P A R I S T U E © 2025 All Rights Reserved To The Original Author _ "If one day the moon calls you by your name, don't be surprised because every night I tell her about you."

They meet at a party thrown by their friends. But can their attraction really turn into love? Even when one belongs to the mafia and the other is still hung up on their ex? • Mafia / Crime • Story 3/4 • Includes members of other groups 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚!

Nate and Bailey were like oil and water. They had been fighting since middle school, at it as though they were the hero and villain of a weekly serial destined to always try to one-up each other. After a couple of years of college, however, one summer is going to shake things up. Emulsify them, if you will. And it's going to get kinky. This is a mature mxm novel. It contains mature language, explicit sex with BDSM themes, and other mature situations and themes. All characters (and readers too, please!) are 18+.

Ashton's life is well, different you could say. Born into a mafia family with four protective brothers and being gay is not easy for an seventeen year old boy. How will he cope with his family, the business and maybe love along the way? Read to find out ;) This is NOT an incest story but it does contain boyxboy love, violence and cursing. If you don't like that you probably shouldn't read this story. I hope you enjoy my work ♡

enoch feels too much & draco doesn't feel enough d. malfoy / male oc started 2018 completed 2019 book 1 of 2

Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

Two pretty badass college roommates living together. Sounds great already, right? Well it gets better. The two start to feel a romance brewing, it leads to confusion and fear. But guess what? They're still super badass.

(finished) Part 2: Don't you hate it when you thought you were done with your conflicting feelings, suddenly you have them coming back to you when you least expect it?, when you develop feelings for someone you think you have no chances with, when people think that those feelings aren't accepted by society, when you can't get your crush to notice you, then you feel like the world just crumbles around you when things just don't work out the way how you wanted it to be? I... I like him... But there's just so much shit going on that I don't know if I can bring myself to be with him... ...So I'm writing down all of this in my journal to pour all my thoughts out... Because I just need to express these feelings out somehow... -Jackson #2 - closeted #76 - homo