You might think a resurrection is impossible, but you didn't see the way she brought me back to life. Let her speak my name over my grave, and watch as it revives me. This is book three of the Loving Kinnick Series.

"They told me I was going to survive without her. They said one day, she will be nothing but a memory. They explained how it is all going to be okay. None of them could tell me how to move on - it is possible, they say, even though they don't know how the process starts. I was alone. Again. And all people could say was it's for the better. " This is book two of the Loving Kinnick series.

"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.

A year ago Gavin was plucked from his life in New Orleans and moved fifteen hours away. With his family not talking to him, he now has to rely on the man he lives with, Zeke. He has to adhere to the rules Zeke carefully crafted long before he even met the younger man. They don't bother him most of the time, and he even can negotiate for things he wants even though sometimes there were some steep repercussions. When life suddenly slaps Gavin in the face, his once carefully crafted plans are thrown into turmoil. He worries that Zeke won't want him anymore or care for him. He starts making plans to have other places to stay, but can Zeke surprise him?

A homeless thief breaks into a house that has nothing worth stealing - except for the heart of a lonely man who is obsessed with time. ***** Blake has been living on the streets for his entire life. He never went to school, and never had a job, except for one: he is a thief, and a pretty good one at that. His new plan is to break into a rich house, steal everything he can, and move on. Everything goes well during the night of robbery right until he discovers the family secret: there is nothing worth stealing. Disappointed, he is ready to leave empty-handed, but then he stumbles on something he never thought he could possibly want, and moving on isn't an option anymore. Risking his freedom, he is now set to steal something from Time itself. || Gay || BxB || MxM || LGBT || Romance ||

After getting away from his cruel father's tyranny, Randall has to learn how to live and accept the person he was meant to be - with a little help from a local bartender... ***** An empty shell is all that's left of twenty-five-year-old Randall now. After his homophobic father found out he was gay, he had to learn to act someone else to survive through the years of abuse and humiliation. Now he has forgotten the person he once was. He refuses to remember the person he was supposed to be. Emotionally detached and unable to create relationships, Randall's lonely days repeat themselves in the same destructive pattern: go to work, work out, watch TV, and drink, with no way out of that dark, miserable corner he has built for himself. When a gay bar opens doors in his neighborhood, the fragile balance he has created with himself is in danger of being destroyed when his true self tries to break free. To make things worse, there is a new guy at his gym. A kind guy who has a nice voice and loves talking people's ears off. A guy who can see his suffering. A guy who can teach Randall to feel once again. (Warning, this novel contains verbal and physical abuse!) || Gay || BxB || MxM || LGBT || Romance ||

David is your average human. He likes to drink and gamble and has a hard time holding down a job. Throw in a demon for a best friend, and his life could be considered pretty chaotic. One day after attending his best friends wedding, he draws the attention of Mr. Black, a High Ranked demon with a lot of money and an unusual interest in David. Will this demon help David get his act together, or does he have ulterior motives? Who knows? Demons and Humans don't normally mix well after all. --- Book 1 is "And Then There Were More" This is Book 2 in the series, but can be read as a standalone. Book 3 is in the works. Story Length [70,000 Words] Highest Ranking: #1 in Supernatural on 9/12/2020 #1 in Boyslove on 11/15/2020 A spin off from "And Then There Were Five", but can be read as a standalone story. Rated Mature for sexual scenes. Warning for spoilers from "And Then There Were Five"

Sometimes you need just one person to make all the difference in the world. And even better if you get a whole family of them. Zach's been living in his car for a month now. He has nowhere to go, no job and his money is starting to run out. Life has been rough on him, growing up in an abusive home and later in life becoming the center of a vile man's attention. Just as he thinks his life is never getting better, he meets the charming business owner Dean. Zach is a broken boy and has nothing to offer to a successful businessman who's so handsome he could be on a magazine cover. But life has a way of putting the right person in your path even if you didn't know you were on the one. This is a finished, full length (80k words), slow burn romance about learning to trust, falling in love and healing after life has beaten you down. !Trigger warning: This story deals with child neglect, child abuse, domestic violence and rape. I wasn't overly descriptive about these situations, but they are still a big part of the story. !Explicit sexual scene. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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?"

(boyxboy) Meet Emmet Davidson. 31 years old, No close family, No boyfriend, His one and only friend is soon to be married. Emmet would describe his life as Empty, Quiet, Boring. he keeps looking at other people and wonders When's his turn at love. Or maybe cupid just skipped him. ‐------- There are some mature chapters in this story, be aware 16+.