Everybody on campus knew Aquarius, Deshawn, and Latavious. Three freshman football stars. Three brothers. Three boys who swore they were straight. Aquarius was the calm one the leader everybody respected. Deshawn was reckless, aggressive, and impossible to control. Latavious was the pretty favorite who could have anybody he wanted. They came to college focused on football, girls, and making it to the league. Not each other. But somewhere between late-night practices, shared dorm rooms, jealousy fueled arguments, and moments that lasted too long... things started changing. Now the line between brotherhood and something deeper is getting blurry. And the worst part? None of them know how to stop it. Helmet On is a slow-burn poly BxB football romance filled with tension, possessiveness, emotional confusion, masculinity, and messy love.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ! in this heartfelt story, a rising pop star and a famous footballer cross paths through friends, sparking an unexpected connection. as they navigate the pressures of fame and their respective careers, their bond deepens from casual friendship to something much more. amidst paparazzi, public scrutiny, and the challenges of living in the spotlight, they learn to trust each other, ultimately falling in love.

Two childhood friends. Complete opposites. Amongst the chaos of pranks and highschool, sparks fly. And love ensues. But, how will that work out?

read. tags. ! a story of a student and a soccer player who were once close drifted apart over time, only to reconnect and somehow catch feelings for each other during a life changing trip to paradise.

Paris Bennett walked away from the badge the day his older brother Elias was murdered. With no answers, no suspects, and no justice, Paris left the force behind-haunted, disillusioned, and hollow. Now he drifts through life as private security for rich kids with too much money and not enough sense, doing whatever it takes to forget the ghosts that still whisper his name. But the past doesn't stay buried. When the city's police chief corners him with a dangerous offer-go undercover in The Syndicate, one of the most ruthless gangs in the city, in exchange for new information about Elias's killer-Paris is forced to return to the life he thought he left behind. One lie. One name. That's all he needs. What he finds instead is Roman LeRoux. Cold, commanding, and impossible to read, Roman is the gang's enigmatic leader with secrets carved into his skin and blood on his hands. As Paris sinks deeper into Roman's world, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Trust becomes a luxury he can't afford-and love, a risk he never intended to take. But the deeper Paris goes, the more the lines blur-and the harder it gets to tell who's using who. In a city ruled by shadows and silence, trust is dangerous, love is deadly, and the truth? It might be the most lethal thing of all.

Everything was about to be different-but not the kind that breaks you. The kind you grow into. A good different.

Kameron Carter spent three years turning himself into a name the industry couldn't ignore - magazine covers, high fashion campaigns, viral moments, all of it. Fame kept him busy, kept him numb, kept him far away from the one person he could never get over. Saint. He wasn't supposed to see him again. But grief drags Kam back to Chicago, and suddenly the past he buried is standing right in front of him, looking better, looking worse, looking like trouble he still wants. And just like that, everything Kam built starts slipping - the discipline, the distance, the version of himself the world thinks they know. The city is louder, the spotlight harsher, and the internet is watching every move he makes... especially the ones he swears he isn't making with Saint. Between paparazzi flash, industry politics, secret reunions, online chaos, and the kind of chemistry that never learned how to die, Kam finds himself right back where he started: wanting the one man he promised himself he'd never love again. Fame made him shine. Saint makes him unravel. And the line between passion and disaster? Yeah... they're way too good at crossing it.

Zamir is a college football player on his last strike after getting into too many fights, forcing him to move into a new dorm for a "fresh start." His new roommate, Avril, is the complete opposite-carefree, messy, and always pushing buttons just for fun. From day one, they don't get along, and living together quickly turns into constant tension as Zamir tries to keep his temper in check while staying on the team and out of trouble.

SEQUEL to Below The Belt It's been five years since the ending of Below The Belt. Tyreek Kingston has retained his WBO championship since then, while also keeping his home life just as happy with his husband and son. Though his reign as champion has gone smoothly so far, he is forced to realize that he is quickly approaching the age of retirement for boxers. His only hope is that his retirement will be of his own free will by time he is far into his forties, and not forced upon him in his thirties when he's just getting started. Meanwhile, Antwon Kingston is now an eighteen year old senior in high school waiting impatiently for graduation day. He's a top scholar of his school, a valedictorian, a straight A student, and the son of the heavyweight champion of the boxing world- Despite that, he still has problems of his own. Namely, the six year long crush he's had on his best friend, Zavier, who has made it clear several times that he only has interest in women. Antwon's life starts to get confusing when he's forced to deal with his crush on his best friend while also navigating budding feelings for a new kid on the block.

"Is this right?" Aiden whispered, fingers trembling inside of me. "Tell me what to do." And then his teammate walked in. Ψ The first time Aiden Wilder touched me, he asked if he was doing it right. The second time, he begged me to teach him more. The third time, we weren't alone. Aiden is the NHL's #1 draft pick. Nineteen. Six-foot-one of raw talent and a contract worth millions. He's fast on the ice, awkward off it... and a virgin. I was hired to coach him through fame. Help him deal with the media, the fans, the pressure. Not teach him how to take off my clothes with shaking hands. Not guide his mouth between my thighs and whisper praise into his ear. Not fall for the way he moans like he means it. But then his teammate Luke Mitchell walked in-older, cockier, and definitely not as straight as everyone thinks. He saw what we were doing. He didn't walk away. He asked if we needed help. And Aiden? He said yes. Now there's three of us. No rules. No labels. No going back. But somewhere between the lessons, the touches, and the kisses we shouldn't have shared...someone caught feelings. And I'm scared it wasn't just one of them.