Kaida lives in a small town with a mind that is too big and a soul that doesn't quite make any sense to anyone including himself and he likes to piss people off by being too loud and too brazen and too bold and too unapologetically himself, even if that includes stealing his older sister's skirts and smearing cheap eyeliner under his eyes. He hopes to live among the flowers one day, but until then, he is stuck in a world mucked up by men. He loves to cause trouble and push the boundaries, but after a boy taps his shoulder one day, he begins to hope he doesn't piss off this quiet boy too much. He looks too much like the flowers Kaida loves. Maybe he'll just make him a crown sewn together by the stems of weeds and bedazzled with the heads of the prettiest flowers he can find. Maybe that will be enough. *** #2- nonbinary- May 4, 2026🥈 #2- acceptance- May 1, 2026🥈 #3- fluffiness- May 1, 2026🥉

Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

Preston thought thirty days in chastity would be simple punishment: A locked cage, denied pleasure, a lesson in obedience after breaking his Dom's rules one too many times. He planned to fight, push and be his typical bratty self until Julian cracked and gave him what he craved. He was wrong. What begins as furious defiance slowly unravels into something deeper. Day by day the steel between his legs strips away control, noise, choice. Every denied erection, every ruined orgasm, every moment he kneels at Julian's feet and waits becomes a reminder: his cock isn't his anymore. His pleasure isn't his to take. And the quieter his mind grows, the safer he feels. It's a raw, intimate journey from resistance to surrender, where denial becomes devotion and the weight of steel teaches one stubborn submissive exactly where he was always meant to be... locked, peaceful, and utterly owned.

Barnaby Hirsch isn't one to put himself out there - he's shy and, admittedly, awkward - but desperate times call for desperate measures. When he signs up for a dating app, the last person he expects to match with is the campus' gay playboy, Gil Connolly. It should have been a one-night stand, but it's one night Barnaby can't forget. It's the closest he's ever felt to someone, the closest he's ever felt to belonging. Gil wants someone to belong to him. He has a collar, and he wants someone to wear it. Barnaby has a deer onesie, and he's starting to think, maybe, the two might look good together. "Fawned" is now available as a paperback on Amazon! This version is a first draft.

Dylan Garcia lives a quiet, uneventful life-or at least, that's what everyone thinks. By day, he's just another ordinary salaryman, but by night, he eagerly waits for the sultry whispers of "Midnight Daddy," the mysterious ASMR creator who has become his secret obsession. Dylan donates, fantasizes, and even pleasures himself to the man's commanding voice, dreaming of the day he might experience that power in real life. When a striking new neighbor, Charles Johnson, moves in next door, Dylan can't help but be drawn to him. Handsome, flawless, and blessed with a husky voice that makes Dylan's knees weak, Charles feels eerily familiar. The truth hits when Dylan hears those unmistakable moans bleeding through the wall during a livestream-his neighbor is Midnight Daddy. But when Dylan finally confronts him, Charles expects blackmail... only to be left speechless when Dylan whispers the words that could change everything: "I want to be your sub. Make me your plaything."

Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- yearn- Feb 18, 2026🥇 #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #3- literature- Feb 14, 2026🥉 #10- lgbt- Dec 26, 2025

All Cael ever wanted was a quiet life-freedom, peace, and a place to belong. But when he captures the hearts of the empire's infamous twin princes, he becomes their everything. Caught in a web of obsession and loyalty, Cael must choose between running from the past... or staying with the monsters who would burn the world just to keep him.

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

Everyone at school knows Andrew Jennings. Missing an arm. Openly gay. But when he meets star athlete Ryan Sullivan in therapy, can friendship lead to more? ***** When Andrew 'Jacky' Jennings ends up in therapy after an English assignment gone wrong, he doesn't expect to find his high school's star athlete, Ryan Sullivan, sitting in the same waiting room. After all, he and Ryan couldn't be more different: football captain, future valedictorian, and all-around nice guy, Ryan is the school's golden boy, while Andrew is known for his permanent snarl, being openly gay, and losing his left arm (along with his father and sister) in a car accident. But when Andrew learns they actually have a lot in common, he's surprised to see past the enigma that is Ryan Sullivan and his seemingly perfect life. And as the two boys begin to connect over their shared grief, depression, and teenage angst, they might just discover a little pocket of happiness for themselves -- if they're willing to fight for it. [Word count: 100,000-150,000 words] Cover designed by Lily Taylor Please read the 'Introduction' for a full list of content/trigger warnings

I need space. Those were the words Jacky said to Ryan the night before they both left for separate colleges. Now, each of them will try to learn who they are without the other. Will their paths lead them back together?