Eighteen-year-old Hugo runs from his past with his baby in his arms. Nineteen-year-old Maceo just wanted a roommate, not a reason to feel again. Two broken lives, one small apartment. Secrets, healing, and something that feels a lot like love. Maybe getting lost was the only way to be found. #1 in #gayteen 3/9/26 DISCLAIMER: The story is in its first draft. After the story is complete it will be heavily edited.

In the Astor Group Ice Arenas, the worlds of ice hockey and figure skating merge by the border between working-class Brunson and the upper-crust Lake City. Liam Astor is the boy everyone knows. Everyone knows he's the son of the CEO of Astor Investments Group. Everyone knows he only skates with his partner. Everyone knows his favorite hobby is turning heads and slacking jaws. And everyone knows he had a summer fling with another boy when he went away before senior year. Eli Blake is the boy who's lost too much to throw his goals all away for distractions. He has a plan to make it out of Brunson, and it involves throwing himself at his chances of a pro career with the NHL. No college, no grades, no detours except whatever he strictly has to do to get by and make it to his ultimate goal. Eli is a mystery to Liam. And Liam is too enticing for Eli to be able to resist. Maybe the boy everybody knows has a secret side to him as well. And maybe, the boy who can't afford distractions could use one after all.

Nathan Ellis is 21 years old. He works night shifts at the same Garage he's been at for 3 years. He rides a motorbike, Drinks beer and has a hard time not acting on impulse. Hes been Dating Elizabeth for the past 7 months, though, the feelings she was supposed to give him, he just didn't Get. Bentley Maddon is 19 years old. Elizabeth's brother and a true artist behind the keys of a piano. He has a sever need for order, cleanliness and control. Something changed that night, the night Nathan heard Bentleys music, a subtle, yet intense, connection started to form, will the boys follow there impulses and see where things lead, or will they maintain their carefully curated control and keep their distance? Only time will tell. DISCLAIMER: This book contains mature themes. Language/ Sex/ Violence/ Homophobia. Word count: 67,222.

[ boy x boy ] Ethan Ryder wasn't planning on moving to a new town just before starting his final year at high school. He wasn't planning on leaving his friends behind, only to have to make new ones. He wasn't planning on leaving his dad behind, either. But after Ethan's mom caught her husband cheating, she ran off, taking nothing but her two children and a lorry full of furniture. And leaving nothing but the divorce papers. Ethan's family was struggling with money; leaving on such short notice it was hard for his mom to secure a job. And with Ethan starting brand new at a new school, he had his own problems. Babysitting his little sister, dealing with a new, demanding friend, the threats of beginning at a new school, and a cute guy in his photography class that won't leave him alone. - - - - - Cover credit: @LuCaBeLLe - - - - - - Nominated for the Watty's 2018 Longlist #1 - #breakstereotypes / 10.8.18 #13 - #stereotypes / 22.8.18 #3 - #fandom / 29.12.18 #16 - #romance / 5.12.18 #1 - #homosexual /15.12.18 #1 - #highschool / 21.3.19 #1 - #cliche / 23.2.19 #3 - #completed / 13.3.19 #6 - #gay / 28.3.19 #8 - #lgbt / 15.7.19

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

I need space. Those were the words Jacky said to Ryan the night before they both left for separate colleges. Now, each of them will try to learn who they are without the other. Will their paths lead them back together?

"Dammit woman, talk to me," Zach pulls at his hair in frustration; his eyes never leave my face. There is a hint of sadness in his voice but other than that, he sounds cynically mad. I shake my head no, with my gaze still on the floor. Suddenly, he tips my chin with his index finger to make my eyes meet his. "Is it true?" he grits out, "That you can't speak?" I try to blink the unshed tears away and focus on my breathing. Yes. . . . He has been searching for her. He wants his revenge. Fate makes it easier for him. Out of the blue, the woman who broke him falls right at his lap. The only problem is- she already is broken beyond repair. Does he have the heart to break an already broken girl he once loved? Feelings start resurfacing and, secrets become unveiled. Will Zach ever find out the real victim in all of this? Or will it be too late? . . . A billionaire romance Not a single boring chapter, I swear ;) Ranking- #2 in love (23.10.2022) #10 in romance (24.10.2022)

"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

"I hate you - so much Tripp." More confusion because, once more, wasn't this a good thing? "Why did you have to say that? What if," A little quieter, just above a whisper. "What if we mess up our friendship?" "But what if we don't?" "You don't know that," I bumped his nose with my finger. "And neither do you. So, why don't we give it a shot?" He bit down on his bottom lip, hesitation and worry filling his gaze. __ This is literally a story that follows the plot of two best friends realizing their feelings for each other, yes, I know, very cliche, but I enjoyed writing it. There will be mature LGBT+ content, so if you don't want to read those chapters or this story, skip it. Highest Rankings (that I'm aware of): LGBT+: #3 , College Romance: #2 , Gay: #19 / GayPride: #2, Gay boyxboy #1