Gio and Rava promised to ride or die. Now they're learning how to raise a family, a new home, and each other. They survived the streets. Raising two tiny humans won't kill them. Probably. ______ Snapshots from the life they never thought they'd get to have! ( + Noah & Marco scenes ✨ )

21-year-old Dean Clark, an architecture student, is struggling to balance his studies, two jobs, and a relationship that isn't as stable as he'd like. When he decides to find a roommate, the solution comes in the form of Isaac Nabokov, a 24-year-old Russian guy with unshakable confidence, influence, and a past that seems to hold more secrets than he's willing to share. From the very start, Dean's boyfriend and Isaac, seem ready to tear each other apart, and Dean finds himself caught in the middle of a tension that refuses to fade. But Isaac? He thrives on chaos. Especially when he's the one causing it. Dean and Isaac have nothing in common. Dean cannot stand him, and nothing could change that...Right? 🥇 #1 roommate 🥇 #1 manxman 🥇 #1 malexmale 🥇 #1 russianmen 🥇 #1 funny 🥇 #1 yearning 🥇 #1 australia 🥇 #1 gay 🥇 #1 spicy

At twenty-one, Silas Blackwood has everything going for him. A rising name, a tattoo studio in Las Vegas, a face people don't forget, and enough ego to carry all of it just fine. Then Victor Acosta arrives and ruins his pride, and eventually, his whole mental stability. Victor is the artist from Spain who walks into the biggest tattoo competition of the year, steals first place, and somehow ends up working in Silas's studio right after. He is quiet, rude, terrifyingly talented, and weirdly impossible to ignore. Which would already be bad enough. But Silas has bigger problems. For three years, he's been talking to a stranger online. Trusting him with things he's never said out loud, and missing him when he disappears. That stranger was Victor. Silas doesn't know that yet. And before he can even process the rivalry, the obsession, or why Victor feels so familiar, he finds out there are two Acosta brothers in Vegas. Twins. And he's already dating one of them. 🥇#1 - slowburn 🥇#1 - switch 🥇#1 - mmromance

Elliot and Mason have been best friends since childhood, Elliot is the younger of the two and is your typical nerdy boy. He is the head of the school robotics club; He's also gay and sometimes gets bullied for it. Luckily he always has his best friend Mason by his side; Mason is straight, popular, and on the school's hockey team. It's a miracle they're even friends with how different they are, but they somehow make it work. All that comes to a crash when on a drunken night, after a Halloween party, they both wake up nude in bed together. They don't remember much of anything, but it's obvious that they hooked up. They both freak out, Mason most of all. Now the question is, How will they navigate The Mess They Made... ⚠️ TW: Mentions of Bullying, Homophobia, Strong Language, and Mentions of Self Harm. 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦!! - Book completed April 19th, 2025 - Completed Editing June 14, 2025 - Ranked #1 in #HockeyPlayer (May 31st, 2025) - Ranked #1 in #Touching (June 5th, 2025) - Ranked #1 in #MalexMale (June 17th, 2025) - Ranked #1 in #FriendsToLovers (July 27th, 2025) - Ranked #1 in #BestFriends (July 30th, 2025) - Ranked #1 in #BxBLove (August 5th, 2025) - New original book cover, May 19th, 2025

He was born into blood. He was raised to destroy. Aarush Rathore doesn't believe in love-only power, control, and loyalty to his empire. In a world where monsters wear suits and justice is written in bullets, emotions are a weakness he can't afford. Until... Zayan. Soft. Bright. Untouched by the darkness Aarush lives in. What starts as protection slowly turns into obsession. What feels like safety turns into something dangerous. Because in Aarush's world- love isn't gentle. It's possessive. It's consuming. It's deadly. And when enemies rise, targeting the one person Aarush can't lose... he won't just protect him. He'll burn the entire world down. --- 👉 He kills without hesitation... but melts for one person.

"The boy suddenly looked up, his perfectly black eyes meeting mine. I knew, at least aesthetically, we were already opposites. His eyes were black and mine were blue; his hair was thick and long, mine was thin and short; he wore all black, I wore bright colors. But in his eyes, I saw the same thing I see every morning. I saw a certain weight I could never describe. A certain tiredness that can't be fixed with sleep. He kept looking at me and I kept looking back at him and neither of us blinked and neither of us spoke and neither of us moved. His head tilted ever so slightly I doubted it even happened. His eyes flashed something quick and familiar and I felt my eyes widen and my neck burn and my hands suddenly fighting against my body to reach out." .................. Rex doesn't have much of a social circle or a family or a connection to real life. He just does what he has to in order to survive. He studies to graduate high school on time and he smiles to get through the day, but for so long, he's done it all alone. He just wants someone to share little moments with, someone who will listen to him and stick around. After getting stuck in a blizzard, Rex meets Matteo. Matteo who doesn't talk much. Matteo who doesn't smile much. Matteo who is nothing like anything Rex has known. Slowly, those little moments Rex used to wish someone else could exist in with him, start becoming the big moments. The big moments lived in by both Rex and Matteo. ..................

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

Book one of three in the Project Trilogy MUST BE READ IN ORDER EMERY GRAY: I'm the friend who likes doing cute things for my friends if I notice they aren't mentally doing well. I enjoy making uplifting cards or beaded bracelets just so they can smile. I do this for holidays, too, because I know the holidays can be hard for some. I never knew my friend group was secretly against me the entire time. After overhearing them laugh at my expense, I'm about to walk away. When I turn, I slam right into a very tall wall of muscle that sends me backward before another hand shoots out and catches my elbow before I fall. When I look up, I see them. The infamous Triple-A. Everyone hates them. They don't trust anyone. They're cruel. Those are all things I've heard but never witnessed. After they drag me away from my supposed group of friends, they offer me a safe place with them. I decline. I declined because my brother would have my head if I accepted. If Ellis found out I befriended the group he hated, I wouldn't know what to do. But a member of Triple-A has noticed me. Alaric Benson. The jokester. The class-clown. The one with the amazing hazel eyes that I start getting lost in. No, I can't befriend Triple-A, but the offer becomes harder to resist when I realize how alone I feel. I befriended them, and they started helping me find out who I am. They aren't cruel like everyone believes. Not unless they have to be. So, where did everyone get this idea? Oh, god, someone help me. I don't know how much longer I can resist Alaric Benson. Falling in love with him is a recipe for disaster! Right? If my brother finds out, I don't know what will happen, but I can't resist him anymore. Screw the damage I'll take from the fallout. It's my life, and I need to remember that.

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

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