Isaac Harley is Eton's devilish delinquent, and Josiah Beckett's the pretentious prefect. At least, that's what the two have always presumed of each other, their true selves buried under a facade and hidden like a sin. Neither one would've ever guessed that all it took was one fateful night, one of hazy minds and absolute misery, for their masks to slip off. For them to strip each other completely bare--naked in body but more exposed in places unseen. Neither one intended for this night to happen--raw, wanton, burning hot. Neither one was prepared to touch the untouchable. 05.05.19 - 11.17.19

After losing everything, Caden stumbles into the territory of a lion pride. But not any lion pride, it's Ajax' pride. Ajax is a typical alpha male: cocky, overly confident and when he wants something he does everything to get it. And as soon as he sets his eyes on Caden, he knows that he has to have him. But Caden isn't fond of being owned and doesn't hesitate to use his claws. After all, he's a cougar and cougars tend to keep to themselves. Don't they?

Andrew, a twenty-six-year-old literature graduate, has been through more drama than many his age. From suffering obesity to arthritis, and then anorexia after drastic attempts to lose body fat, Andrew grows more conscious of his body. He shields himself from the rest of the world in a reserved cabin tucked away in a small town where he dwells in solitude and self-pity. But things can't stay the same forever and Andrew's carefully planned out walls fall around him with the arrival of his uncle's fiancee's son, Ethan. Ethan will more than disrupt Andrew's 'perfect' life. He'll also teach him the sole act of acceptance.

Sebastian is a quiet saint with a shitty past and a fear of change. Tristan is a tortured sinner and total fucking fuck-up. (But aren't we all) It all starts in a flower shop on the corner of a small Norwegian road, where Sebastian meets Tristan, and everything starts to fuck up. It makes Sebastian really start to wonder - is he a really saint, or is he sinner? (STANDALONE - 2nd book in the Sassy White Boys Trilogy)

"I didn't know you had friends like Isaac," Willa said in greeting. "I don't," muttered Jared. Isaac rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you don't. You have //one// friend like Isaac." His voice turned into this stupid mock whisper and he leaned towards Jared conspiratorially. "It's me, by the way."

What do you do when an enigmatic stranger buys you a beer and turns your life upside down? A certain stockbroker is about to find out exactly what it means to cut all losses. Copyright © 2016 by Yukigosa

WATTPAD FEATURED STORY Daniel Evans is trying not to let his crush on Jonah Clarke get in the way of their new found friendship, because Jonah Clarke is definitely not gay. Placed third in the Valentine's Day Contest hosted by @taygetsthegay

|Book One| "I don't want you!" he spat. "Well, I don't want you either!" I yelled back. My heart burned, hot tears trailed down my face as I walked away. Dask was my best friend, I didn't ever want to lose him. I guess I didn't have much of a choice this time. No matter how much we had in common, we were always completely different too. |Complete| unedited| |Sequel is Gravity|

"All I want is for him to harmonise with me. Not just in the song, but in real life, in a relationship. I want us to connect like a perfect harmony." For taygetsthegay's LGBT+ Valentine's Day one shot contest.

'There. It's done. I can walk away with my pride and the knowledge that after sixteen long years, I've finally gotten laid. (It's a pretty awesome feeling.) Before I go, though, I have to check and make sure that it's Pamela. Because let's face it: A guy has to know who he lost his V-card to. And just assuming that it was Pam isn't going to cut it. So I put the note and pen down and slowly, carefully, creep over to the ball of sheets. I was right to check. There's a tuft of white blonde hair sticking out from the top. Pamela's hair is auburn. The girl's hair is sort of short, I guess, but oh well. I slowly, carefully, lift a sheet, just to catch a glimpse of the person beneath... ...to see a guy. Looking at me calmly.'