Cover illustration by Ashe Green
After losing his first love to a brutal murder at fifteen, Jonah has sworn off letting anyone close to his heart. That’s why he finds himself in Eric’s bed. No strings, no feelings—their relationship couldn’t possibly evolve beyond meaningless sex. It should have been the perfect plan, but Jonah didn’t count on Eric having a roommate. As their paths keep crossing, Alan’s endearing smiles and summer-sky eyes stir something dangerous in Jonah’s chest—a fierce protectiveness that threatens to shatter his defenses.
Alan can’t believe his eyes when the gorgeous man he’s been quietly admiring at his favorite café suddenly appears in his kitchen—half-naked, no less. Behind Alan’s timid exterior lies a vivid imagination fueled by the steamy stories he writes, but he never expected his favorite muse to end up in his best friend’s bed. Life has a strange sense of humor, but despite his anxiety and guilty conscience, Alan remains optimistic. After all, even the darkest clouds have a silver lining.
His Tiny Sun is a tender yet steamy romance that balances raw emotion with warmth and humor. Through gentle care and healing moments, two wounded souls discover that even the deepest scars can heal—especially when Jonah’s guarded heart can’t help but melt for his tiny sun.
Details
| Words: | 119,000 |
| Published: | November 15, 2024 |
| Genres: | MM Romance, New Adult, Contemporary |
| Happy Ending: | Yes |
| Themes: | Grumpy & Sunshine, Grief, Love After Loss, Anxiety, Body Image, Insecurities, Trauma Healing, Rocky Friendships, Hurt/Comfort. |
| Steam Level: | 4/5 🔥 Explicit open door |
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Author’s Note
Countless tears were shed while writing this story. Exploring grief and trauma wasn’t easy, but I’m excessively proud of the result. My favorite thing about this story is the way I managed to balance heavy angst with fluff and humor. My goal was to explore these themes with the care they deserve, while offering the characters—and readers—the comfort they deserve.
Excerpt
Chapter 14: The Cheesecake Analogy
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They held each other for a long time, their hands following the tempo of the waves crashing on the beach as they softly stroked each other’s back and hair. Jonah gazed into the horizon, letting himself get hypnotized by the moonlight dancing on the surface of the lake.
For the first time since he could remember, he had no desire to surrender himself to the current. He owed it to the tiny sun currently shedding silent tears in his arms.
The cacophony of loud alarms and overwhelming thoughts in his head finally died down, allowing him to focus on the present. As Jonah admired the sparkling lights on the ever-moving waves, he took in the beauty of the moment they’d just shared.
He was still terrified—he doubted that would ever change—but no longer did he want to shut the rest of the world out.
Being strong meant allowing oneself to be vulnerable; that was how people connected and learned from each other. Elliot had tried to teach Jonah that lesson back then, but only now did it truly sink in.
As time stretched on, Alan’s arms slowed down, then stopped moving. Moments later, his body went limp. He’d fallen asleep.
Jonah let his mind wander while Alan rested against his chest. Elliot’s death had revealed how terribly cruel life could be, but now Jonah also recognized how it shed light on his own resilience. Despite countless moments of contemplating joining Elliot in death, Jonah had consistently chosen life. This realization showed his deep desire to live, even if it meant facing the frightening unknown.
Embracing the prospect of being scared and hurt opened a multitude of doors within his heart that he’d sealed a long time ago. Jonah allowed himself to explore all the moments they would share if Alan still wanted to be with him after tonight: animated conversations, delicious meals, lazy mornings in bed, walks on the beach.
Jonah daydreamed of afternoons spent at the park, during which Alan would write, and Jonah would draw. Then, they would cuddle under the sun and search the sky for fancy clouds. A butterfly would land on Alan’s knee, and he would gasp in awe while Jonah snapped a picture.
And then they would kiss.
Ashe Green 