Jonah Moshe knew working over Christmas break would be awful, especially at Happy's 24/7 Pharmacy, where he'd get to start his day in a dimly lit convenience store that smelled like cat food and cigarettes, listening to his co worker blab on for six hours straight. But then Nicky Haddad comes in. And he comes again. And again. And again. And suddenly, working the morning shift doesn't seem all that bad. (Double POV story)

"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.

Mickey was a skater. River was too smart for his own good. But being polar opposites didn't stop them from being best friends. Ever since they were little, they would sit in the treehouse in Mickey's garden, and feel like they were on top of the whole world. But as they got older, they realised that the world was much bigger, and they needed to find a way to explore it.

What do you get when you put a neurotic failed jock and the guy he used to bully in high school in one apartment? Well, an interesting situation. That's for sure. *** Twenty-one-year-old Nick Walsh was used to being overlooked. His parents were always busy. He had never been as bold and outgoing as his friends. He couldn't seem to get lucky in love, and, after failing to get the attention of scouts for years, he can add 'failed soccer player' to the list. There was nothing keeping Nick home. So, what's a 'loser' with no plan in life to do, except flee abroad and escape having to think about life for a while? Nick had no idea what he'd find in the Netherlands. But he never thought it would be Blake Passant, a boy he has a long, troubled history with, sleeping in the bedroom opposite his in his student dorm.

(BxB) "I don't believe in ghosts," Koda whispered. "Well," Alfie twisted the ring on his index finger. An excited shine returned to his eyes. His crush had never stared for so long, "would you believe me if I said that your mother is standing right behind you?" A week after Alfie's crush loses his parent, they are forced to talk when the ghost of Koda's mother reaches out to Alfie, demanding to speak with her son. Among the mist of grief, It wasn't any ordinary ghost wanting to say a final goodbye to the one she loved, it wasn't just an affectionate relationship developing between the ghost's son and the medium, it was the beginning of something much more dangerous.

In which a dancing, rapping white boy meets Brooklyn-born Vinny Vitale and realizes, hey. I may be gay. A short story.

This is not my story and I do not want any credit for this story. ORIGINAL WRITER : tbhyourelame I only wanted a way for everyone to be able to read this amazingly written work as it was originally posted to ao3. If you can I know that the writer would really appreciate you reading the story on there however I know that there is a long wait time. Also I would like to say if tbhyourelame wants me to take this down I will do so straight away as I respect their wishes

Confused, chaotic and closeted. If you ask Milo Jiang to describe himself in three words, those are the words he would choose. Mostly because his vocabulary is extremely limited. With a life full of routine, Milo spends his time studying for tests, failing them, and studying for them all over again. Until Xen Rathore, his father's business partner's son - sorry, his obnoxious son - offers to tutor him. Only then does Milo realise that his life is a story, and not just three words. - started: august 12th, 2020. completed: october 21st, 2020.

After getting caught by the police, Axis Imber is sent to a school for misfits. A school to some, a prison for most. Serpenti High is a place like no other. It is ruled by the most rebellious and dangerous teenagers whose social statuses are defined by an unfair system called 'The Ranking System.' The concept is simple: only the fittest survive. Will Axis be able to survive the cruel system? Or will he fall on his knees and become a victim? What happens when he meets someone he never expected to meet again? Axis has changed his name since the orphanage, but he can't change his past. A story of new allies, dangerous enemies, hearbreaking betrayals, and forbidden love. Trigger warning: fighting, swearing, smut, and way too many bad boys *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP