COMPLETED. He's not strong, or brave, or even smart. He believes himself ugly, useless and his parents enforce it every day. He has nothing and no one. Well, Michael has nothing but words. Words and a certain Luke Hemmings.

he was the happiest person i knew key word: was (this was originally called razors )

After George and Clay got together, life went on. Unfortunately not everyone is happy with their relationship and they show this clearly. After a lot of bullying, trying to break their relationship and a lot of pain caused, George doesn't seem to be able to take it anymore. (I recommend reading the other first!) TW's: -Suicide attempt -Sexual assault -Homophobia -Self harm -Bullying -Abuse

Dante Harris was running. Running from an abusive past. Running from a messy break up. Running from the life he left in the small city of Round Rock Texas. Somehow this small town boy has found himself in the busy streets of New York City, and in the arms of one Samuel Deminico (not intentionally of course). Sammy's managed to survive in the Big Apple all his life. The city has brought him major once in a lifetime opportunities, such as opening up his dream boxing gym. He never thought he'd need to use his self defense moves outside of the ring... but one particular crackhead proved him wrong the night of April 15th. That was when Sammy met Dante. •• "You ever get punched in the face by a crackhead?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Then don't speak on it like you've been punched in the face by a crackhead." *this book is unedited

in which a boy has thirty days to convince his crush to not commit suicide. tw! mentions of suicide, self-harm & depression. [COMPLETE] lowercase intended. started: 04/08/2020 finished: 04/10/2020 milestones: #4 in lgbt - 5/26/20 #4 in lgbtq - 5/26/20

TW: Social Anxiety, Sexual Assault, Domestic Abuse. After escaping from his abusive father, Mitchell Anderson has to keep a low profile in a new town in order to not get caught. But when he catches the eye of the most popular boy at school who seems hell-bent on making Mitchell his, Mitchell has to decide whether it's time for him to face love head on and fight for his happiness, or give in to his traumatic past that is certainly catching up. Ethan Knowles didn't think the new guy at school was the one to finally make him fall in love. It happened quicker than Ethan could even pause to take a breath. He would go to the ends of the world to make Mitchell his boyfriend, but when the boy's past catches up with them, Ethan is put between a rock and a hard place. Can these two overcome the challenges set before them or will they give up on their love?

Raiden never had it easy. Abused and hurt at a young age made him a shut off person. He wasn't the same person he was a few years back. Depressed, lonely, and cold. That's how he became. The marks on his body told stories too painful to hear, and too tough to witness. He never thought he'd fall in love again, or even talk again. His walls are thick and hard to crack. However, Thomas didn't believe so. Amidst the fight for power and control between the same family, and dark past ties to the present, Thomas refused to submit to anything against his beliefs. His one and only belief that everyone deserved a chance at love.

Jesse's life turns upside down once the football player from his school finds out he's gay. Because of that he has to obey to jock's every command or else his secret will be revealed to everyone. Jesse already had a hard enough life because of his alcoholic father and insensitive mother and this made things even more complicated. Not to mention the fact that he was living in a pretty homophobic environment and for his own safety he had to hide his true identity. Will Jesse be able to overcome this challenge? You'll have to read more to find out. *DISCLAIMER - Story contains themes that some readers may consider disturbing such as suicide, homophobia, violence and more. If you're easily triggered by the things mentioned above this content may not be right for you. Ps. This is a first draft of the book. You can find the polished version of this story here by a different title (Melancholic.) It is also uploaded on DREAME and Inkitt. I'd recommend checking that out because it has less errors, a few changes and some added scenes.

Maybe if Thomas had lived a different life. Maybe if Mark hadn't been such a mess. Maybe it would have been different. But turning back the clock is never an option. And fixing one's mistakes is not easily done. *** "Are you not going to ask me if I'm gay?" "Your sexuality is your business". "Yeah, but..." "There are no 'but's. As long as you're okay with yourself and as long as you are not harming yourself or anyone else, who you are and who you like is none of my business". "Even if who I like is you?" "Even if who you like is me".

BOOK ONE Coming out was supposed to set Julian free. Instead, it left him with a broken arm, a mother who won't stop preaching, and a silence that grows heavier every day. High school feels like a cage, and Julian is certain he doesn't belong anywhere-until Paul crashes into his world. With his inked skin, effortless charm, and a following that makes him untouchable, Paul should be the last person Julian lets close. Loving Paul means risking exposure, rejection, and heartbreak all over again. Worse, it means facing the cruelest voice of all-the one inside Julian's own head. Tender, raw, and unflinching, Open is a story about first love, first heartbreak, and finding the courage to believe you're worthy of both. ::: I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.