" What's in it for me?" He asked, mocking seriousness. Louis raised one of his eyebrows at him. "What?" He chuckled pulling him closer again but Zayn turned his head to the other side. " What will I get if I agree?" He tucked his lower lips under his teeth. Louis' eyes sparkled with emotions. " I'll give you my heart." He stated before closing the gap between them and this time, Zayn let him.

fakeliampayne: nudes? niazkilam: I ain't about that life Au where Liam Payne is the biggest fuck boy you will ever meet.

To put it simply, Louis Tomlinson ruined Zayn Malik's life. "Did you ever even care? At all?"

(Alternate Universe) - Liam is the star of the football team, while Zayn is the weird art kid that only has two friends. When they accidentally cross paths drunk and at a party, they begin to notice each other. Was it accidental or fate?

"Hey, wanna come over and give me that blow job?" "Ew no dude, who even are you!!??"

Dominic Valentine, sexy, wealthy author. Sold thousands of copies of his last novel. To celebrate this big number, his best friend since grammar school, blindfolded him and dragged him into a gay strip club. He was furious because if someone saw him in a place like this it could be bad for his career. People are quick to judge and they’d make him look like a bad person. But all his care and caution flew out the window when he spotted the beautiful boy dancing in the cage. That beautiful boy would be Orion Harding. Orion Harding...A do it yourselfer. He’s been on his own since he was sixteen when he ran away from his foster home. His foster parents were cruel to him and one night something bad happened—or almost happened—and he decided he wasn’t going to wait around for it to turn him into a bitter, scared person and ran away. This magnificent beauty with hooded blue eyes, succulent full lips, and a sexy, sexy dancer, captured Dominic. Dominic didn’t know what it was about that boy that made him feel so enflamed with passion, lust, desire and just a little taste of love at first sight on the tip of his tongue. Whatever it was, he had to have him. And he’d do anything to make that boy fall for him.

Reign, a high school heart-breaker has never felt any affection towards anyone he dated. He thought there was something wrong with him until his best friends Drew and Floyd suggested that he could be gay. He's scared to accept that though, after all his dad's a major homophobe. Being raised from a rich household and parents that are hardly there make it difficult for Reign to have a normal family. They just had a child so they had someone to give their wealth to when they died and Reign knows it. He knows that he can't continue to become a famous runner like he hoped for. His dad already has everything planned out for him right up to his death bed. Not to mention the completely white straight fantasy wedding. What makes it worse is that he falls head over heels for no one other than his teacher. It couldn't be the boy down the street, or the nerd? No, it had to be his maths teacher. The one that's strictly off limits. Like Reign ever let something like that stop him though. Will Reign rule this whole experience out of a crush or will he learn to live, fight, love and accept who he really is?

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 --

-------Currently going through an edit------- Oliver can't cope with the loss of his identical twin, Dylan, so his mother makes him attend grief counseling. It's always the same thing, make his intro speech, listen to the others tell their stories, share a happy memory, listen to the sage words from Scott about how it will become easier. But he doesn't feel like it ever will. He blames himself for the accident that took his twin away from him. At eighteen, he feels like there's nothing left to live for. Wesley lost his wife to cancer three years ago. After months of hibernation, his sister steps in and convinces him to get help. But what is a thirty year old man going to get from sitting among strangers? One meeting changes both of their fates and starts their process of really healing. **Warning: Vulgar language and male/male action. If it's not your thing, you might want to back away now. :)

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.