It's Dad's 46th birthday. What do you think of when someone mentions the word birthday? For me, it's a cake. I'm going to make one for him. Let's hope it turns out good.

Jonathan, a 17-year-old boy with a ready smile, is the sarcastic soul of the school, the one with a joke on the tip of his tongue... but it's all a facade. Behind that forced cheerfulness lies an abyss: alcohol and tobacco addiction, deep depression, an eating disorder, and a hell at home where his father physically and psychologically abuses him. When his truth comes to light, Jonathan is committed to an exclusive institution for young men with mental disorders. There, while battling the demons within, he meets five boys as broken as he is: one obsessed with control, one with a bipolar disorder, another with uncontrollable rages, one trapped in delusions, another who hasn't spoken in years, and now, one who seems perfect... until he isn't.

•BL• RATED 18• ─────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ "Merry-go-round, You're going to be chased back even if death pulls you apart." ─────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ [ Photo that has been used in the media isn't mine. Credit to the rightfully and respected owner.] R18+ ©UniquelyFerocious ©All rights reserved.

Blythe Lovelace exists. He doesn't do much else. He's just there, living with his mom and brothers. But when family drama unfolds, and his older brother leaves him to go off to college, Blythe faces the consequences of everyone else's actions. His mother sends him off to a boys home for the summer, and Blythe doesn't expect much until he actually gets there, and he realizes that maybe his life is worth living and maybe, just maybe, he'll get a family of his own. The cover picture is not mine. I got it from Pinterest. Everything else is mine though. No stealing.

Julien Mercier is eighteen, reckless, and drowning in the chaos of his own mind. Because of his Bipolar disorder his mind runs too fast, his rage cuts too deep. After one spiral too many, his family sends him across the ocean to an institute in America called 'Boys Home', where walls and rules are supposed to fix what's broken. Sarcasm is his shield, self-destruction his only comfort until he meets the other boys of the institute. Julien isn't sure if he's falling apart or finally being seen.

hi........ This isn't just a single story. I'll be posting a different short story once a month. (Different story different name different character different genre) The stories could be BL, GL, straight, or even outside the romance genre. The themes will be intense and heavy (very heavy and raw) so I suggest thinking twice before reading. Since each story is different, I won't be able to give specific warnings in advance. Every story will have a unique ending some happy, some dark but I promise you'll love them. Enjoy✨

Ever since the day I sent Max home from work because I thought he was slacking, only to find out he was suffering from a migraine, I've been unable to stay away from him. He's sweet, a little shy, and he's so eager to please. When we're in a meeting together and he fails to tell me he's suffering from yet another migraine and almost passes out from the pain, our whirlwind romance begins. I want to take care of him as badly as I need to take my next breath. But Max is hiding a lot of secrets--dangerous secrets. He's in desperate need of protection. And my obsession with him makes me the perfect man for the job.

Alessandro Russo, rules with six sons who kill as silently as winter rain. Elio was stolen years ago by a mother slipping into madness, and every drop of blood the Russos spill is spent on the same unanswered question: Where is he? Unseen by them, Elio survives in a cramped apartment, believing hunger and silence are the only ways to be good. He waits for his mom to come home, never knowing that his family wants nothing more than to cuddle him into their arms.

New York never slept, but that night, the Ricci household did. The penthouse, usually filled with laughter, music, and the scent of fresh espresso, had fallen into an eerie silence. The soft hum of the baby monitor sat unnoticed on the bedside table. No one heard the creak of the nursery door. No one noticed the absence of breath from the bassinet. By morning, the world had changed. Three year old Alessandro Ricci was gone. The first scream came from Valentina, the eldest daughter. She was the one who found the empty crib, the soft blue blanket discarded on the floor. Then came the chaos-the panic in their father's voice as he barked orders in rapid Italian, the trembling in their mother's hands as she clutched the baby's last-worn onesie. The police swarmed in, news cameras soon followed, and for days, the Ricci's were a family under siege. A family in mourning. Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months. The trail went cold. The whispers began-speculations, doubts, cruel insinuations that an influential family like theirs should have been able to protect their own. But the Ricci's knew the truth. Someone had taken Alessandro. And three years later, as the city moved on, they never did. Because somewhere out there, their baby brother was waiting to come home.

After a failed suicide attempt, seventeen-year-old Elio is put in a mental hospital. There he meets his new caretaker, Wes, a 20-year-old psychiatry student on an internship. The two of them form a strong bond as Wes helps Elio get back on his feet, getting closer than they should as time goes by. This is not only a story about love, but also about life struggles and self-acceptance. I hope you give it a try! :) ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains smut, violence, self-harm, blood, drugs, mentions of child abuse, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of suicide, etc. If you feel like that kind of content is triggering or too much, maybe this story isn't for you.