A Drarry Story. Set six years after the war: Auror Potter is injured during a hunt for the last remaining members of Voldemort's inner circle. He and Draco are thrown back together into a turbulent acquaintance that still holds some unresolved issues that relate back to a few extraordinary weeks in their sixth year. Written as a sequel to 'Irresistible Poison' by (I believe) Rhysenn and posted on Wattpad by @RomanceeeeeDrarry. I have used the Epilogue of 'Irresistible Poison' as the alternative ending and returned to canon so not all of my story fits exactly with this original.

"You're a psychopath" "I prefer the term creative" After ending up on the wrong side of law. Aphy finds herself in a house full of delinquents. With her traumatic upbringing and cold nature, she ends up in a whole lot of trouble. She is dangerous in a world of crime, gangs and a whole lots of bad guys. Why might you ask, because she has nothing to lose. She's beauty, she's grace, she'll definitely punch you in the face. After all she isn't named after the goddess of love, desire and beauty for nothing. What if she finds love. Something she never thought she would ever. If you have chemistry, you only need one other thing, timing. But timing's a bitch. And love is an unnecessary tragedy. "She had this weird habit of being herself all the time, thats why most didn't like her. She looked like an angel but she's the devil reincarnate."

Luka; The purest boy you could ever meet. Everyone knows he's pure-on the outside and definitely on the inside too. Everyone knows this and no one has ever doubted it and has never tried to. Why go through the trouble when the answer is obviously clear? Luka; When he was young he used the most naive of his childhood wishes to "fix" himself-anything to make his life normal again, and slowly it became habit and ingrained into his own nature. So much so that even if it pained him, he would still act as he's always done. As "Luka." Though one day, when he meets his mate, a whole world of fear and terror clouds him, putting everything he once knew to a halting stop. All he can do now is pretend, pretend, pretend. Started: 03/5/19 Ended: 04/16/19 [A/N: IF YOU SEE ANYONE POSTING THIS STORY UNDER ANY OTHER SITE BESIDES WATTPAD, PLEASE TELL ME. I HAVE ONLY ADVERTISED ON AMINO, UNDER MY WATTPAD USERNAME. ANY OTHER PERSON IS NOT ME UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE.]

"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)

[BxB] Waking up next to someone after having a little too much to drink was no new, riveting story in this day and age. Waking up next to another boy, when you were also a boy, was a little more interesting, but still nothing to write home about. But waking up in Nico Beckett's sheets? To Wesley, it was a nightmare come to life. ~~~ Wesley Dillon's life was uneventful, and frankly, he liked it that way. He didn't get into trouble, he kept his grades up, he played it safe. He never did anything to rock the boat he was floating in, the calm waters of his lake left undisturbed. Now starting his last year in high school, Wes was content to continue living his life as he always has - but sometimes, and only sometimes, he caught himself wishing that something could make ripples in his tiny world. What he wasn't ready for were the waves that were Nico Beckett - a troublemaker, womaniser, and an incredibly popular boy at his school. He was everything Wes was not. Nico was the type of guy that Wes never wanted to associate with, but after waking up in his arms with panic in his chest and pains everywhere else, he realised that his life was going to get much, much more complicated. It took him everything to try not to drown as the waves pulled him further and further down. But, somewhere along the way, he wasn't sure that drowning was actually a bad thing. ~~~ #1 in romance (29/09/19) #1 in LGBT (07/09/2019) #1 in bxb (07/09/2019) #1 in boyxboy (08/09/2019) #1 in gay (11/09/2019) #1 in highschool (29/09/19) #1 in school (17/10/19) #1 in comingofage (01/10/19) #1 in slowburn (02/10/19) #1 in BL (04/10/19) #1 in lovetriangle (05/10/19) #1 in family (31/10/19) #1 in comingoutofthecloset (08/01/20) #1 in writtenwithpride (19/06/21) #4 in love (07/03/21)

At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.