[COMPLETE] Beowulf is a 17-year-old who just wants to be a Boxer. He doesn't do relationships anymore, and he is homophobic. So what happens when the boy he meets in the bread and peanut butter aisle at Walmart makes him start to question his sexuality? Ridge is almost 18 and still mateless. When he meets his mate in Walmart he is ecstatic. Only problem? His mate doesn't go to his school and he is homophobic. Can Ridge keep Beowulf safe from a jealous cousin as well as get him to accept him as his mate? Will Ridge be able to save Beowulf's best friend when he gets kidnapped? Will Beowulf be able to overcome his phobia as well as get Braider off his back? --This is part of a series-- **The NAME Series** Book 1: Beowulf (BoyXBoy) Book 2: Sebastian (BoyXBoy) Book 3: Milo (ManXBoy) Book 4: Abram (ManXMan) Book 5: Jonah (ManXMan) Book 6: Oliver (ManXMan) Book 7: Niles (ManXMan) Book 8: Mathias (BoyXBoy) **This is NOT a malepreg story, guys. :) I've been asked before, and asked if I can turn it into one, but The NAME Series will most likely NOT have malepreg in it. Sorry.** Beowulf © 2017 Anissa_Eylene555 All Rights Reserved This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. The creation, "Beowulf", including all chapters, epilogues, and associated content is copyrighted. All rights reserved by the owner and creator of this book and any unauthorized copying, plagiarism, manipulation, distribution or telecasting constitutes as a transgression of copyright and therefore is punishable by law.

Description: Kyrian Volkov is not your typical Omega. Standing at 6'4", with the face of a god and the attitude of a king, the world sees him as a dominant Alpha model. But behind the glamour, he hides a fragile secret-a sensitive body and a craving to be taken care of. Lorenzo Moretti is a man of lethal precision. To the world, he is a ruthless Casino Mogul and the Don of the Italian Mafia. In the shadows, he is a brilliant Surgeon who decides who lives and who dies. He is an Enigma-rare, dangerous, and obsessed with control. What happens when the chaotic, sassy model crashes into the life of the disciplined, cold-hearted Doctor? Kyrian is used to breaking rules, but Lorenzo is the one who makes them. "He was the storm looking for a shelter. He was the silence looking for a heartbeat."

Mike feels bad after him and Wills nasty argument, so he goes to apologize just to get poured on.. He makes it there in pain and ends up spending the night from the storm....

Right after the breakup between Mike and El, Mike learns that his true feelings were always meant for someone else. (takes place after season 4)

Ever since Will was found, Mike can't stand the idea of losing him again. He sticks close-at school, at home, even during D&D. Will thinks Mike is just shaken. The truth: Mike realized something terrifying while Will was gone.

BYLER they say.. Can they confess their love?? And when they do, can they survive the consequences? FT: VECNA?!!

After a long stretch of silence, Mike comes back to Hawkins carrying more than a suitcase-regret, unfinished apologies, and everything he never said. Will has built a new life in the meantime, new friends and new armor, determined not to let old wounds reopen. But the moment they're in the same town again, the past starts pressing in-along with the unsettling question of whether the mysteries Hawkins created were ever truly sealed. As they chase answers they're not sure they want, they stumble through jealousy, guilt, and the fear of losing each other all over again. Friendship turns into something deeper, and far more dangerous- the kind of relationship that forces them to be honest at last. ***English isn't my first language, so go easy on me :)

So Steve becomes a dad, Billy loses his shit, and the kids try to figure out everything.........I'll have an actual description in the future........

Mike and Will. Will and Mike. Best friends since God knows when-since scraped knees and basement floors, since walkie-talkies crackling past curfew, since the world first taught them that monsters were real and childhood never really let you go. Their lives had grown outward in sensible, adult directions-marriages, mortgages, children who called them Dad-but the center had never shifted. Some things didn't. Some things stayed where they were first set down, quiet and patient, waiting. And every time their paths crossed again-at school pickup lines, at holiday dinners, at late-night phone calls that started as nothing and lingered too long-it was there. Unnamed. Unmoved. Still theirs.

I'm a beta , didn't you see? are you ?.....