Where Max somehow gets roped into one of his sister's stupid schemes and ends up in way over his head, completely out of his comfort zone, and quite sure he's just met his dream man. A man who happens to think Max is a girl. *** "An excellent recommendation. You're not just a pretty face, then?" "You think this face is pretty?" Max tried to say it with more sass, but it came out kind of soft. His face went red and he turned sharply to the books next to him. Casual. "You're very pretty," There was a gentleness to the teasing and Max glared at him. The man laughed again, dropping his eyes from Max. "Thanks." Max said after a pause and the man beamed at him. "I should be thanking you. This might be worth the read," he waved the book in his hand. Max rolled his eyes, face softening back into a smile. "I'm Kevin, by the way." "Cool," Max said and wondered if 'Kevin' was a name that fit this attractive man. "And what's your name?" Kevin prompted after a short pause and Max cleared his throat, embarrassed. "Oh, sorry. I'm Ma-," Max barely cut himself off in time. Face flushing darker, mood dropping like a fucking brick. He wasn't Max right now. "I'm Eva." ***This is a rough draft. Currently being rewritten!!*** (Disclaimer: there will be boy on boy romance and if that doesn't float your boat, gonna need you to float on by. Also a lot of swearing. Thanx ;3 )

My mother never could keep to one man. It wasn't like I went out of my way to fall in love. She was just blind, and he was just... perfect. It was impossible not to fall in love with my stepfather. The real question was... Did he love me?

Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime, and desperate for love. Years of being hyper-aware of his own looks have made Jared develop social anxiety. When you look like Jared, love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks or confidence, but he has the money, so giving up on love and settling for the next best thing, physical intimacy, is all he can do. With the help of a colleague, Jared reaches an agreement with a college-age youth called Darnell Miller. Jared pays his college fees and rent, while Darnell puts up with shitty sex with an older man. Sounds simple enough, doesn't it? It's not. - Cover by @nolakepner [NaNoWriMo winner, November 2018.]

Twenty-five-year-old Beau has just lost his boyfriend of seven years. Harrison was everything to Beau and he's coming to realize he doesn't know how to handle life without his much older boyfriend there to tell him what to do and take care of him. He's really utterly useless on his own. He's fallen in a pit of despair and there's just no way to get out. But Beau really has a thing for older men and when a new one walks into his life, it's hard to stay away. As much as he tells himself he's not ready for a relationship so soon after Harrison's death and that he really shouldn't take a chance with an older man again, he can't resist the pull. The pull for someone to take over, to dominate. Right now he's lost, but maybe with someone there, helping him along the way, satiating his need to be submissive, he can make it through. Warning: slight bdsm aspects, a severe age difference, and a daddy kink.

"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be on him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.