Two roommates. One calculus exam. A whole lot of extracurricular activity.Nate:Living with four other guys, it's bound to happen.Every guy's been caught taking care of business at least once, right? It shouldn't be a big deal.But I don't know Eric as well as my other roommates, and things are a little awkward now.He's a loner. A mystery. Quietly confident. Smart.Sexy as hell.I've been happily subsisting on the typical frat guy diet of booze and sorority girls.But the way Eric looked at me that night?There was something there.Something that's got me curious.Something that's stirring up feelings I thought I'd left behind for good.Something that's making me think I'm not as straight as I thought I was.I can't get him off of my mind.I don't think I want to.So when he offers to help me study for a midterm, I take him up on it.It's innocent.Probably. Maybe.There's no way I could've known what it'd start...This is a steamy standalone new adult/college mm romance with HEA that unfolds across six "episodes" following Nate and Eric. Now bundled up in one collection with a bonus episode for a seamless reading experience. 87,000 words.

“You have something I want. Something I’ll happily buy…or rent.” As if my life doesn’t suck enough already, my insufferable new roommate, Miller MacAvoy, seems determined to make things weird. He watches me all the time, grinning at me like a beautiful idiot, eyes boring holes into me every time I turn my back on him. It’s the last thing I need. Things haven’t been going well. College isn’t working out at all like I’d hoped. I’m drowning in debt, waiting tables every shift I can get, and falling behind on my studies. Something’s got to give. I can’t go on like this much longer. Miller, being the out-of-touch rich boy he is, keeps offering to throw cash my way. Obviously, I’d rather die than accept charity from him. Still, he watches and waits. Insisting again and again that I have something he wants to buy. It’s insane. I have nothing of value to sell. Absolutely nothing. My phone screen is cracked and my truck could easily be mistaken for scrap. Wait. No! Surely not. He can’t possibly be thinking that. Can he?

FOSTER “Look out for Zach and don’t hit on him.” My brother’s request sounds easy enough. Keep an eye out for his best friend on campus and keep my hands to myself. Easy. Even if Zach is a quintessential nerd, who I’ve always thought was cute, I don’t have the time to think with my … stick. There’s only one stick I should be focused on this year, and that’s my hockey stick. My goal once I graduate is to get an NHL contract. The last thing I need is a distraction. On or off the ice. Only, keeping to the rules is harder than I thought it would be. ZACH People confuse me. And no one more than Foster Grant. I’ve barely spoken two words to him in the whole time I’ve known him, but the second I step foot on campus, he’s impossible to shake. I can never anticipate his next move. And whenever we’re together, my next move is a total mystery as well. I want to give in to him, but that might mean coming clean about something I’ve never been bothered about before. I’m still carrying my V-card. And I think it’s time to turn it in.

What do you get when you mix a mobster with the son of the yakuza? A marriage bathed in blood. I never expected to be getting married, but when a business opportunity lands in my lap, I know I have to take it. After all, my family means the world to me. I’ll do anything to keep them safe, even if it’s entering a marriage that’s nothing more than convenience so I can pop out an heir. However, that’s not what happens. The Hayashi’s pull a fast one and I’m left with a snarling godd*mn hellhound on my hands. Harlow is nothing like the demure, sweet woman I signed up for. No, he’s got teeth and he knows how to use them. There’s no going back. I’ll either fall in love or bury another lover.