Chan was ruthless Underboss. One of the most powerful men in the Mafia. But he was in a need of a safe place for his mind. That is how he found a coffee shop with a pretty barista. Chanin/JeongChan ff where Chan is a Underboss and Jeongin is a barista.

Charlie has been pining over Adam for awhile now and Adam likes him back but his heart hasn't told his brain yet, so maybe Adam isn't quite in the know yet.

"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

The story is posted separately on my account. I AM REWRITING IT. I suggest reading the other book instead of this one. "It was you... The one I fell in love with. This entire time, it was you." *** It all started with the end. Han Jisung─an orphan whose only goal for the future is to build a better life for himself and his sister─and Lee Minho─also known as Venom, a notorious personality of the organized crime world─cross paths when the latter accuses Jisung of stealing the three kilograms of cocaine that were mistakenly delivered to his house. Forced to choose between paying an unaffordable debt or dying at the hand of the scary gangster who won't stop following him around, Jisung is convinced that his problem could never worsen, but when Minho reveals his actual plans, he has to face an outcome that's far more terrible than death would have been. Minho drags him into the Mafia, strips him of his freedom, gives him a new identity, and assigns him to a mission that will irrevocably tie the two of them together until death does them apart. Arranged marriage. MAFIA AU 16+ (tws in the introduction) Current word count: 113K Not finished yet. 28/85 chapters written. Updated regularly You can also find this story on Ao3 (I have the same username) Cover made by me

[BxB] Waking up next to someone after having a little too much to drink was no new, riveting story in this day and age. Waking up next to another boy, when you were also a boy, was a little more interesting, but still nothing to write home about. But waking up in Nico Beckett's sheets? To Wesley, it was a nightmare come to life. ~~~ Wesley Dillon's life was uneventful, and frankly, he liked it that way. He didn't get into trouble, he kept his grades up, he played it safe. He never did anything to rock the boat he was floating in, the calm waters of his lake left undisturbed. Now starting his last year in high school, Wes was content to continue living his life as he always has - but sometimes, and only sometimes, he caught himself wishing that something could make ripples in his tiny world. What he wasn't ready for were the waves that were Nico Beckett - a troublemaker, womaniser, and an incredibly popular boy at his school. He was everything Wes was not. Nico was the type of guy that Wes never wanted to associate with, but after waking up in his arms with panic in his chest and pains everywhere else, he realised that his life was going to get much, much more complicated. It took him everything to try not to drown as the waves pulled him further and further down. But, somewhere along the way, he wasn't sure that drowning was actually a bad thing. ~~~ #1 in romance (29/09/19) #1 in LGBT (07/09/2019) #1 in bxb (07/09/2019) #1 in boyxboy (08/09/2019) #1 in gay (11/09/2019) #1 in highschool (29/09/19) #1 in school (17/10/19) #1 in comingofage (01/10/19) #1 in slowburn (02/10/19) #1 in BL (04/10/19) #1 in lovetriangle (05/10/19) #1 in family (31/10/19) #1 in comingoutofthecloset (08/01/20) #1 in writtenwithpride (19/06/21) #4 in love (07/03/21)

"I'm glad we bumped into each other tonight Justin." "Me too Eddy. Me too." As the final words leave Justin's mouth, we drift off into sleep - his arms engulfing me in a blanket of warmth and protection. The alcohol could be affecting my senses right now, but I'm pretty sure there's something hard poking me in the back. ********** After being dared to steal the trophy of his rival University, a Buckingham University freshman climbs into the nearest window available when escaping his pursuers. But what happens when the room he enters belongs to the very captain of the team he is robbing? Find out in I saw the Captain in his Underwear. - YOP

Book three of the Look at Me series, Chan is navigating his relationship with Jeongin, working on the difficulties they've had. While they are both committed to seeing their relationship succeed, Chan is haunted by those who touched what is his, and he will not rest until every last one pays for the wrongs done to his lover and those closest to him. With help from his friends, Chan is seeking revenge. Can they heal the wounds left by these memories? Or will they fester and become toxic?

He wasn't letting go of my wrist. Maybe he was scared I would run away if he did. - "It's okay, you don't have to say anything Sean" I cut him off. "It's just... I didn't know you were gay" I said, slowering on the last part. I was still pretty shocked, to be honest. He let out a breath of relief. - "I'm not" He said, becoming his old confident self again. - "Well, you were with a guy" I answered in what sounded like a "duh" tone, joking a bit. - "Yeah I know, thanks" He answered in the same tone, his lips forming a half smile as he was joking a bit too. "Listen" He started, then sighed slitgthly. "I am bisexual" He finally let out.

"Look at me Axel . I'm sorry I never should've- His lips were on mine and I grabbed his waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. His lips felt soft against mine and soon they were brushing against my neck. I stared into his eyes, green beautiful and endless. I thought to myself, this is what I wanted. Axel Williams is the smartest boy in his class maybe in the entire school. He loves homework , avoids parties and is exstremely introverted. Every jock asks him to help them boost their grades and he helps them, keeping him off most bullies lists and earning him enough money for college. Duncan Lawrence is a jock, popular cute and probably any guys hero. He is the football captain and pretty much dominates the school. His only problem is that he's not good with words. What will happen when these two souls meet? Will Duncan make the right choice? Will Axel come to terms with his sexuality? ⚠️THIS STORY CONTAINS BOY X BOY ROMANCE ⚠️

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. ***