Carter is dealing with a lot,; his daughter, his relationship with his brother, the fact that he had murdered his uncle... and something that happened to his boyfriend that caused Carter to turn to someone not even recognizes. Terron is suffering... and instead of turning to the one person who never gave up on his Terron begins distancing himself from everyone that loves him. .... Jace is trying to grow as a person... since the death of his friend he's trying to be less petty and less shady but people from his past including an absentee father, deranged stalker, and family he didn't want... it's only a matter of time before 'Old Jace' reemerges..... Quantavius just wants a normal life but his eldest brother is trying to drag him into something he wants no parts of but, he is persistent and he's willing to do anything in his power to bring Quantavius into the fold... Idris wants revenge for his family's brutal murder and to him, that's the only thing that matters, for him the only way for him to be able to move on with his life is to take someone else's........ Masai, can't win for losing it's one thing after another and though he's trying to deal with it the only way he knows how there is one person who is determined to keep Masai from falling back into the system..................

Six young men; through circumstance or chance all growing up in the Brittany Hills Group Home. Ronnie, Carter, Dejon, Valentino, Jace, and Quantavius all learn that at the end of the day all they have is each other..........

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

Your senior year in college is supposed to be where you start making life-changing decisions; career, family, marriage but it's also supposed to be the year you have the most fun before stepping out into the real world and after all the drama that has gone on Gio, Jeremy, Papi, Quinton and Jayden deserve to have a little fun.... but as always drama finds it's way back into their lives with new threat and old foes. Can they make it through this semester without losing the people they call family or will time tear apart their unbreakable bond.......................

Five young men; through circumstance or chance all growing up in the Brittany Hills Group Home. Ronnie, Carter, Dejon, Valentino and Jace all learn that at the end of the day all they have is each other..........

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Danny's eyes met with the man he has not seen in four years. Yet in all that time he couldn't suppress the desire to run into his arms and scream to the rooftops that that was his Mate. Except one person was keeping him from doing such a thing, Milla. Milla wasn't missed when she caught Kingston's eye. She had similarities that were keen to him, he just didn't understand why she clung to his Mate as if he was her mother. Neither of them were mated or Bonded so he would never know if his Mate has the audacity to cheat. Because the last time he saw his Mate was four years ago... "How old is she?" He asked quietly, Danny's fear rising on a whole other degree as he knew he couldn't hide anymore. Kingston on the other hand was fearful of the truth that he was coming to. He hoped what he was thinking to be true wasn't to be. "Four years old. She is four." Danny already saw a switch click for Kingston at the realization. The result was even more frightening for him to comprehend. Kingston felt like his whole world was crumbling before him. The truth was revealed to him and he found himself crumbling to his knees. Felt heartbroken to know that the little girl who stared at him as if he was a stranger, was his daughter. He knew Danny didn't want to be with because of his packs rules, but he never thought he'd hide what they created together. Their one and only child...and he missed symbolic moments - because of his Mate. That one truth broke his heart and filled him with rage. "Dae-Jung how could you...?" He whimpered painfully, the pain heard in his voice breaking Danny down even more. All until Kingston stood abruptly and grabbed Danny's arm harshly, sending chills down his spine." How could you do this to me? To your Mate? Hide the fact that we have a daughter? How dare you?!"

Exploring at a young age comes with several consequences if you're not careful. Unfortunately! I became a little too carefree. There wasn't a rule book to the 'gay lifestyle'. And with parents like mine? I COULDN'T! nor would i DARE ask! Or BRING UP my sexuality in their presence. ONE: kiss . . TWO: lovers . . and a THIRD life . . "How is this possible Owen?" He asked as the 'early response' result stick hit the sink counter, as i pushed him aside vomiting into the sink. LOVE is a consequence Of H A T E F U L | P A S S I O N Short Story

(ROUGH DRAFT, not edited. First draft) Alvin Lee used to date Ashley in high school but things didn't end well between them. However, the two couldn't deny their connection so instead of just being exes, they decided to stay friends. For Ashley, it's been easy but for Alvin it's been hard for him to just be her friend. Even though Alvin denies his feelings, Ashley knows that they are there. To prove to Ashley that he's over her, he has to find her a date and to make it fun, Ashley decides to try and find Alvin a date as well. They have until the end of their summer break and whoever can find a good date first will win 200 dollars. Will Alvin be able to find Ashley a date and get over her once and for all? Will he give in to his feelings? Or will he find someone new along the way? ***** [FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S STORIES TO READ OUT LOUD READING LIST!] [FORMERLY FEATURED ON WATTPAD EXPLORER'S SUMMER NIGHTS LIST] [#1 in Newadult/ Feburary 5th, 2020] [#1 in Novella/June 4th, 2019] [#1 in Comedy/June 19th, 2019] [#1 in Pride / August 27, 2019] [#1 in Bi / February 12th, 2020] [#2 in Short/April 28th, 2019] [#2 in Manxman / August 5th, 2019] [#2 in Boyxboy / February 4, 2020] [#3 in Novella / August 15th, 2019] [#3 in Gayromance/ July 15, 2019] [#4 in Short Chapters / July 14th, 2019] [#8 in Gay / August 13, 2019]

June 12, 2003 "All rise" echoed through the court room as a policeman stood upon us as the judge walked in taking his seat. "Department One of the Superior Court is now in session. Judge (Arson) presiding. Please be seated" the officer said. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Calling the case of the People of the State of Mississippi versus (Mathew and Andrea Edwards). Are both sides ready?" The judge leaned forward in his seat as he faced both of my parents. Attorney J.Walton : "Ready for the People, Your Honor." He nodded as the judge turned his head to the other side of the court room. Public Defender: " Ready for the defense, Your Honor" Judge Arson : "Will the clerk please swear in the jury? Clerk: Will the jury please stand and raise your right hand? Do each of you swear that you will fairly try the case before this court, and that you will return a true verdict according to the evidence and the instructions of the court, so help you, God? Please say "I do". They all stood as "I do" echoed as a whole through the court room sending chills through my little body. My grandmother cuffed me pulling me closer to her as my grandpa help on to both of us. "You may be seated" the clerk dismissed. I wasn't sure what was going on at this moment, with me only being old enough to remember tears falling from my grandmother eyes as she prayed over and over. "Please help them God, don't take them away, don't destroy their home" . . . . - Let the trial Begin -