Corbyn Besson has had cystic fibrosis since he was a baby. At age ten he could give himself all of his medications, he was practically a nurse. Corbyn dreamed of falling in love, he would read romantic novels about young love and wished that it was him. But he didn't want to become too attached to someone romanticall...
in which i write gay one shots about everybody's five favorite white boys :)
[COMPLETE!] oh, honey i'd walk through fire for you, just let me adore you. - WHY DON'T WE BXB ONESHOTS ! started: august, 2019 ended: april 30, 2022
This is first long story that will be posted here. Written by @talkativeghoul, I have another account minighoul on which this story will also be posted so if story is gone from this group you can go there and read this story comes as a pleasant change for our group. Enjoy and dont forget to vote and comment. Summary:...
what happenes when a girl meets a bunch of kpop idols will there be love , fighting , friendship, find out in carnival (based off a dream I had)
SEQUEL TO 'SEPARATION: The Original': "I hate you! I wish you had never saved me!" It has been fifteen months and Holland, Ryker, and Grey are finally together again. Each had been suffering in the worst way possible over the past year. Can they push through their sufferings and be like they were before? Or will it a...
*MATURE CONTENT-18+ ONLY* Fifteen months. 456 days. Holland, Ryker, and Grey have endured through hell, and they are finally reunited. For now. ______________________________ PLEASE NOTE: This is the sequel to the rewritten version of "Separation".
You asked, I listened. Here's the original story of Separation. Merry Chrysler everyone. *****MATURE CONTENT. 18+ ONLY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.***** "I will not hesitate to bend you over the nearest surface, and spank the living day lights out of you. Am I making myself clear?" Holland has always had separation anxiety...
*****MATURE CONTENT. 18+ ONLY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.***** "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I finally managed to moan out. The hand on my hip reached up to grip my throat. "What a dirty mouth you have," he smirked as he applied light pressure to my throat. It was hard to breathe, making my head feel light yet heavy at the same time...