Dallas hates his brother's best friend, Grayson Scott. He's annoying, rude and always makes fun of him for no reason. But everything changes when they share a drunken kiss... (BoyxBoy)

Riley Miles, is in her final year of high school and has practically everything she could dream of, except one thing. She's second in her year while the girl she doesn't exactly like, is one place higher than her. The two girls are known rivals and almost everyone knows it. At least they know it until the third week of senior year. Does a single school project change their relationship? Or does it simply fuel their hatred for each other? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

~Drarry~ "Then why did you leave?" Draco couldn't help but ask and a look of surprise flashed on his face when he saw sadness take over Harry's green eyes. "Sometimes," the raven said, searching his next words very carefully. "life is cruel. And you need to get away from it." his answer was vague and it held many meanings behind it that Draco couldn't grasp. "From it? Or from me?" Draco spat, anger lacing his tone as he understood his words wrong. Harry sighed, reaching up and cradling the blond's face in his hands, making him look up at the raven. Suddenly he didn't look so angry. Nobody had ever held Draco with such care. He didn't like how it was making him feel at all. "You don't get it, darling." he said quietly, seeing the blond's eyes searching his own to get a read of his emotions as he spoke. "I got away from a cruel life, yes, but I didn't get away from you." he said, his voice now dropping into a whisper as he pressed their foreheads together. Draco's heart hammered in his chest. "I found you." And with that he left, leaving a stunned and very much confused Draco still pressed against the wall as he wondered what the hell did that even mean. I do not own Harry Potter nor its characters. I own the story line of this book.

Draco and the rest of the 7th year students at Hogwarts have come back to make up the year that was rudely interupted. The 8th year at Hogwarts for the older students would be very different, but maybe new friendships would grow...maybe even new love interests? What happens to everyone when there's no more picking sides? Will Draco be able to function in the shadow of his Father's past? Sirius Black, Goyle, Remus Lupin, and Severus Snape are alive and well. SMUTTT!!! The further you read the more Smut there is!!!

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Harry- but did you, or did you not, stare at him across the seas of tables in the Great Hall, and always manage to find him in the uttermost impossible crowds?" "No." Harry seethed, his face flushed red. Yes. Ron continued on with evident glee on this face as if he hadn't heard him. "Did you, or did you not, constantly accidentally bump into him in corridors?" "No," Harry said firmly. Yes. Hermione was in fits of giggles now. It was obvious they had wanted to do this a long, long time ago. --- It was two years after the war, the Dark Lord was defeated. While the wizarding world finally went back to peace, Harry's life was in chaos- in a totally different way. ✧✧✧✧✧✧

The plan has always been simple. Finish college and open my own bakery while supporting my best friend in his journey to the NHL. After a not-so-good experience last year, I've been avoiding most of the hockey team. That is until I finally met their newest teammate whose green eyes have been stuck in my brain ever since. Did I mention he's also my best friend's roommate?

Then he started to rub his hard swollen dick against Emily soaking wet pussy, rubbing slowly against his shorts and the bottom of her bikini. "Fuck this is so hot," said Liam rubbing his election in his jeans. Everyone's breathing started to speed up, and Emily's moans started to get louder. They started to rub faster and faster. "Fuck... it's not about you cumming to day, Grayson. "said Laim. What if you had to leave everything you know and go into the woods for hiding. That's what happened to Emily and her friends. Then what would happen if you get partnered with the two people that you hates the most in this world. Liam and Grayson is hers, they boss her around the most even more than his sister. What happens when they have to live together and sleep in the same tent? Then he started to rub his hard swollen dick against Emily soaking wet pussy, rubbing slowly against his shorts and the bottom of her bikini. My story contains graphic depictions of sexuality, strong language, and other mature themes. CAUTION YOUNGER READERS.

"You know when Christmas is coming, and you and your friends start getting all worked up because of all the gifts you ought to buy, you fuss and fuss because you have no idea what to get them, and you start hating Christmas and fancy retiring in a cloistered convent? Yeah? Me too. However, my friends and I have found a quite interesting solution to that. Let me tell you about it." DISCLAIMER This book contains smut, caution advised if you are under 18. This story contains extremely EXPLICIT and extremely ADULT contents.please do NOT read if you're underage and/or you'd feel uncomfortable with such scenes.

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)