Noah Hale has always known who he is. He's loud, dramatic, unapologetically himself, and somehow still exhausted by the world every single day. Coming out hasn't made his life easier, but he refuses to shrink himself for anyone. Asher Reeves has never been good at handling things, especially his own feelings... He's quiet, anxious, and constantly too stuck in his own head to know what's going on around him. Asher Reeves also happens to be the older brother of Noah's best friend. Although they've seen each other plenty of times over the years, they never really knew each other. One party changes everything. Noah was drunk. Asher was not. Noah didn't mean to kiss Asher. Asher definitely did not mean to kiss him back. Now Noah remembers nothing. And Asher remembers every second. In order to preserve the miniscule friendship they have, Asher chooses to keep everything a secret, keep it in like he always does. The closer they get, the harder it becomes for Asher to pretend nothing happened. What happens when the one moment that you're trying to forget is the one thing you can't escape?

[BOOK THREE] Ethan Reed has always been the golden boy. The favorite son, the captain of the volleyball team. Perfect. He has to be perfect. But after everything, Ethan finds himself crippled by the pressure of it all. It builds and it builds all the way to a breaking point, so eventually, when Ethan finally cracks under the pressure, no one is surprised. What is surprising however, is the boy that arrives to pick up the pieces. When Ethan struggles to hold it together over the road to the finals, June is there, and together, with him, his friends, and a twin brother desperately trying to heal their broken family, Ethan starts to finally feel like there might be hope after all. [NOTE - this is the THIRD book in the head over heels trilogy. it isn't a stand alone, read the others first!]

Atlas I know I have psychotic episodes that cause me to have violent tendencies that I act on without thinking twice. I am a violent guy. I am worse than the worst. And yet can you blame me, after the things I've been through? Growing up without a father, and a mother who at the start could barely cope. A younger sister, who's only male figure in her life was me. A family that went from nothing. I wasted my time away, being a good boy for my family, for my mother, for my sister. I have decided to act on those violent sides of myself, to relieve myself of the constant pressure and constant voices, pushing me to do the things. I was in no position to stop. Until I met Elijah Grey. A good boy, who's eyes pass over me, ignore me, push me out of his mind and yet I find myself wanting to be the only thing on his mind. I was obsessed with wanting to ruin him, wanting to see what would happen if I undid one perfect button from his shirt, and to ruffle his hair. What would happen if a good boy, turned bad. Let's find out. Elijah I'm a model son, a good boy, but the demons inside of me say otherwise. I am in a constant battle of wanting to be a good son, and also feeling like a stranger in my own body. I feel like my life is constantly going one hundred miles per hour, and I can't seem to slow it down. For now, I am my father's son. Take over his business when the time is right, that is only if my swimming team doesn't pay off in the long run. So why does Atlas Moreno, suddenly make me question everything. A brat prince. The bane of my existence. The bad boy, who has extremely violent tendencies, a kink that involves him getting off when he puts his fist to someone's face. And I have ended up getting caught in his eye-line. Everywhere I turn he's standing right there. Why is someone as twisted, psychotic and strange like him, chosen me to be his next fixation. And I'm not sure I want to know what the reason is.

Delilah I was always the star daughter, even if my temper at school made me a troublemaker, I had been looking after my sisters since I was ten. I lost the love of my life at fifteen. I thought nothing could get possibly get worse, that was until I met her. Abby Bove. My worst enemy, and my darkest temptation. She continues to test me. Making me lose control, with this game we play on who will bite first. I bite every time, in hopes she'll run in fear, but it only brings her closer. But I think deep down we both don't want this game to end, because then we have to admit something, something that we both are terrified of. But now I'm starting to doubt my own self - control. She was a temptation. And I was beginning to be tempted. Abby Delilah Marie Blackwood. The worst girl to ever exist. The devil incarnate, who walks with her head held high, and her nails perfectly sharp like her grey eyes. Even when I think my day was going great, it ruins the instant she looks in my direction. She was taller. Colder. Ruder. And the daughter of a Billionaire. And way out of my league. But so was I. She thinks I'll bow down to her like all the others do in fear. That I'll admit I'm scared of her. But I'm not. Her reserved and cold interior, were ones that always made me annoyed and yet so captivated by her. Because even when I'm not looking at her, I always feel her eyes trail over me. I might be making a mistake, playing this game with her. But I am far from done with it. She was heartless, and ruthless with those stormy grey eyes, and those soft yet cold lips. She was everything I should stay away from. Yet I found myself inching towards her. One time I looked at her with nothing but curiosity and attraction, now I look at her with curiosity and a deep burning hatred as she does me. I never wanted the easy life, and by the looks of it neither does she.

