When Mia Valentine is unceremoniously cheated on and dumped by her boyfriend Max, Mia is determined to make him jealous. When her roommate suggests she gets a fake girlfriend to get back at him, she's hesitant. But Cass Frost, the captain of the girl's rugby team is just as keen to help her get back at her ex boyfriend, and Mia begrudgingly agrees. // completed nanowrimo 2018 story // completed 14th feb 2019 #1 in valentines #2 in girlxgirl #4 in lgbtfiction #5 in nanowrimo #18 in freethelgbt #20 in lgbt

"We all make mistakes, officer. It happens to the best of us." "Really? Well what if I told you that he isn't who you think he is?" - When an innocent teenager rises from the dead, he is forced to leave his old life behind. But when he runs into some familiar company, his heart throws him for a loop. - Can you fall in love with a killer? Even your own?

After years of being told what to do and how to act and what to wear and who to be friends with, after years of not being able to be themselves in their own homes, after years of being made to believe that money and power and status were more important than their feelings, Scott and Mitch finally decided that enough was enough. Now they're going to have a bit of fun. (friends with benefits / high school au in which Scott and Mitch are.. well, super rich kids)

Scott, Mitch, and Kirstin have been born into a world of magic. They must participate in a ceremony that matches them with an animal familiar, but things don't go as expected. As they navigate the consequences of that botched ceremony, and try to accept their fate and their powerful new destiny, Scott and Mitch will also explore their feelings for each other, a whole separate kind of magic. This will be 5 short-ish parts. I hope you enjoy! Shout out to the crazily talented @GleefulChibi for the perfect cover art.

Mitch Grassi is a florist. He uses his knowledge to make the most appropriate arrangements for his clients and to confess his feelings towards an oblivious regular of the shop. - A collection of cute oneshots.

He's captivating, I was enraptured from the moment I first set eyes on him. Never did I dream that he'd even spare me a glance, let alone a second or third. I've always blended with the shadows, faded into the background, unseen, invisible.... but he... he saw me. [Originally started in my short story book 'Brevity'] SHOUT OUT TO MALORY FOR MAKING THE CUTE COVER IMAGE FOR ME <3<3<3

What if you were taken hostage by a handsome man just for witnessing him kill someone? Would you panic? Or will you fall in love with the softer side you see when he's around you? Mitch Grassi was a seventeen year old high school student heading to his new job. When he arrives, he sees his new boss get shot in the head by a stranger. But when the gun points to Mitch's head, the handsome stranger can't seem to shoot. So the blue eyes stranger does something they both don't expect. He kidnaps Mitch. SMUT COMPLETED

Scott's vision is fuzzy. Hazy. Unfocused like it hasn't been since the LASIK. He vaguely wonders why, but his head hurts so much he's distracted and can't figure it out. He thinks for a second that he's drunk. That he's given himself the mother of all hangovers. But his shoulder and his arm and his chest and his side and his leg also hurt-shit, his shoulder really hurts-and he's never been drunk enough for that to happen before. Plus, if he's not mistaken, that's his steering wheel in front of him, through the haze and the dust and the noise and the red and whatever the deflated white thing is. Regardless of how drunk he's been, he would never be drunk in the driver's seat of his car. Fuck. Fuck, he hurts. The spiderweb pattern across his windshield is kinda pretty though, sparkling like that in the sun. Blink.

That was Mitch's superman. That was his Prince Charming. That was going to be Mitch's everything. That man saved Mitch. If only Mitch could break into that man's shell and thank him for everything. Trigger warning: talks about abuse, but no flashbacks

My name is Scott Hoying. My life has been anything but boring, so I thought I'd share it. Because it's worth remembering.