Nice." Levon wanted to punch himself. Todd just hummed in affirmation. Another pause as Levon tried to find a way to dispel the tension in the call. "Are you good?" Todd asked when Levon failed to form a sentence, and Levon realized how out of character it was for him to call Todd. There a was a layer of concern just under Todd's indifferent tone, and the protectiveness that seemed ever present in Todd when they were younger and Todd was always saving Levon from his problems. Levon's anger seemed to melt away at that familiar sense of security. "I'm good," Levon spoke finally and a soft smile spread over his lips. "Are you good?" "I'm good," Todd said gruffly. "Are we good?" Levon asked and Todd scoffed. "What we. There is no we. We're not friends." "Wouldn't want you as a friend anyway," Levon snickered. "You're kind of an asshole." Or Todd and Levon, and their acceptance that they were never meant to be friends. (Disclaimer: there will be foul language, more fluff than plot, and BoyxBoy romance. Read at your own risk!)

Elliot Spellman wanted to live; he wanted to feel the rush everyone else did. He was tired of being just some kid in the back of the class who went home every night to study in his bedroom. That was how he found himself in an alley, dealing marijuana. He wanted this, he needed this. Not marijuana, but friends, a group, the thrill. Beatle, Mi, Trick, and Whiskey all agree that he can join them in their unlawful behavior (despite how boring his name is). And they all slowly bond, except Elliot seems to bond with Beatle more than the others. Maybe, a little too much. -- There is a second book in this universe with Whiskey as the main character it is called Asymptote --

-KIND OF MATURE- "Will I get to know your name first or...?" He said, grinning. "Miguel Valdez." "Harvey Ernest." "Well, Miguel, do you want to keep talking or get out of here?" _________________________________________________ The moment Miguel had laid his eyes on Harvey, he wanted the man in his bed. What better way to blow off some steam besides a hot one-night stand with a stranger, right? Except the stranger doesn't end up being a stranger, but his new professor. So, whatever happened between them needs to be forgotten, especially if Miguel wants to be scouted into the NFL and not jeopardize his future. And yet, Miguel just can't seem to stay away. Harvey knew immediately what his plans for the night were when he saw Miguel sitting at that bar stool. What better way to celebrate landing a new job besides a hot one-night stand with a hot stranger, right? Except the stranger ends up being his deep-in-the-closet student who could very well be scouted into the NFL. So, Harvey needs to stay away from Miguel unless he wants to get fired from the job he desperately needs. But there's something about Miguel that makes Harvey do stuff he really shouldn't. One night mistakes usually end in disasters, but sometimes, if you try hard enough, who knows....

Isaac Harley is Eton's devilish delinquent, and Josiah Beckett's the pretentious prefect. At least, that's what the two have always presumed of each other, their true selves buried under a facade and hidden like a sin. Neither one would've ever guessed that all it took was one fateful night, one of hazy minds and absolute misery, for their masks to slip off. For them to strip each other completely bare--naked in body but more exposed in places unseen. Neither one intended for this night to happen--raw, wanton, burning hot. Neither one was prepared to touch the untouchable. 05.05.19 - 11.17.19

"His soft black hair spilled out around his face, framing his face perfectly. His jaw flexed and I could see his jawline was sharp as he sucked in more smoke- his cheeks going hollow as he did. When he breathed the smoke out I felt my mouth go dry once again, watching the smoke curl and dissipate into the air as it came out his mouth."

The story of Tyler Amore and Pierce Bradford. It's frustrating and messy, but so are they.

This is NOT canon. It's basically fanfiction of the Bradford Trilogy because so many people wanted a story about Brad. So, this is what would happen if he ended up with a man.

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.

In which Michael Bradford and Ian Donnelly both struggle to find out who they are and learn something about what they could have together in the process. -This is the third of the Bradford Boys books, but you don't need to read the first two to understand what is going on here.