When long-time enemies, Bakugo Katsuki--the all-star athlete and rascal of Ise--and Izuku Midoriya, the town sweetheart, are paired together for a long-term project, the quiet beachside town of Ise suddenly gets a bit louder. In which, Katsuki is an asshole pole vaulter, Izuku is going to fail psychology, and both are about to have the most intense spring semester yet.

I'm putting this on wattpad because it's easier For me to read. Not my story all credits go to edema_ruh on Ao3!

"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)

When shy bartender Elliot is approached by a handsome stranger on a park bench at midnight, their unlikely attraction unravels everything they know about themselves, and the crime-ridden city around them. *** Elliot Taylor is running out of places to hide. Trapped between a ruthless father, a dead-end job, and a future that feels just out of reach, he spends his nights on park benches clinging to one goal: get into college and get out for good. What he doesn't plan on is Noah Black. Vice President of the Stray Dogs Motorcycle Club. Infamous. Observant. Relentless. Far too charming for a man with a reputation for violence, and determined to pry into wounds Elliot would rather pretend don't exist. Through chance encounters and sleepless nights, the two can't seem to avoid each other. But Noah's life comes with complications: a motorcycle club under pressure, threats closing in, and loyalties that crumble when tested. As Elliot drifts deeper into Noah's current, he cannot help but realize how dangerously close he's falling -- even as deadly secrets threaten to unravel everything they've fought so hard for. Soon, Elliot must face a choice: keep chasing the life he's always dreamed of, or confront the truths that could shatter everything he knows... including his past, his heart, and the man who refuses to let him go.

Fifteen years after King Leonardo's death, his surviving son, Fabian, still throws a festival each year in remembrance of his dead father, mother, and brother. Being the only one to survive, witnesses claimed his crowning as king had been as sombre as the funeral. James has lived on the streets since childhood with nothing but his relic sword, Eris, living a profitable life killing for money. But, at twenty-five, James received a request from a client who refused to be identified. It was a request that would threaten the life he had built-tear down everything he'd made. A request that, once he heard, he knew he wouldn't be allowed to live and refuse. A request to kill King Fabian. [Book 1 in the Red King series]

[BxB] Waking up next to someone after having a little too much to drink was no new, riveting story in this day and age. Waking up next to another boy, when you were also a boy, was a little more interesting, but still nothing to write home about. But waking up in Nico Beckett's sheets? To Wesley, it was a nightmare come to life. ~~~ Wesley Dillon's life was uneventful, and frankly, he liked it that way. He didn't get into trouble, he kept his grades up, he played it safe. He never did anything to rock the boat he was floating in, the calm waters of his lake left undisturbed. Now starting his last year in high school, Wes was content to continue living his life as he always has - but sometimes, and only sometimes, he caught himself wishing that something could make ripples in his tiny world. What he wasn't ready for were the waves that were Nico Beckett - a troublemaker, womaniser, and an incredibly popular boy at his school. He was everything Wes was not. Nico was the type of guy that Wes never wanted to associate with, but after waking up in his arms with panic in his chest and pains everywhere else, he realised that his life was going to get much, much more complicated. It took him everything to try not to drown as the waves pulled him further and further down. But, somewhere along the way, he wasn't sure that drowning was actually a bad thing. ~~~ #1 in romance (29/09/19) #1 in LGBT (07/09/2019) #1 in bxb (07/09/2019) #1 in boyxboy (08/09/2019) #1 in gay (11/09/2019) #1 in highschool (29/09/19) #1 in school (17/10/19) #1 in comingofage (01/10/19) #1 in slowburn (02/10/19) #1 in BL (04/10/19) #1 in lovetriangle (05/10/19) #1 in family (31/10/19) #1 in comingoutofthecloset (08/01/20) #1 in writtenwithpride (19/06/21) #4 in love (07/03/21)

Warning: RWB spoilers ahead. Some say the best love stories often take time. Emery Chernychevsky has had a crush on Cameron Brooks since he can remember. Watching him date different girls all throughout high school was nothing if not pure torture, especially when he knew he didn't stand a chance against any of them. Safe to say, he spent his single years in a long-term ache he did not once divulge to anyone, but even that did not come close to the night Cameron confessed. The night Cameron confessed his undying love for someone else. Realizing that he was hopelessly and irretrievably in love with Cameron wasn't easy, and finding out that Cameron was hopelessly and irretrievably in love with his best friend was no picnic either. Things weren't certainly made better when their friends decided to spend the entire summer holed up together in Blake's summer house, putting Emery's initial plan of getting over Cameron before he starts college into a ten-week-long agonizing pause. Of course, be that as it may, fate has had a nick of testing Emery's patience... as it only gets a little worse━then, a little better━and right back to irremediable worst of worst from there. Spin-off to Rage With Benefits. Can be read as a stand-alone but a number of references will be made from the first book.

Newly crowned, King Julian must come to terms with his new life and obtain old justice for both himself and others. But, standing in his brother's shoes and unravelling the king that'd come before him, Julian begins to find out just exactly what kind of man King Fabian had been. With reality splitting apart and so many relying on him, the burdens heavy on his once-light shoulders, Julian isn't sure what will kill him first; his enemies or his self. [Book II of the Red King series] [NOT standalone]

['No Sound but the Wind' non è mia. I diritti sono tutti riservati all'autrice che ha creato questa storia e che l'ha, da tempo, resa una delle più popolari e belle di EFP.] [Permesso per la pubblicazione nel capitolo NOTE.] Fanfiction | Long | Harry/Louis | Hint!Zayn/Harry | Zayn/Liam | LarryStylinsonAU | M/M Harry lavora come barista, insieme a Zayn, in un pub appena fuori dal campus della NYU, ma è sempre a corto di denaro. Louis, invece, è uno studente di Economia con la passione per l'arte. Quando Zayn procura a Harry un lavoro come modello per una lezione, il suo corpo nudo non potrà che attrarre gli occhi curiosi e blu di Louis. [Dal capitolo 2.] «Andiamo, Harry, stamattina ti ho visto nudo, potresti anche cercare di scambiare due parole con me, no?» Non appena pronunciai quella frase, capendo che probabilmente stavo forzando qualcosa che lui non aveva intenzione nemmeno di iniziare, mi pentii. «Stamattina non mi hai visto nudo, ma solo senza vestiti. È diverso. Comunque fanno otto dollari. E divertiti con la tua ragazza.»