"Go home Teddy, I don't have the self control you think I do." "I think I'll take that second drink." ~ Teddy Bray didn't know how he let himself get here. He was stuck in a toxic relationship he couldn't get himself to leave. He was a fixer and when it came to his girlfriend Taylor, Teddy should have known there was nothing he could do to fix their relationship. All it took for things to finally change was one look from Cole Madden. Cole had a type and when that type walked into his bar it was hard to say no. Even if that man had his sister clung to him like a leech. They couldn't be together but as tensions rise they both find out just how much self control they really have.

Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #10- lgbt- Dec 26, 2025

San Francisco. A firefighter. A preschool teacher. Romance. You get the idea. A quick little story in the same genre as my Window book. Innocent, fluffy, sweet, smutty

《 This is a BoyxBoy story 》 William Caddel wants to live. Between crushing expectations and the strictness that comes with them that seems like such an impossible thing to do. He has so much of the world he wants to see, so much he wants to experience. He's a kid who is expected to act like anything but. With the help of a friend he gets a tiny taste of freedom. He gets a grasp of what life could be like away from his pretentious private school and snobby parents. He gets to experience the life he's dreamed of and gets hooked fast. For Ian Morrison it didn't take long to see through the boy his sister brought along to hangout one day. The awkward, anxious, shy type. The kid grew on him, faster than he could've imagined. After learning about everything Liam has missed out on, Ian wants to help him. Doing things you've never done before with someone else as a guide opens up a whole new life. Liam is already trying many new things and getting opportunities he's never had before, so why not offer up one more?

In search of distraction, Aster, a prickly young mage with barely controlled power, and Nash, a packless werewolf, find themselves in the same MMORPG. Aster's not much for chatting, but Nash doesn't mind-he's just grateful for the help fighting spiders in an area he's underleveled for. Neither expects their connection to extend beyond the game, but fate intervenes when Aster finds himself stranded one night. With no other options, he reluctantly reaches out to Nash for a ride. As Nash arrives to help, both are stunned to realise they've met before.

Fabio Costa has plenty of talent, a sharp tongue, and unlimited energy to burn, but his forehand could be improved. Enter Julian Foster, a retired Wimbledon Champion with a bad knee and zero patience for Fabio's antics. When the two of them team up, their unexpected bond takes them from the gruelling Challenger circuit to the glamorous world of Grand Slams. But as their connection deepens, amidst intense training sessions, press meltdowns and far too many shared hotel rooms, their feelings for each other threaten to bring down everything they have ever worked for. cover art by the amazing @aphedragonfly CW: Language, Alcohol, Injuries, Mentions of past emotional abuse. +++ All tennis players featured in the story are completely fictional. All similarities to existing players are due to there being only so many ways you can hit a ball with a racquet. +++ Featured by WackyWriters [Judges' Favorites March 2025]

"Excuse me, sir. I think you may have dropped these?" It was the voice I noticed first. Smooth, a little amused, and low enough to draw me out of myself. Then I saw him. Dirty blonde hair that looked like waves crashing down the sides of his face, and freckles like splattered paint across his fair skin. A silver hoop in his nose, another in his brow, both catching the light. And those eyes... electric blue, staring into my green ones with intensity. - After a heartbreaking loss, Killian has spent two years shielding himself from love, or any human contact really-convinced that no one could ever replace the person he lost. Finn, on the other hand, is caught in the throes of a toxic relationship, knowing he's not getting what he deserves but is too scared to walk away. When their paths cross, the spark is undeniable, but both are hesitant, scared of getting too close. Killian fears the pain of loving and losing again, while Finn's relationship has made him lose hope all together-almost. Will they let their pasts define them, or can they find the courage to bloom together in the wake of their ruins?

After being forced to witness the brutal murder of his mother, Falyn was left traumatized and voiceless. At the mercy of his father, the Duke of Ramport and the man who ordered his mother's death, Falyn was locked away and abused for years. Nine years later, at the end of a long and brutal war, the human nation of Vrayna enters into peace talks with the Beastlands, with a marriage treaty as part of the terms. Rather than lose his precious daughter to the Beastlands, the Duke sends Falyn in her place, assuming that he will be rejected and killed. But Falyn isn't rejected. Instead, Falyn finds a new beginning, a chance to heal the wounds of his past, and a love he never expected. ***Finalist for New Community Novel of the Year on Tapas***

Tyler O'Connor had it all; the perfect husband, the perfect daughter, the perfect life. Until his husband left him for another man and his life crumbled around him and his daughter, Saskie. Cue Sorcha, his best friend, barrelling into his life like a whirlwind and whisking him off from Ireland to England to open an art gallery. The new job is perfect for distracting him - as is Saskie's attractive new teacher, Elliot Rose. Join Tyler as he starts anew, building a new life, co-parenting with his ex, and learning how to fall in love again.

A wounded mercenary Favaro ends up as a concubine of an aloof teyrn, who's neck up busy with political strife. They both had their own reasons to enter this purely contractual relationship, however the teyrn seems uninterested in consummating this union. And so a ridiculous quest begins for Favaro - seduce his husband to secure his retirement fund before their union is deemed void due to evasion of marital duty. It is not known whether he will succeed or not, but the journey itself will certainly not be boring. A lighthearted and silly fairy-tale for adults. With spicy scenes, but no explicit smut. Contains profanity and vulgar jokes.