I'm just an average guy. Really, I am. I'm dealing with my first (bad) breakup, while simultaneously leaving behind the only home I've ever known. It sucks, but it could be worse. And by worse? I mean falling for the school's biggest badass, who also happens to be the captain of my basketball team. Spoiler alert: I do fall, hard. So now the only question is, how do I stop before he finds out?

This is the story of Axel and Tuck: a tale of debauchery, douchebaggery, felony, and plain stupidity. It is a tale written by two best friends with nothing better to do with their law degree than write the story of their anything-but-monotonous life. DISCLAIMER: This story is a satire. Enjoy at your own risk :)

I remember first seeing him on tv. His golden bleached spikes. His flaming Hawaiian shirt. That sexy scruffy beard. My heart felt as if it was being ripped out of my chest. It was not a feeling of pain but rather need. I needed to see him in person to find where my runaway heart was leading me. And see what this food enthusiast had planned for my heart. Would he make it a quick snack and throw it away after he's done? Or will he forever dine with me at the restaurant of love~? Only time will tell.

Lawson is bad at calculus. Sean, a mathematics education major, is more than willing to help.

So, there's this girl. She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes. And then... there's her brother. He's the exact opposite. The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life. But guess which one I have a date with. Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all! Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary. When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night. *** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***

Remy Rutherford and Milo Young hate each-other. No, hate isn't even the right word. Despise? Loathe? I don't think there is a word to describe their hatred, but we'll stick with hate for now. Remy and Milo hate each-other, and everyone knows it. A long high school rivalry between the track team and the basketball jocks only made it worse, and they have an especially shitty past too. But when Remy starts feeling things other than hate for his no.1 nemisis, he goes on a personal mission to top the jock, and this is how he did it. (STANDALONE - 3rd book in the Sassy White Boys Trilogy)

"It was eerie even thinking about him after that day, knowing that it was all my fault that he was gone, that I'd lost him forever. Never again would I look into those beautiful blue eyes, or wake up beside him. I'd never have breakfast with him again, I'd never do anything with him again, because he was dead, and it was all my fault. I killed him." (1st book in the FM Trilogy)

Ari van der Gorz is a filthy rich, privileged white boy with no moral compass and a whole lot of sass. Sam Frederiksen is a Norwegian hottie who comes to London and pisses off the wrong vanity teen. Throw in a few rich and unreasonably attractive friends, the odd life-ruining secret, and a whole lot of scandal, and this is what you get. (STANDALONE - 1st book in the Sassy White Boys Trilogy)

Logan Morris hates singing. In fact, he's not a huge fan of music itself. So how did he find himself singing the bass line in the school jazz choir, Fortuity? Because he's determined to experience first hand what happens at band camp. Unfortunately for Logan though, what happens at band camp doesn't stay at band camp.

Arthur and Freddie have what we'll call an unusual relationship. Half-naked sleepovers, borrowing each-other's boxers, and the occasional unexpected wank session. But don't worry, no homo exists for a reason, and it's one of their favourites. Best friends, no benefits, and a whole lot of strings attached. But their dysfunctional dependence on each-other will catch up on them at some point, and when it does, who knows? Maybe they'll snog and shag and fall in love, or maybe they'll snog and shag and fuck it up. I guess we'll find out... eventually.