[𝐌𝐌] 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐇𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 - Cocky, unserious, and above all else, crazy attractive. Under a Japanese mafia called the Vipers, the redheaded Sage Fraser works as one of the leader's right-hand men. And he's got a not-so-secret obsession with his boyfriend. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 - Quiet, reserved, and bratty. Finn Becker sees himself as the opposite of his redheaded counterpart. To him, it was a miracle that the two of them ended up together. After all, he hated Sage. But Sage isn't one to back down from a challenge. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Months ago, the two of them went through hell and back in Chicago. Even acting against a psychopath that caused Finn to lose the majority of his hearing. Adjusting to his new situation poses many difficulties, leaving him to recede from his life and friends. Sage is willing to do anything that will revive the boyfriend he worked two years for from the empty shell who's been by his side. But instead of crafting their love anew, a terrible rift emerges. One that makes them split farther than they have before. And so, the hunt begins. A ruthless game of hide-and-seek. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: Strong Language, Violence, Gore, Explicit Mature/Sexual Content, Gun Play, Primal Play, and Stalking.

𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬, 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐑 - Manipulative, arrogant, and terrifying. He claims to be a good citizen who helps, all while using non-traditional methods. Eros Montell is an editor-in-chief for a news journal, running the company he's under like his own. No one suspects that the person covering stories on murderers might actually be one too. After firing just nine assistants in only a month, his tenth becomes the one that catches his attention the most. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 - Pretty, tempting, and headstrong. The former mafia princess who's been tasked with finding the root of the drug cases that have spread around the city like wildfire. Under the guise of an assistant, Mavis Loman becomes acquainted with her boss in more ways than she'd like. Two years after killing her father, she finds herself now entangled with the Vipers. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ The stage is set for them, and the play relies entirely on the trust between the actors. Though, it seems the darkness Mavis is chasing has been beside her all along. She falls into a dangerous game of deceit, one that ropes in her beloved friends too. It's up to her to call the shots that'll make or break her victory. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: Strong Language, Violence, Gore, Mature Content, Bullying, and Serious Mentions of Mental Illness.

Quinn Notch doesn't think much of himself. In fact he doesn't think much of anything on this planet. He rather sit on his computer, writing and letting his imagination carry him, than go outside and see the beauty of the world. Interest in the mundane activities is hard to come by for the young writer, and just when he hits a lull in his normal day to day life, the entire world he had created up until then is obliterated. Orin Civil could pierce your heart with one look from those inhumanly cold eyes. He's model gorgeous, and when he walks by the shock of silver hair draws your gaze, if not that, it's the simple way in which he carries himself. To Orin every day is a new experience, and if he has to spice things up a bit for a little fun, then why not? When Orin comes in contact with the very average looking writer, Quinn, who doesn't seem to find anything exciting, Orin can't help but think he's found a new fascination. The two boys will change each other, for the better, for the worst. Change is inevitable, but deep down, so is true nature. When you could burn as bright as a midnight sky, why bother with the daylight? ~ Some people shine like stars in a dark sky. Some people just outshine the rest of us. Orin Civil was one of those people. With his perfect, tousled gray hair and those blue eyes, so cold, they could only be made of ice, he could light up my midnight sky, and burn me into the next galaxy. ~~~~~ This is a boyxboy story. That entails steamy action between two guys. If you don't like, don't read. I will not tolerate hate. Love is love, no one has the right to decide who someone loves. This is also a heavy story, some scenes are graphic, please if you struggle with depression please read with caution and inbox me if you need someone to talk to.

Dawson has had it rough. Not as bad as some, worse than others. He lives in constant secret, heart ache and pain. After his parents died he under went a transformation, rendering him unrecognizable. After three years of pain, cutting, and one suicide attempt, he returns to his hometown. As Dawson hides his identity, it will become harder and harder to seal away the truth when faces from the past start revealing themselves, including his gorgeous ex best friend Alec. Only Dawson isn't the only one with secrets and when a lie reaches Dawson's ears, it will take all he has in him to protect the one thing he has left. Himself. Dealing with depression is hard, and Dawson will have to learn it's not something that can be handled alone. He'll have to open up his heart once more, even if it risks him getting hurt, if he wants to achieve happiness. ---------------------------- This is a trigger warning, to anyone that has problems with self-harm I recommend you don't read this as there are some graphic scenes. Also, this is a boyxboy story, so if you don't like hot steamy action between two boys, this is not the story for you. If you don't like it you shouldn't even be reading this anyway and I will not tolerate hate. You do not choose your sexuality and no one else has the right to make someone feel bad about who they are. Also, if any of you are having problems, or the story has triggered you, please inbox me. I love to hear from my readers.

Beau HATES Oliver Fowler. But Oliver doesn't hate Beau.. quite the opposite actually. Oliver is the univeristies 'Golden Boy', adored and admired by all. ...well, um, everyone except Beau. *** Oliver lets out a strangled laugh, placing his hand against my chest and pushing me back against the wall. Hard. "If I am so golden, how come I am doing this?" My brows draw. "Doing wha-" I don't have time to finish my sentence, because Oliver Fowler has slammed his lips onto mine. ***