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.

Ezra didn't have it easy as a kid. Things were rough and that was putting it lightly. But now that he was an adult, he was independent, everything was a lot better. He was pursuing his dream job, he had a place of his own, he was engaged to his high school sweetheart, Colby Williams. He should be happy, but he knows somethings still wrong. In a last ditch effort to have some sort of family in his life, he reaches out to someone he thought he'd never talk to again, his dad. ~ Steven has made a lot of mistakes in his life. He's trying his best to atone for them and all he wants now is to reconnect with his only son. That son being the only mistake he didn't make. However, they don't understand each other, they live such different lifestyles. After meeting a handsome stranger in a club one night, how far was Steven willing to go to understand his son? Cover artist: EnchantedPapers

COMPLETED [boyxboy] Wren Ridley is always two steps ahead of everyone, or so he thinks. His life seems out of his control when he starts having feelings for someone he knows he shouldn't, someone who he's better off avoiding at all costs. Landon Reilly is still trying to figure himself out. After coming out to his parents and nearly getting sent away to conversion therapy, he finds it hard to get close to anyone. He's ice cold, closing himself off to anyone. But when the two constantly bump into each other on their daily runs, avoiding each other becomes nearly impossible and the two are drawn to each other more than either will admit. "On Thin Ice" spinoff. Can be read as a standalone, but contains "On Thin Ice" spoilers and will make more sense if you read that first.

It's hard to believe that a boy who didn't believe in love and a boy who didn't believe he could love himself would have much to learn from each other. But it would turn out that way, of course; with everything to gain and even more to lose. As it turned out, both Liam and Jamie needed to learn not to trust the dim lights and neon nights. This is a backwards love story.

Enter Jericho Tucker: a Nigerian, Brooklyn native with serious daddy issues, a killer afro, and has a whole lot of love to give. But toss picture-perfect Joseph Turner into the mixing bowl; quarterback, silver-tongued, white boy from the dirty south, and you'll have a real fucking disaster on your hands. It's their last year of high-school, and things are already getting hot; just add a pinch of fake friends, two cups of jealous exes, and a little too much southern lovin', and now you're really cooking! So, if you can't handle the heat, you better get the hell out of the kitchen. + 5th place Ace Awards Supreme LGBTQ batch 2 + #2 in talkthepoc + #2 wmbm + #3 in diverselit + #3 bmwm + #7 in weneeddiversebooks + #10 in diverse ***HIATUS***

18-year-old Dylan Reed is a junior at Evergreen High. He's an intelligent little thing regarding how he presents himself. This is his junior year, and like the years before, he doesn't plan on joining clubs, finding a relationship, or even getting involved in any school activity. He doesn't have a lot of friends and only hangs out with one girl next door, Daisy Kepley. His life suddenly takes a surprising turn when he is thrown into an unexpected job. Saving the school's newspaper team. To do that, he must conduct in-depth research on senior football player Christopher Wright's life and how the school's football team and general helped him throughout his stay. He's the quarterback, the hottest guy on campus, one of many popular students, and someone with a dark secret.

Everybody has an idea of what the perfect boyfriend is, and no matter how hard he tries, Brent just isn't that person. He isn't anybody's first choice, second choice, or even their last choice. He was simply there to not be particularly special to anyone.. or so he thought. Spin off of Enemies with Benefits but can be read as stand alone. Cover and title by M_Rainberry

I met Lucas when I was eight. He was taller than me, tougher, and with a light in his eyes that said he could do anything - be anything that he wanted to be. I'd instantly taken a liking to him, even when he pulled my shirt over my head and pushed me into the puddle that contained more ice than water, pelting me with his glove covered fists. I asked him if he had super powers, I remember saying it - coughing out a bit of blood that trickled from my nose. He'd snarled at me, given me the worst sort of look that a child could give, and I'd thought - aha, he does. As I laid in my bed for three days after, I thought of how I'd like to be as tough as him. I told Mamá how cool it was that his reflexes were so fast already, and I even told her that I thought he was going to grow up to be a superhero. "I wonder what kind of other super powers he has," I wondered aloud, blinked up at her from the sheets as she cleaned my face, "His eyes are scary, I bet he shoots lasers from them." Mamá hadn't agreed. She'd called him a blossoming brute and thrown out my oxford shoes - replaced my broken glasses with a sigh, "He's worse than your father," she chided, "stay away from wicked boys like that, Milan, they're trouble waiting to happen." It was the one time that I didn't listen to my mother. - (preview for a patreon-exclusive story. MANXMAN)