BOOK ONE Coming out was supposed to set Julian free. Instead, it left him with a broken arm, a mother who won't stop preaching, and a silence that grows heavier every day. High school feels like a cage, and Julian is certain he doesn't belong anywhere-until Paul crashes into his world. With his inked skin, effortless charm, and a following that makes him untouchable, Paul should be the last person Julian lets close. But in Paul's arms, Julian feels something he's never known before: safe. As their connection deepens, so does the danger. Loving Paul means risking exposure, rejection, and heartbreak all over again. Worse, it means facing the cruelest voice of all-the one inside Julian's own head. Tender, raw, and unflinching, Open is a story about first love, first heartbreak, and finding the courage to believe you're worthy of both. ::: I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".

A story of two enemies attached and captivated by lust and value. "You act like you can't stand me...But the moment I get my hands on you, you're like putty." 18-year-old Addison Westbrook swears up and down that he hates Oliver Beckett. Even with their occasional fucks, he calls him his enemy. Everyone needs someone that makes them feel admired and cherished. Oliver Beckett just happened to be Addison's person. What happens when they both get hooked, physically and emotionally? Contains smut #2 in Attached- 1/18/22🩰 #5 in Freethelbgt-2/4/22🤹🏾♀️ #4 in Queer-2/12/22👩🏾⚖️ #5 in Mxm-2/14/22🩰 #4 in Manxman-2/14/22🤹🏾♀️ #1 in Gayerotic-2/15/22👩🏾⚖️ #1 in enemieswithbenefits - 2/19/22🩰 #2 in pride- 2/19/22🤹🏾♀️ #2 in boyxboyromance- 2/21/22👩🏾⚖️ #2 in freethelgbt- 3/8/22🙋🏾♀️ #3 in queer - 3/10/22 🤹🏾♀ #1 in gaylove - 3/18/2022👩🏾⚖️ #4 in enemies-3/31/2022 🙋🏾♀️ #3 in lgbtrights- 4/6/2022🙋🏾♀️🚶🏾♀️ #2 in gaypride - 4/26/2022🙋🏾♀️💃🏾 #1 in mlm- 4/26/2022🙋🏾♀️🚶🏾♀️ #1 boyxboyromance- 5/12/2022🩰 #1 in teenromance- 6/23/2022🙎🏾♀️ #9 in gay- 6/23/2022👏🏾 #1 in freethelgbt -6/29/2022🙎🏾♀️ #1gayfiction -8/13/2022💃🏾 #1 in pride - 2/ 20/ 2023💃🏾🩰 It's still something ✋🏾 #21 in Bxb- 4/18/22

Grass was green, the sky was blue, and Asher Chase hated Cas Jackson. The town's golden boy, Asher Chase had a perfect face, a perfect girlfriend, a perfect track record, and a perfect life. Or so it seemed. Cas Jackson was the complete opposite. Leather boots, smoke rings, a bad attitude, and defensive walls slammed up too high to reach, putting the two together was like pitting fire against fire. But when all comes to a head one drunken night, they might be each others only salvation. As the thin line between love and hate gets blurrier and blurrier, one thing gets clearer and clearer. Fate brought Asher and Cas together to bring everything to the surface. Now, will they be the saving grace in eachother' s narratives, or will they leave flames in their wake? #2 in pining 20/4/24 #4 in mlm 26/7/24 (cover made by @dorianrocci)

So, there's this girl. She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes. And then... there's her brother. He's the exact opposite. The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life. But guess which one I have a date with. Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all! Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary. When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night. *** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***

** SEQUEL TO THE FEAR OF FALLING APART** I have never really thought of myself as a bad guy. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am certainly not the greatest person in the world. I have cheated, stolen, broken hearts, gambled, and bit off far more than I can chew, but I've never thought that any of those things made me a bad guy. Right now, I feel like my life is at nothing more than a standstill. Everyone is moving on and even if I've moved continents, I'm still stuck in the same old rut as before. Blake has a boyfriend, Rose has a boyfriend, and I'm struggling to find someone to even deal with me, let alone be my boyfriend/girlfriend. Well... I guess there is this one guy. But he's a total dork. Liam Weekes has always been a little... misunderstood when it comes to relationships. He's not very good at making friends and tends to steer clear of anything and anyone who tries to get to close. He's come to America to study abroad and win back the heart of his long lost love. There's just one catch. He's already taken. What else is there to do but for Liam to sulk around the house and sleep around until he can manage to get over his heartache? Luckily, there is one person who can't really seem to leave him alone, no matter how many times Liam asks. And that's West. ***WARNING THIS WILL CONTAIN BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DONT LIKE DONT READ THANK YOU K BYE***

Not enemies Not lovers Just strangers with some memories. *** To put it simple, Lewis Henderson, the boy who has his life planned out, hates Weston Griffin, their school's biggest playboy for their unspoken past together. Now they're in their last year of highschool and their relationship hasn't gotten any better. But what happens when a highschool party, a few cups of beer, and a not-so-innocent kiss is the reason both boys have been thrown into a world of twisted desires. And what's worst is Lewis has none of this planned out. Warning - Sexual content, mature language, and homophobic content. Chapters with smut have a warning at the beginning.

Dallas hates his brother's best friend, Grayson Scott. He's annoying, rude and always makes fun of him for no reason. But everything changes when they share a drunken kiss... (BoyxBoy)

(ENEMIES TO LOVERS) (BXB) Everyone at school knows Ace Caldwell: The Bad Boy who was expelled from his last school for fighting. They also know Charlie Harrington: The Gay Nerd turned punching bag since he was outed in the tenth grade. When they are assigned to sit next to each other in science class, they start off on the wrong foot. But as time goes by, chemistry seems to get in the way.