Escalante and Carlo stepped into the wrong world the moment they entered Camp Rock Bottom. Even the name says it all. It was like all the godliness they knew went out the window. Let's just say a couple tables were turned and a couple drinks were poured. Escalante and Carlo weren't exactly saints but the moment they stepped into that camp, they felt more saint that anything. This and that happened and when two guys are alone, the colors of the rainbow start to spread. Well, among the booze, chicks and sex there is always someone that tries to ruin the fun. Let's just pray it isn't someone we like. [May contain scenes with Strong Language, Violence, and Mature Content. Viewers discretion is advised.] Ps. My work was rated Mature by Wattpad so to read this book completely, you have to be a follower or follow me.

21-year-old Dean Clark, an architecture student, is struggling to balance his studies, two jobs, and a relationship that isn't as stable as he'd like. When he decides to find a roommate, the solution comes in the form of Isaac Nabokov, a 24-year-old Russian guy with unshakable confidence, influence, and a past that seems to hold more secrets than he's willing to share. From the very start, Dean's boyfriend and Isaac, seem ready to tear each other apart, and Dean finds himself caught in the middle of a tension that refuses to fade. But Isaac? He thrives on chaos. Especially when he's the one causing it. Dean and Isaac have nothing in common. Dean cannot stand him, and nothing could change that...Right? 🥇 #1 roommate 🥇 #1 manxman 🥇 #1 malexmale 🥇 #1 russianmen 🥇 #1 funny 🥇 #1 yearning 🥇 #1 australia 🥇 #1 gay 🥇 #1 spicy

Short story kinda long chapters . Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating. Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens. ___________________________________________ ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend. But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival. Yeah.... I wish I was kidding but I'm not . Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.

Ethan and almost every other sixteen year old that is under class is auctioned off to one person or a family. Even if you or your family doesn't want to go, you must. It has become the law due to over populating. Alexander your typical moody, mysterious but also gorgeous eighteen year old boy decides Ethan is the one he wants that night. Both of the boys' lives change when Ethan is brought to Alexanders home. Completed September 4th 2018 // #1 on homosexual - July 19th 2019 \\ // #1 on homosexuality - November 21st 2020 & Sep 22 2025 \\ //#1 on series - January 18th 2024\\ //#1 on lgbtlove - January 24th 2024\\ //#3 on LGBT - February 19th 2024\\ //#7 on gay - May 7th 2023\\ //#9 on vampire - January 20th 2021 \\

Rex is a shapeshifter and the prince of the Black Blood tribe. He is ordered by his father to find a mate, but there is a problem, to him girls just smell wrong... This story contains gaylove, sex, erotic, mushyness, shapeshifters, fiction.

Falling in love with your brother's best friends shouldn't have been as easy as it was, but here Harrison was, hopelessly and utterly in love. The only things was, they were already dating. Good thing they thought his puppy love was absolutely adorable. - bxbxb : basically just fluff and way too much smut disclaimer: this story has nothing to do with PET

COMPLETED [boyxboy] Wren Ridley is always two steps ahead of everyone, or so he thinks. His life seems out of his control when he starts having feelings for someone he knows he shouldn't, someone who he's better off avoiding at all costs. Landon Reilly is still trying to figure himself out. After coming out to his parents and nearly getting sent away to conversion therapy, he finds it hard to get close to anyone. He's ice cold, closing himself off to anyone. But when the two constantly bump into each other on their daily runs, avoiding each other becomes nearly impossible and the two are drawn to each other more than either will admit. "On Thin Ice" spinoff. Can be read as a standalone, but contains "On Thin Ice" spoilers and will make more sense if you read that first.

⚠️ 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨.⚠️ I'm not a writer, but enjoy doing it as a hobby. I wrote this book without any idea what the hell I was doing. ⤷ When Lyle Carver returns to his hometown for the summer, lies and deception seem to follow. ⤶ Beautiful cover is made by Eileenkruz <3 here on Wattpad! This book is based off a POV on my tiktok lmao.

[Book 1] Cover Design - Canva Story Genre - Romance, Drama, Action (+Mperg) Age Restriction - 15 years and older ဖခင်ဖြစ်သူကိုသ/တ်မိခဲ့ပေမယ့် သားဖြစ်သူကိုတော့ မြင်မြင်ချင်းချစ်မိသွားတဲ့ယောက်ျားတစ်ယောက်နဲ့ ဖခင်ကိုသ/တ်တဲ့လူမှန်းမသိဘဲ ချစ်မိသွားတဲ့ကောင်လေးတစ်ယောက်တို့ရဲ့အချစ်...❤️ ("ကျွန်တော်ချစ်သောဦး" ဝတ္ထုလေးကို titleနဲ့coverပြောင်းထားခြင်းဖြစ်ပါသည်) 3 June 2020 - 20 August 2020 [8277237]

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.