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Charlie North has neither the time nor the know-how for relationships, complications, or keeping someone happy. It's difficult enough to keep himself satisfied. He just needs something discreet without the hassle of connections. When he's slipped a business card to a club called Illusion, he has every intention of throwing it away, until... it starts burning a hole in his pocket. He never expected the means to scratch an itch would turn into a wildfire of desire. The man behind the privacy panel leaves him craving more of the same—something he's never desired before.

My goal is to be strong and get built. Falling for my gorgeous, straight gym bro is against all the rules. I realize I’m unapologetically, flamboyantly gay. My board game buddies accept me as I am. I love my eyeliner, my accessories, and even my curly hair. Not every gay man is into that, hence my cruddy love life. But the one thing I want to modify is my physique. I might never be ‘masc,’ but I can be muscular. No one will hurt me again if I become brawny and big, just like the dudes I’m into.

When I need a date for my cousin Omar’s wedding, I don’t even think of asking my best friend’s brother. Johnny Shiba—my hot as sin, teenage gay awakening—has been gone for years. But now he’s moved back in with his brother and me, and, no, he hasn’t gotten less hot. Being in close quarters with him, my decade-long crush only burns brighter. We can’t cross that line because I could never betray my bestie—not that Johnny has any interest in me.

Hotshot architect Demetrius Johnson is too young to be starting over after divorcing his childhood sweetheart. But when you're a dad, you learn to put your responsibilities first and your feelings last. That's why he moved to Gaynor Beach in Southern California for a new job to support his son and start over. But, unfortunately, it's also why he has to put up with Miguel.

My life is turned upside down when I'm suddenly given custody of my sister's infant daughter. My dad used to call me the troubled child. As a high school dropout and former party animal, I admit, he was right. But I'd been trying to figure things out. The problem is that I'm barely able to stand on my own feet, and the sudden pressure of caring for a newborn is too much. I guess that’s why I formed a fascination with a local children’s show host and author.

Tucker, with the help of his new assertive friend Kiara, must learn to balance his newfound freedom with school and a job, and if he meets a cute boy on the way, then that's just an added bonus. Paint is a story of self-discovery, of queerness outside the family-friendly safety net of a high school drama, and of drag queens when you need them the most.

Austen's always wondered about the words on his wrist, "my sun still sets without you, like nothing ever happened." Sam's wondered the same, with "so keep out of my room because I've seen enough of you today" grazing his. All it takes is a complicated relationship and an argument for the two to figure out that they were born for each other.

A high-heat novella about two quirky people who would never seek out a date via online platforms or at speed dating. But their weird seems to compliment each other. Add in a romantic picnic date, a rainstorm, and a love of books and the outdoors, and Zan and Deacon might just carry away your heart.

When you move out and go on vacation you don’t intend to run into your father who tells you he signed you up for a job. But when you get a chance to meet with a very attractive guy, you take the chance right? Thank the fates and take what you can. So I’m gonna work on the anniversary and claim my man... That is if he doesn't find out the truth about me being the son of Jack Frost

Moving back to Newlantic is my fresh restart. I’ve got a new production business, a sister who’s getting married, and years of regrets to close the door on. The only complication is my job and my sister’s wedding both putting me in close quarters with the one and only Natie Shiba. This dude was my first crush as a preteen, but somewhere along the line he grew to despise me. But I’m not that giant, stuttering teenager anymore, and Natie is all man. I can ignore these stupid unrequited feelings as we work together. But over time, this town becomes a place I can call home again.

I've spent all of my adulthood bound to my best friend. He's outgoing, fun, and sexy; how else did he get the nickname Hamadi Huge Body Amin? Is he the brightest bulb in the box? No, but that doesn't stop girls from falling for him. As his best friend and a man, I shouldn't have fallen for him as well. But I did. I gave my heart to him years ago.