George was finally over his best friend, or so he thought. After nearly a year something triggers all his feelings that he had tried to hard so hold back. Now George is on a spontaneous one way trip back to london thinking this will be the key to solving all his problems... but maybe this just made it worse. ~~~~ this book contains: - mentions of alcohol/ bering drunk - mentions of drugs/ being on drugs - fluff & a happy ending - HEAVY angst - sexual reference / acts - swear words - sensitive topics ** trigger warning: ** - depression - suicidal thoughts - assault

⚠️TW⚠️ Mentions of suicide and attempts Complete✔️ George felt he had nothing to live for anymore, he drove to an tall empty bridge and leaned forward, only to be stoped... Get tf out of here I wrote this 2 years ago.

༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell

A melancholic prince wanders his palace. A humble servant obeys his every wish. When their paths cross, the universe is turned upside down. Only fate knows these two, star-crossed lovers destinies. (story is based in medieval times from 1449 - 1450) hi everyone! i am new to Wattpad and this is my first story! if you enjoy, please share this story. i am always looking to improve, so please feel free to leave constructive criticism. - cloud :)

Falsely arrested for the murder of his best friend, was enough to make George the most miserable man in the world. He wasn't built for life in prison, and ending up in one of the most dangerous prisons in L'manburg wasn't too good either. He was, admittedly, one of the closest things to a girl in this prison and was the target of some unwanted attention. With no strength or experience on his side, he will have to find a way to survive. __________________________________________ Includes fluff, angst, SA, and talks of suicide. For the last two may not remember to label the chapters they are on

this story starts at the end of george's life where he spends his last few moments on this earth writing a melancholy letter to someone who will never read it. to someone that doesn't exist in his story yet. but that someone soon will. • hs au • story contains multiple triggers such as: topics of~ depression, suicide, substance usage, eventual nsfw (only between consenting cc's and the characters being 18), abuse, and possibly more that will be added to this list over time. • in general, it will be relatively angsty so read with caution

George is young and in love, living with his high school sweetheart. Their bond seemed unbreakable, with a key for each of their hearts. Soon to be married, and so in love it blinds George from the truth of his relationship. That he, is domestically abused. (Originally from my Oneshot Story, now with it's own book.) -Warning- ·Disorders such as Schizophrenia, PTSD, and Bipolar Depression are mentioned. ·Self Harm is mentioned. ·Domestic Abuse included. ·Violence and possible Gore.

George is the perfect student, he had been a stellar student, teachers' pet and the ideal perfect son for his parents. When he's paired with the most popular football player in his school, old feelings that took years to hide are brought back to the surface. What happens when Clay makes it his mission to prove that George isnt as perfect he claims to be? COVER ART CREDS: Val_Kurry on Instagram ❤️

when we were young | adele clay and george were childhood friends, but george had to move away. and with distance, they drifted apart. years later, george inherits his grandparents' house in their old neighborhood, where he and clay used to play. what's peculiar was the box of letters there for george, all in clay's handwriting. " love letters, to what used to be you and i. " --- intentional lowercase :) cross-posted on ao3 ( 02/06/21 - 02/26/21 ) ( 03/09/21 ) ; edited wc: 16,452 words

And when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and you can do whatever you want. What do you call it? Freedom or loneliness?