[Book 1 of the Taste Series] Julian White doesn't say his real name in self-introductions. Hiding behind his middle name and a pair of overly round eyeglasses, he tries to get through the tenacity of attending a competitive culinary school under his uncle's influence. Amidst his learning of crust structures and the nutritional value of bananas, he meets an old friend.

Lucas Vargas vehemently denies being gay, but finds he can't deny Charlie Grayson what he wants whenever he comes over. The problem with their arrangement is that it doesn't feel like two friends using one another to get off; it feels suspiciously like love. As Lucas gets to know Charlie in more intimate ways, he feels his emotions spiral out of control. There's something different about eclectic Charlie, something that Lucas is undeniably attracted to. Below the surface of their arrangement a darker secret lurks, one not visible to the naked eye and long forgotten. In an attempt to reconcile his confusing sexuality, his loneliness, and his growing love, Lucas tries to find ways to keep Charlie close by. In a small town where rumors run rampant, the boys keep their intense intimacy a secret. When the girl next door threatens to upheave everything him and Charlie have built together, his old friends's backlash against his friendship with Charlie becomes more severe, and the frequent bruises on Charlie's body begin to paint a picture too horrible and disturbing to imagine, Lucas is faced with a difficult choice. TW: contains depictions of violence and explicit/disturbing content

Nessuna trama, nessun filo conduttore. Solo una serie di situazioni diverse, due personaggi e migliaia di parole a capitolo.

Tout allait bien dans ma vie. Je vivais seul, j'avais mon indépendance, mon permis... Un travail qui passait avant tout, et un sérieux brillant. Je ne supportais pas que quelqu'un soit joyeux autour de moi. Pour moi le travail était la clé de la réussite. Jusqu'à-ce qu'Eric, mon patron, m'annonce la chute économique de notre équipe... Les artistes que l'on filmait n'étaient plus assez célèbres pour nous faire gagner assez d'argent. Alors il a signé un contrat. Il l'a signé avec Mika. Et il m'a choisi moi pour m'en occuper tout le long, car j'étais le cameraman qui représentait parfaitement le sérieux et l'indépendance. Il m'avait prévenu. Il m'avait dit que Mika était un chauffeur de première catégorie... Qu'il se jetait sur tous les mecs qui bossaient avec et que jamais un seul n'avait refusé de coucher avec lui. J'ai accepté pour me faire bien voir. En promettant de ne jamais me laisser prendre au piège par cette grande silhouette bouclée et angélique. De toutes façons... Je n'étais pas comme ça. Et je détestais bien trop ce bouclé pour me retrouver un jour dans son lit... Il en était hors de question. Je détestais m'amuser. Enfin.... C'est ce que je croyais. Jusqu'au jour où à mes yeux, il devient la sensualité à l'état pur... Vais-je résister à monsieur Penniman ? Entre sexe et amour, qu'est-ce qui est le mieux ? J'étais persuadé qu'il était stupide. Jusqu'à-ce que je ne découvre son vrai visage...

Mikandy. Os Pov Mika Un bar, un concert, un regard, une rencontre. Attention, certaines scènes peuvent choquer les plus jeunes. Cette histoire porte sur la rencontre amoureuse de deux hommes, si vous n'aimez pas ça, passez votre chemin.

On dit souvent que les rencontres que l'on fait ne sont jamais le fruit du hasard. Qu'elles nous apportent un petit quelque chose dans le coeur, que ce soit de l'amour ou de la haine. On dit aussi qu'une personne viendra un jour nous sortir de l'ombre pour nous tirer vers le soleil, et qu'on se rendra compte à ce moment à quel point nous sommes chanceux d'être en vie. Pourtant, ma rencontre fut bizarre. J'étais dans ce bus... Comme tous les matins pour aller au lycée, et je t'ai croisé. Toi qui avais toujours ta capuche sur la tête... Qui refusais de parler à qui que ce soit, et qui osais à peine m'accorder la chance de croiser tes grands yeux noisettes. Et chaque jour je te croisais... Avec l'espoir d'enfin découvrir l'ange qui se cachait derrière ces cheveux bouclés et ce regard fuyant. Oui c'est ça. Tu fuyais. Mais pourquoi fuis-tu, Mika ? Et si l'on apprenait à se connaître, qu'en penses-tu ? Je suis déjà sûr que tu seras ma plus belle rencontre. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Fiction pouvant parfois contenir du LEMON, je préfère prévenir...] Je vous laisse découvrir l'histoire, sans spoil...

In order to help his best friend confess, Mylo agrees to also confess to his so-called crush. Surprisingly, he now finds himself in an unexpected relationship with Jace Cuevas, a guy he always thought to be straight. With Jace having a plethora of ex-girlfriends, Mylo isn't so sure if he should trust him especially when he has no idea why Jace agreed to date him in the first place. Jealousy, ex-girlfriend's, horrible communication, and mysterious phone calls, Jace and Mylo find themselves delving into a summer romance that neither of them expected to be so serious. Warning: These characters act like real people. They make mistakes that they'll regret. If you can't handle people making bad decisions while in mourning, this story isn't for you.

Setting his lawn on fire wasn't exactly how Garrett Grimaldi planned to start talking to his best friend's neighbor, Silas. But that's exactly what happens when a fun experiment goes horribly wrong, launching Garrett's summer off to a hot start. Growing unease with his boyfriend, looming responsibilities of adulthood, and his expanding relationship with Silas quickly begin to overwhelm Garrett. All he wanted was a good summer with his closest friends and some fond memories to look back on. While all the memories he accumulates over the next few months may not be his fondest, this will surely be a summer to remember.

Book 3 of HomeLess Growing up in a family was what most kids who didn't have one, would dream about. As he got older, however, A.J. found himself dreaming about the same thing... yet he had a family. He'd been loved by that family as a child, but as he grew, their attention slowly shifted to his younger brother. He came to understand that his adoptive parents would focus a little more on their actual genetic child, but he wasn't prepared to deal with how quickly he lost everything he had cherished. The packed lunches stopped coming when he turned ten. Eleven, the birthday parties ceased. At fourteen, his younger brother was 'too old' to have to share his room, so A.J. was moved to the small laundry room. At sixteen, there were no more 'I love you' or 'have a good day'. At seventeen, the lunch money stopped and the hateful glares started. Then the angry words. Everything he did was wrong. The dishes weren't clean. The laundry wasn't folded right. By the time he finally graduated, a few days after his nineteenth birthday, there was no more attention of any sort. They ignored him, except to tell him that his chores weren't done well enough and that he didn't deserve to eat until they were. A.J., desperate for some sort of attention, and honestly starving, tried one last thing to get them to at least show so semblance of caring, even if it was negative. He told them that he was gay. At nineteen, only a few days after his graduation, A.J. was kicked out of his home with an empty stomach, and an empty heart.

[WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT/BoyxBoy story] Kevin is gay and never even saw the inside of a closet. He's a player, a huge flirt, and never lingers enough to develop feelings for anyone. He knows he's hot and that he's intelligent and because of that his ego is the size of the Everest. He loves bragging about the fact that he can play around as much as he wants without getting involved, but maybe, just maybe, the life of a player is no longer enough for him. Dustin is anything but gay... right? He's the settler, long-term-relationship kind of guy. He's had a crush on his best friend Emerald for God knows how long and seems to be content to crush on Em for the rest of his life if need be. But after all these years loving and pining after someone that won't even look at him twice, isn't he tired of being ignored? Why hasn't he moved on already? Is it really love he feels? This story is protected by Safe Creative Registration code: 1602136551716 All rights reserved.