❝can you stop blasting chase atlantic so damn loudly at 3am?❞ ❝depends, can you stop crying so damn loudly at 3am?❞ 〤 caleb just made the decision to get his own apartment so he could get some time away from his family and live closer to his university as well. however, there seems to be just one problem. every morning at 3am, the boy next door begins to blast his chase atlantic playlist loud enough for the entire colony to hear and it's begun to get on caleb's nerves. 〤 lowercase intended. (completed) . milestones: #1 in MXM - 5/30/2020 #1 in BOYXBOY - 6/1/2020 #1 in BXB - 6/1/2020 #3 in LGBTFICTION - 6/11/2020 #2 in GAY - 6/13/2020 #1 in GAY - 6/15/2020 1M reads - 8/13/2020 #3 in LGBT - 8/17/2020

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

"You are mine to kiss," Damian kisses me and runs his hands through my hair. "You're mine to own," He sank his teeth into my shoulder, marking me and owning me forever since we were mates. "You are mine too fuck," He bends me over his desk, thrusting deep inside of me. "You are mine to love," He trails kisses all over my neck, whispering words of love and affection in my ear. "You. Are. Mine." Damian Reed gives me a beautiful diamond ring, which must cost a fortune, but he doesn't care how much money he spends on me, he could give me the world. Damian Reed is my stepbrother, we have a strained relationship, we always avoided each other, and I think he hates my existence. He's an Alpha, he's hot, cruel and a total player, jumping between girls since he doesn't believe in mates. Until he finds out that I'm his mate, his omega, our bond is forbidden and taboo, but he sets his mind to own every single part of me even if he has to kill those around him. [𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬]

Theo Moretti, a 27 years old feared and emotionless mafia enforcer, lives a life of violence, control, and isolation.. Peter Antonio is 18 but seems younger. An autistic. He lives in a world of his own, filled with colors, textures, and imaginary friends. He's non-verbal on some days, overstimulated on others, and always unapologetically himself. To Theo, Peter is confusing. To Peter, Theo is terrifying-but interesting. Their journey is not easy. Various threats, sudden ambushes and loss of more strength. But they hold on to each other like an anchor. Believing it will end and they can live happily ever after. But only one thing matters. As long as Peter Antonio is by his side, he will burn the whole world for him. Just to see the boy's smile. His giggles. His passion of drawing. MLM