(bxb) Survival tip #1: Don't strangle your snowed-in roommate. Easier said than done for Miles Thompson, a college senior who just wants to cruise through his final semester with a little fun and as few complications as possible. But when a freak blizzard traps him in Logan Arver's freezing apartment---with no heating, one uselessly thin blanket, and the most irritating guy on campus---simple is officially off the table. Logan is smug, infuriatingly calm, and way too good at getting under Miles' skin. Miles is short-tempered, sleep-deprived, and absolutely not interested in making new friends. But with the snow piling up, the power on the verge of cutting out, and nowhere else to go, they're forced to navigate more than just the storm together, long after it ends.

Tall, Dark, and Handsome. Those are the words to describe Theonoah "Noah" Pierce, a Captain in Swimming Club and a top rank in Law course. He's the guy that is both brains and brawns, sexy as hell of a sin and much sought by every men and women. He has the brains, the body and the personality that knows how to control every facet of his life. He is an Alpha the golden-boy and eye-candy of everyone that surrounds him. Then there is his bestfriend, dark unruly hair, blue eyes and the bridge of his nose dusted with freckles, with milky pale white skin-Rhuidan "Rhui" Morgan. He's a typical good boy Omega; he got the brains but not the brawns. He is slender and pretty but he think he is not. A pre-med top student and kinda aloof to everybody except of course his bestfriend, who's both studying at the same school. Both caught feelings towards each other since middle school but also both oblivious to each other's feelings. When Rhui's heat cycle comes, he mostly take a long cold bath and stay on his room for days with pile of books and a bag of junkfoods, ready for his heat. But then when he thought he could handle his heat as always, he comes face-to-face with his best friend-an Alpha, and worst of all in his rut! Oh no...

In a world where marks appear on a select few individuals, Spencer lives in solitude and constant fear as one of the marked. These marks spread across his skin and appears to be veins bleeding black ink. Those without marks, or the "clean" people, detest those with marks. They target them and attack them and Spencer, living as the only openly marked boy in his town, feels like prey being hunted. Just as there is someone at the bottom of the social hierarchy, there must be someone at the top. Elio lives as the schools perfect "Golden Boy". But even perfect boys have secrets. ******** His golden hair appeared almost silver under the moon. His eyes were just as steady and just as terrifying. I didn't dare take a breath. He dropped his hand and smiled and I winced. I literally winced. He gestured to my headphones and with shaky hands I slipped them off, watching his smile bleed across his face, dripping with a new kind of terror I couldn't quite place. "Hey," he said, light and typical of his golden boy persona, "I've seen you around at school." I blinked at him, not used to a conversation this civil proceeding a murder attempt. "I'm Elio," he smiled again. It didn't reach his eyes. Again. I swallowed, hard and dry. "I know." 🏅 #1- Boyxboy- Dec 30, 2025🥇 #1- Slowburn- Dec 30, 2025🥇 #3- bxblove- Jan 03, 2026 🥉

Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #1- college roommates- 12.30.25🥇 #1- mental health- 01.02.2026 🥇 #1- gay love- 01.02.2026 🥇 #2- roommates- 12.18.25🥈 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #14- boyxboyromance- 12.15.25 #22- basketball- 12.15.25