Elliot Spellman wanted to live; he wanted to feel the rush everyone else did. He was tired of being just some kid in the back of the class who went home every night to study in his bedroom. That was how he found himself in an alley, dealing marijuana. He wanted this, he needed this. Not marijuana, but friends, a group, the thrill. Beatle, Mi, Trick, and Whiskey all agree that he can join them in their unlawful behavior (despite how boring his name is). And they all slowly bond, except Elliot seems to bond with Beatle more than the others. Maybe, a little too much. -- There is a second book in this universe with Whiskey as the main character it is called Asymptote --

Leaving a troubled past behind, Dylan starts his first day at a new high school. He's soon wrapped up in his new life, meeting new friends and especially someone to take his mind off the things that happened. However, the past has a way of catching up, and how does he think he can get someone else out of their misery if he can't even help himself? Dylan knows he should know better than to fall for someone new, but Zach isn't just anyone. He's the guy with a face of stone and eyes as cold as a winter's night - a guy without a heart - or so it would seem... They won't like each other at all, they will hate - hate each other senseless. But perhaps that senselessness is what will get them out of their troubles once and for all.

--warning: cuteness overload-- SIDE STORY TO THOSE COLD EYES. Sebastian is shyer than shy, but after meeting Dylan and Tyra he's starting to crawl out if his little shell. So when Kaiden gives him his phone number, Seb gives his in return. From that moment on a new world opens up to the cute teenager. Kaiden sends messages that make Seb dance around in his room. Dance with the butterflies that soar within his stomach. Kaiden gives him kisses that make his body burn. But even happiness has its opposite. Seb's mother keeps a tight leash, and her dreams for her son doesn't match well with the dreams that keep Seb afloat. She dreams of a son with a perfect life, a perfect education and a perfect wife. Sometimes dreams come true, but you want them to be your own, not your mother's.

Después de la muerte de su padre y el abandono de su madre, Leo decidió no volver a confiar en nadie. Tras ser acogido por su abuelo, se convirtió en un famoso escritor a la edad de 17 años, aunque escribiendo bajo el seudónimo de Ric Pole. La reciente muerte de su abuelo, hizo que tuviese que irse a vivir con Gabriel, viejo amigo de éste y presidente de la editorial donde publica sus libros. Erick, el nieto de Gabriel, es un chico que siempre ha tenido de todo y, mientras hubiese placer de por medio, no le importaba acostarse con chicos o con chicas. ¿Cómo afectará la llegada de Leo a su perfecto estilo de vida? ¿Conseguirá Leo esconder su secreto y dejar de atormentarse por los miedos del pasado? Y lo más importante, ¿encontraran los dos juntos el color que les complementa? *Publicada en abril de 2014. *Obra con contenido Lgbt+/BL/Gay/Homosexual. *Obra registrada en Safe Creative. No se permiten copias (totales o parciales, como podrían ser frases o diálogos) ni adaptaciones de ella. *Arte de la portada por [@/eicinic].

Shiro es un chico de 19 años el cual, desde la secundaria, le gusta el yaoi y siempre ha tenído fantasias con ello y todos sus géneros. Drew es un buen estudiante, por eso se muda a la fabulosa ciudad de Londres, donde convive con su compañero de piso, Hide. Hide es todo lo contrario a Drew: irresponsable, vago y por sorpresa, buen estudiante. Es la fantasía jamás soñada de Shiro La sorpresa: Hide es gigoló.

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