Un one-shot gigante, dividido en 11 capítulos, en el que Avi Kaplan demostrará que las etiquetas apestan.

Mitch, new to the neighborhood and determined to put down roots, hopes this fresh start will provide him with the stability he's been craving. He quickly learns that the quiet life he envisioned may not be as easy as it seemed when his neighbor disrupts his new serenity with laughter, headaches, and pancakes. Scott, caught in the whirlwind of a messy breakup, finds himself stuck in the chaos of his everyday life. But when a new neighbor moves in across the street, his routine is finally disturbed. Scott begins to wonder if this unexpected connection could be the escape he's been searching for.

"I thought it would be better this way. To be safe than sorry." Avi follows Mitch's gaze, but mostly as a matter of courtesy. He doesn't seem particularly interested. "For the record-I'm sorry if I real-deathed any of your friends, Mitchell. I imagine they're hard to come by given the business you're in." . . . . WARNING: gratuitous technology in a crapsack world ahead. Mitch Grassi is a rogue Envoy on the run after refusing to perform a task for the High Table, a mysterious and expansive criminal organization. He finds unexpected refuge in the New Manhattan Continental, a long abandoned AI hotel run by Avi, who has not had a guest in fifty years.

Mitch is an inexperienced sub looking for an introduction to D/S through a virtual reality program called SafePlay. Unbeknownst to him, a bug in the program makes the program match him with a real person instead of the AI he thinks he's getting. But the more sessions Mitch has with Scott, the more he wishes that Scott were real...

"Just got my replacement First Officer. It's Mitch Grassi." "You don't sound thrilled." "It'll be fine. Just...I've met him at a few of the company mixers and" Scott cleared his throat, heat on his cheeks "He has been...aggressively flirtatious, in the past. That's going to be fun to manage." "You know you could just go for it." Matt tone turned teasing, Scott could picture his sly smile as clearly as if Scott were standing in front of him. The flight from London to New York is the first chance Scott has to get to know American Air's most surprising First Officer. It goes better than he expected.

Thirty years ago, humanity was changed. The magic they scoffed at as nothing more than fairy tales and children's illusions was real and the barrier that separated them from that and the world of the fae came crashing down. In the wake of that phenomena, new government agencies were created to deal with the problems of magic in the modern world. Humans relied on the men and women of the DMI to protect them from the abuses of magic. But when Agent Hoying finds himself in the middle of a murder investigation with a civilian on his scene, he realizes it's not just any civilian. The intruder is the Ghost, a fae that even the high Seelie court fear. Faced with a murder investigation and a possible connection to a string of killings, Agent Hoying must find a way to work with the Ghost to stop a killer before he can do the unthinkable; start a war between humanity and fae.

One minute they're bumping into eachother at an airport, and the next, they're running for their lives from a herd of zombies.

Scott has given many lives for his country, and he remembers each one perfectly. But the memory that lingers is of an English soldier he met in the final battles of WWII and never saw again.

When a spy brings news that an old inventor might have the key to finally bringing the war with Napoleon to an end, Scott Hoying, Officer of His Majesty's War Office, is dispatched north to discover if there's anything to these tales of dirigibles and flying-craft. Instead of flying-craft, however, he finds a unusual, dilapidated house - and instead of an old inventor, he finds Mitch Grassi, complete with his pet hedgehog. With Mitch's scientist grandfather missing, Scott is left trying to protect Mitch, rescue his grandfather and ensure that the secrets of flying-craft remain out of enemy hands. Vaguely steampunk-y AU in which the Napoleonic Wars didn't end with the Battle of Waterloo in 1815, but instead carried on well into the next decade.

My first ever one-shot book for Scomiche. One-shots could be fluffy, angsty, sad, happy, basically whatever I'm feeling. Possible mature content. Thanks for reading.