Eli Parker keeps his head down - at school, he's bullied; at home, he's broken. His father-abusive and an alcoholic. His only escape is the sketchbook he never lets go. Then Rafe Torres shows up. The new kid with a bad reputation and a quiet heart. His aunt isn't much around to care what he does and doesn't. He sees Eli , really sees him - and offers something Eli's never had: safety....and maybe love As their bond grows in silence , Eli begins to wonder if there's more to life than just surviving. But love can't always save you. Not from everything.

NOAH: Sharing a room with Adrian Torres was not part of my academic excellence plan. He's loud. He's always shirtless. And he seems to enjoy pissing me off a little too much. I don't like him. I don't think about his stupid smile. Or his ridiculous abs. And I definitely don't get jealous when he flirts with other people. (Which is constant.) This is fine. I'm fine. Totally, completely fine. ADRIAN: I didn't ask to share a room with the guy who humiliated me on the first day of junior year. But now I live with Noah Hart - the repressed, uptight, annoyingly organized Noah Hart. He looks at me like he wants to kill me. And I like it. Which is hilarious. Because I don't like him. I just like pissing him off. We argue. He glares. I say shit I probably shouldn't. He blushes. I pretend not to notice. (Okay, I notice. A little.) But it's nothing. It's not flirting. I don't even like men. Enemies. Roommates. Something else entirely. Room 208 is a queer slow-burn romance about two boys - one flirty, one repressed - forced to share a dorm room, and everything that unravels after. 🌈 Queer romance. Enemies to lovers. Slow burn tension. Boarding school chaos. Hot boys with no idea what to do with their feelings. 🌈 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦 🏆 #1 in QueerRomance · Sept 2025

"I always thought I was the ocean, you know? Always reaching for things I can't have. Always crashing into people who don't want me back. The moon pulls. The ocean follows. Even when it hurts." "You don't have to, Noah. Why can't you stay? Why can't the ocean stay with the shore?" *** Noah Reed has spent years trying to outrun the boy he used to be- the one who froze under his father's fists, the one who kissed a stranger under the stars and watched him disappear. When Noah and his mother escape their violent home and move to Novacrest, he's prepared to rebuild quietly: new school, new friends, a job at a café, and maybe-finally-something like peace. Milo, the sweet, steady football player who keeps showing up for him, feels like exactly that. Until Noah sees him. Eli Blake. Quarterback. Golden boy. Untouchable. And the first boy Noah ever kissed. Eli acts like he doesn't remember him at all. But his eyes say something else-fear, anger, longing, something sharp enough to cut. Thrown together for a biology project, their old summer-camp secret forces its way back, tearing open every wound Noah has tried to bury. And just when Noah's heart begins leaning toward Milo, Eli breaks through his defenses... and kisses him again. Now the past is unraveling, the truth is clawing its way out, and Noah has to choose between the boy who makes him feel safe and the boy who makes him feel seen. Because oceans don't choose what pulls them. But Noah has to- before he breaks apart for good. Book One in the Ocean & Moon series.

"They have belligerent sexual tension." "What does that even mean?" --- James and Casper have been fighting for years - they've just never gotten along, ever. And then comes along a game of Gay Chicken and a kiss that changed everything. (BoyxBoy)

Julian Montez thinks life in the quiet town of Romblon will never change, especially with his best friend, Joaquin, by his side. But when Joaquin's estranged father unexpectedly arrives and whisks him away to the city, Julian's world is turned upside down. For a while, they stay connected through letters, until one day, the messages stop. Joaquin has vanished without a trace. Years later, Julian's world shifts again when he moves to Manila with his mother's new family. Now a university student, Julian is on a mission to find Joaquin and reconnect. But when he finally tracks him down, he's faced with a harsh reality: the Joaquin he knew is gone. In his place is a slick socialite with a mean streak, and always by his side is his stunning best friend, Alexander. ****** Start Date: October 2024 End Date: March 2025 Originally published under Crimson3/Gossipgirl03 in Tagalog-English (2009) Former title: Bestfriend x Boyfriend

"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.