"I'm intimidating" Kayden asked. "Mhm" Oliver responded. "That's the last thing I wanna be to you" *** Oliver Parker was your average nerd. Alone, quiet, judged upon. Finding comfort in sweaters and books he dreamt could narrate his life. Kayden was your average quarterback. Popular, hot, high tempered, admired. Dominating the soccer field. Wealth unknown but shown. They were complete opposites, yet what'll happen when the two find themselves colliding more than they'd imagine. Heading off on their grade's last mandatory Camping trip neither of them wanted to be there. Just wanting to get through the hell of a month Oliver didn't expect to find himself getting to know the infamous Kayden Reed. Kayden didn't expect to find a certain nerd invading his walls more than he'd imagined. Read on as these two discover that letting down the walls they hold isn't so bad after all. ______________________________________________

"Am I so bad that you wouldn't even kiss me...?" Oliver and Lucas are two inseparable best friends whose dynamic changes after a badly drunk birthday party. Read how a drunk birthday party and an unknown need for a kiss changes what the two best friends had between them and what it leads them into. Uploading new chapters every 3 days Chapter names with "M" in the front have mature content This is honestly my first time writing something that I wanted to upload to a platform so I'm very open to hearing feedback on how to improve my writing. Thank you for reading this! Have an awesome day ahead. Word count : 30.1k Cover art by : hwa_rii_ on instagram

"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)

After many years, Tristan returns to his hometown. Lonely again, he wants nothing more than to relive his happiest memories. But his desired isolation gets disrupted by the appearance of... a mermaid? Now befriending the kind Clarke, the two begin to uncover the curse that plagues the town and the secrets behind their families. How far will their questions taken them? And what answers lie beyond the tide?