Once every year, a train runs through the mountains that separated my home, O'Khasis, from the rest of the world. On the train, there is a normal crew, any crew you can think of with multiple passengers. The train takes a two hour trip to the nearest station to where the workers and people there find the train to be completely empty of it's passengers but, the crew remains. Dazed and lost in the whole situation. This has been going ever since November of 1817. At this point, people have honestly given up on solving the mystery of what happens on that train on that faithful trip. Except for me. ••• #1 in Glaze->July 4th, 2019

Playboy billionaire Aiden Grayson is being blackmailed and when he meets his handsome new bodyguard, Julian, he's slowly overcome by feelings he can't deny. ***** Aiden Grayson is a child of privilege. He's a bachelor and a billionaire who's never had to work for anything. However, he's left a trail of destruction in his wake and someone from the past is coming back to haunt him. He's being blackmailed, and soon he's assigned a new bodyguard: the handsome, Julian McAndrew. At first, the two men are opposites, forced to work together, but after a drunken kiss, Aiden can't deny his feelings. He throws himself into his vices, trying to sort himself out, while Julian continues to keep him safe. With a blackmailer one step ahead, can Julian protect Aiden from danger? Or more importantly, can Julian protect Aiden from himself? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

THIS BOOK IS SO BAD DONT READ IT I WROTE IT SUCH A LONG TIME AGO " It was really nice meeting you, and since I don't have your number, I'm going to write to you. I don't know why, but I still couldn't forget your face, not even five days after we met. You are constantly on my mind and I just want to go back there and talk to you about life, on your balcony again. You were really sweet and I hope I don't seem weird for writing to you like this. You were honestly the one and only person, out of everyone I met, that actually listened to me. Thank you. Maybe I could go back there when I'm having problems again. Who knows? -the balcony boy "