Running a sex-line was never on Rory's agenda, but after needing to pay for his University fees to graduate in dance, he knows he can use the two things he's good at-his charm and his love for sex. He stands by three rules: don't give away your identity, don't meet up in person and DO NOT get attached. It's a job at the end of the day and he must remain professional. Until the one caller that makes him break the most important rule. August Wilder might look like he has the perfect life being the one to watch on the University rugby team and being the top of his class, but his demons haunt his every move. He never opens up. He never talks about his past. He will never talk about that night. When August stumbles across a sticker in the men's bathroom for a hotline, he calls it. He's not interested in the sex, he's in need to talk to someone that doesn't know who he is. After hours of calls and sleepless nights. Rory and August grow a bond, yet the secret of their identities lie between them. Tropes: Sports romance (dancer x rugby player) Shy MMC x Confident MMC Secret identity Angst/healing Close friendship group/found family Spicy Scenes Lots of fluff 18+

(mxm) 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.

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

In the day-to-day trenches of high school, it is almost the default-setting to believe we are the main character of our own coming-of-age story. This is not wrong. It's just ours isn't the only story there is. The jocks, the nerds, the cheerleaders, the losers, the stoners, the fangirls, the skaters. Everyone's the realest most important person in existence, all of them, at the same time, first-person narrators to their own stories, stumbling into each other's plot lines, defying the status-quo, catalysts to ups and downs. A deconstruction of all the high school tropes and cliches written over the years, a deep-dive into the psyche of students trying to finish high school while going through irrevocable self-discovery, the most improbable of connections, and the insufferable pains of growing up.

"Theo. If I'm not mistaken? Isn't this yours?" He extended a hand, holding my penguin printed handkerchief. My eyes couldn't have gotten so wide. I quickly swiped it out of his grasp. "Ah, t-thank you." I stuttered before walking away and out of the school, but before I did, I heard a deep chuckle behind me that I guessed was from Hunter. *** Theodore Willshire, attractive, sassy, incredibly talented and extremely intelligent. His goal is to find love. But because of his sexual preference, it's not always easy. But he has his eye on one boy. Hunter Fierro. I guess you could say he is... the cliche heartthrob of the school. He's known as the kindest, accepting and can literally make anyone fall in love with him if he wants. How will the two of them meet? Easy! They just have to recall their past... Right? As they blindly step foot into Sophomore Year. Theo will make unexpected friends, allies and enemies, maybe even meet the love of his life! What if one day, a mysterious being approaches him with an offer that seems normal at first but can change Theo's life? Highest Ranking: #1 on #LGBT #1 on #gaylove #2 on #cute #2 on #school #3 on #boyxboyromance #4 on #teen #6 on #highschool WARNING: This contains strong language, mature content and bullying. If you're not a fan of LGBTQ+ stories or BXB stories, this story is not for you. Plagarism is unbecoming for beautiful and amazing people such as my readers.

"What is your type, then?" I jolt, his question catching me off guard. Rolling my head to the side to look at him, blades of grass press against my cheek. Thank god he's not watching me because he can't see the war happening inside of my head. On the contrary, Miles eyes are fluttered shut, one of his hands resting on his stomach. Every inch of his dark skin is illuminated by the moon, like angels poured silver glitter over him. There's no part of his body that isn't tastefully sculpted, almost like he took a shearing knife to his muscles before coming here simply to carve out a perfect body to tease me with. His t-shirt pulls taunt with each breath. The fabric catches on his muscles. The words are caught in the back of my throat. You. You have always been my type. Instead, I snort. "Whatever it is, it sure as hell wasn't her." - - - Parker Graham is totally content to be living his normal life. He has everything a teenage boy could dream of: rich parents, a nice car, crazy athletic skills, the star spot on the football team, and girls from around the state chasing his every move. But that contentment is stirred up when Miles Holt moves into town. Miles is everything that Parker isn't: steadfast, tall, a party animal, bilingual, black, and openly gay... which he has no problem admitting nor proving. And, to Parker's dismay, it's love at first sight. In order to keep his life straight and continue the image of perfection, Parker cannot let out the secret of his sexuality due to his scholarships and quarterback reputation on the line. Miles shouldn't get attached regarding a court law for his messed up family. They won't risk everything just to have one shot at keeping each other in the end... will they? [boyxboy] [FINALLY COMPLETE!!! votes & comments are always appreciated!! 🤍]

Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.

Liam sees the world through a lens of optimism and charm-but even the sunniest personalities have shadows. Starting college with a fresh sense of independence, he navigates roommates, awkward dorm disasters, and the thrill of learning who he wants to be. Then Mark storms back into his life. Bigger, angrier, impossible to ignore, Mark shatters Liam's carefully constructed college calm. Old insults flare, old wounds reopen, and secrets are revealed. What starts as hatred slowly shifts as cracks appear beneath Mark's scowl and Liam's endless sunshine. The collision between them isn't a smooth descent into romance; it's messy, reluctant, and jagged.

Azrael Harrison, born to the Bloodwalkers, one of the most powerful packs of wolves in the world. Worse, they have a bloody and sadistic history, known to attack and leave none standing. Countless wars stain his family's history, and yet the worst is one that nobody can remember. One that a few are desperate to keep hidden. One that someone tries to force to light the moment Azrael takes his father's place as Alpha. Grayson, known only because of the prestigious title of Chief Warrior his father holds. He tries to avoid those around him as much as possible, fearing that one of them will come to close and see the bruises that mar his body. Forced to grow up and abandon his youth, he tries to get through a semblance of a normal life. His "normal" life is thrown out the window when Azrael grabs him one day, claiming to be his mate. Chaos ensues with the two male mates, paired together by the Goddess. It's the perfect cover for someone to begin sabotaging the fragile peace and get the revenge they have been chasing for. ✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳

Fed half-truths by his kins, an angry vampire starts to abhor werewolves. However, his longing for a certain wolf might be leading him straight to a war - between their species - just like the one fifteen years ago. ********* Book 1 | Beyond Matebond series {ManchildXManchild} Dimitri Putin, twenty-five years old, is the son of the commander-in-charge of the vampire coven in the town of Pentagon. Uncaring - although a bit perturbed - of that his arch-nemesis, wolves, he roams around the town. His aloofness towards the beasts comes to an end the night he has a run-in with a cocky werewolf outside his usual hangout place. Chris is a werewolf with a jovial persona. He is a casanova and is at the top of his game until that one night when he crosses paths with a rather delicious-looking Dimitri. Right there, Chris decides he wants a taste of the vampire. They meet, fight, go separate ways and repeat. The pattern only seems to break when a smart and powerful enemy is thrown into the mix. As they dig deeper into the identity of their foe, skeletons start spilling from dusty closets. The duo now has more baggage than ever. Will Chris and Dimitri be able to eradicate the threat together while standing united or lose the fight because of their ego? ********* 206 in #lgbt 93 in #india