Stories

Jace never thought he'd see Louis again, especially not at a wedding packed with old faces and even older drama. One encounter is all it takes for old feelings to come flooding back, making it impossible to pretend the past never happened. As the reception unfolds, Jace is forced to face just how much he's still carrying and, maybe, what he still wants.

The past has a way of catching up with you and it can turn your life upside down. When you haven't faced things completely, but hover in between, it is easy to fall into a complex of lies and half truths.

You may think you know what you want, but life has a habit of throwing a curve ball. Will Alex and Matty come through unscathed or will events prove to be overwhelming?

Whatever the outcome there will always be a sense of doubt.

A collection of standalone one-shots. Will be updated periodically but probably never be "complete" per say.

Rated Teen for now. The stories will largely fit in "Coming Of Age" or "Slice Of Life" type themes.

Matt Everest and Kitt Wellington have been inseparable since middle school—best friends growing up across the street, sharing summers at the lake and quiet dreams about the future. Matt is the golden quarterback with a clear path ahead; Kitt is thoughtful, driven, and quietly carrying feelings he doesn’t dare name.

As they grow older, friendship deepens into something neither of them fully understands—or feels safe enough to confess. Family expectations, small-town pressure, and the fear of losing each other keep them silent, even as the bond between them becomes impossible to ignore.

Hi, I’m Skylar. I’m sixteen, gay, and trapped in a high school satire where every internet trope you’ve ever read shows up with glitter and trauma. I’ve got a closeted jock crush, a cheerleader nemesis who smells like body spray and hate, and a best friend who hands out condoms like Tic Tacs. This story has locker room angst, hallway drama, and possibly a car accident that isn’t that serious but still ruins everything. It’s messy, dramatic, and honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

At high school, crime is in the air and love is in the air.

An evening, two playing a game of basketball— and the boy coming back alone.

What follows is a life shaped by quiet endurance: grief folded inward, desire hidden between careful gestures, love practiced in whispers. Years later, when the possibility of living openly brushes against him like light through a cracked door, he must decide whether it is safer to remain unseen — or braver to be known.

Warning: Although the whole plot, jokes, scenes and thoughts are mine, I used a lot of help from AI. I might go through the whole story and rewrite it myself for now my apologies.

Studying psychology while getting firsthand experience from his ‘college boyfriend’ isn’t the college experience Ace wanted. Luckily, a frat leader Carter hates offers to help break the abuse cycle Ace’s been gaslit into. Leo's only rules?

"Tell me if anything changes, or if I go too far."

"Don’t go back to Carter. If you need toxic, call me.”

Messy hook-ups are to be expected in a frat. When a chaotic freshman drags Leo into his on/off relationship, Leo uses a little consensual tough love to help Ace leave Carter. Ace's only rules?

"No sex.”

"No kissing."

Will the unspoken rule be broken first?

Don't fall in love.

Medellín follows sixteen-year-old Hunter, an American dragged from D.C. to Colombia for his dad’s diplomatic post. Angry, lonely, and carrying old scars, he stumbles into the chaotic energy of local teens—and into Miguel, a boy who’s magnetic, mysterious, and hiding dangerous secrets. As their connection deepens, so do the risks, pulling Hunter into a world of love, loyalty, and choices that could break them both. A gay coming-of-age romance with a sharp thriller edge.

This story follows 23-year-old Randy, a dominant med student in Toronto, as he searches for a boy who can be both a devoted submissive and a true romantic partner. Hookups come easy: eager bodies, practiced mouths, boys who call him Sir, but none of them last. Some linger longer, tempting him with obedience or sweetness, but they all fall short of that elusive balance he craves. Randy wants more than surrender; he wants connection, chemistry, and a boy who aches to kneel for him and stay. As his search stretches on, each near-miss leaves him sharper, lustier, and more determined to find the one worth keeping.