Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #26- lgbt- Dec 18, 2025

It only took one summer to change everything. Now Camden is just trying his best to carry on with life like normal, but that's a little tricky when his memories keep haunting and some nights are so bad that sleep evades him completely. He can't even imagine how much worse it would have been if Mateo hadn't been there. But that was the summer before and Mateo's been gone for the whole year since. What happens when Mateo comes home, and how will Cam ever face him again? ___ 'He looked mostly the same as last summer, older maybe, definitely more tanned. He'd grown his hair out a little longer, so it hung lower in his eyes now. I'd seen him post a picture with his hair like that a few months ago and decided to grow mine out too. I wonder when he looked at me, did he see me as I am now, or did he see me as I was then, that night?' ___ TW: sexual assault

[LGBTQ+ ROMANCE] At twenty-two years of age, people stop aging. Only when they find their soulmate do they start aging again, allowing them to grow old with the person they love. Finally hitting twenty-two, Alexander Jacobi is excited to find his soulmate and grow old with them, knowing that he is most likely to find them between the ages of thirty and fifty. However, the years pass by and he continues to grow older and older with ever properly aging or finding his soulmate. There has never been someone who didn't have a soulmate, but there was always a first time for everything, and as the years pass, Alexander begins to believe that he might just be that first. Note: This story is from 2017-2018. Read it all you like but I swear my writing has gotten better

{SUPERNATURAL FLUFF SERIES} Simon's only purpose is to raise his pups to be the best individuals in the world. to be there for them in every way. being a widow is hard, especially when suddenly you find yourself crushing. hard

Zander Day is like a sunflower, happy and bright no matter what happens. Cain Gallo is like a thorn, sharp and willing to cut anyone that gets in his way. What happens when these two meet? Will Cain's thorns tear this sunflower apart, or will Zander show that sunflowers can grow their own thorns? ⇇ ⇉ I panted as I watched the blood drip from my fingers. There was so much, I never knew that one human body could hold so much blood. My breathing began to pick up as I looked around me, his men were all around me, watching me with shocked expressions. The room began to spin until all I saw was him. His eyes were dark as he stepped toward me, I couldn't move, I felt like I couldn't breathe. Soon he was in front of me, whipping the blood from my mouth. "That was so hot." He said in his rough voice before he brought our lips together in a scorching kiss. Then nothing mattered. It didn't matter that I was covered in blood, that there was a dead body in front of us, that his men were still in the room. The only thing that mattered was getting our bodies as close together as possible. I ran my hands through his hair, soaking it with blood as I pulled him closer to me. He growled low in his throat as he yanked my head back with my hair, "you know better than to tell me where to go, pup." I gulped and looked up at him through my lashes. My heart began to beat faster as I anticipated my punishment. "I'm sorry, Master." This book is MATURE due to violence, sexual activities, and language. Content Warning: Cheating, Stalking, Sexual Abuse, Mention of Rape

Ezra Green does not want to be a surgeon. Honestly, he doesn't really want to be in college. He'd much rather be in the studio, but what his family says goes. It's mind numbing, really, but ballet keeps him going. It's his escape, and his new boss catches his eye. Maybe the club's charged atmosphere will help Otis feel the same, even if he claims he'd never. A boy can only lace up his boots and dream. This is the first installment of Otis and his boy's story in the Frenzy Collection

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Raven Myers is a writer. He didn't really believe this for a long time. Sure, he wrote but he was no writer. He wasn't someone that made a difference with words, not until someone read those pieces of paper and cried. If it wasn't for that first trip in early June, his stories may never have been read at all. Raven wasn't expecting much by attending Athenside Gardens but by the end of it he's ready to introduce himself to the world, all brand new. This is his story of love, loss and acceptance.