Cole's life has never been his. For as long as he could remember, his one job in life was to play the role of a copycat. He's had to pretend to be his older brother as soon as his parents realized the two looked very alike to one another despite not being twins. His birth wasn't planned nor wanted so what better way to make use of an unwanted child than to constantly put their life in danger? He swears his parents had the most fucked up logic he's ever heard of but this is his life and it'd continue to be that way until the day one of his brother's assassins finally succeeded in killing him. Well, that's what he thought until he was kidnapped by the Azure Dragon's group and encountered their boss, Eros. Not caring much about who he was, Cole punched him. Yup, he punched one of the largest mafia groups in the U.S.' boss right in the face. But who knew that one punch would, instead of ending his life, change it? --------------- "I have to pee" I said monotonously to the guard in front of me. I could immediately tell he thought that I was hoping to be led to a bathroom so I can find an escape, but I didn't need a bathroom. The bucket would do just fine. And as expected, that's what was given to me. I had relieved myself a few times in the dingy little thing unfortunately but, rather that than piss myself. "You go in there" he said and I looked down at my tied legs. "How am I supposed to pee with my legs tied?" I said and he looked at me confused. "My dick is small" I said holding up my pinky for emphasis and the guy gave me a disgusted look. "Make it quick" he said gruffly after untying my legs and helped me stand up. "Can you turn around?" I asked as I saw the man was just standing there. "No" he said. Whatever, his nose not mine. [Completed. 125k words]

« You think you're being smart challenging me like this. » « No, but if you think I'm afraid of you, you're wrong. » « I won't be. » . . . Akara isn't a great student. The school he goes to is prestigious and hosts to a very different sort of student than Akara. It's why after years of skipping school and being generally absent during classes it shouldn't be a huge surprise that they send the school prefect, Jacob, out to babysit him. Much to their displeasure. When his friend Amir pisses off the rich school bully Atlas by stealing his phone and making him chase him all the way to the skate park tensions naturally rise between the boys and it doesn't exactly help when Akara tries to return the phone but ends up running away with it as well. Caught between pissing off a bully and the school prefect Akara's going to have a lot on his plate this year.

*COMPLETED* (27.12.2020) "What about you?" Parker asked. "I don't think I'm capable of love," I answered. "Did you get your heart broken?" He smirked. "Oh no, a lot of things are broken, but strangely not my heart. I have quite a healthy heart. It beats between 60 and 100bpm." I paused. "Except for when I run." Parker stared at me. *** What happens when a quiet and calm Dandelion meets a loud and scowling Parker? Conan moves to the Big City for University, but he's not like other boys. He doesn't know how to interact with others. He is socially awkward, and is often considered as "weird" or "strange". He also can't touch people without feeling sick. But why? Parker is a sex addict. He's wild, outgoing, and loves to party. He's known to be a playboy who changes women quicker than his socks. Not a day goes by when he's not in bed with someone else. But what happens when he meets a boy who can't be touched? Highest ranks: #39 fiction 03.01.20 #35 featured 05.12.20 #3 queer 23.12.2020 #4 gay 06.01.2021 #34 depression 23.12.2020 #8 bl 23.12.2020 #108 youngadult 23.12.2020 #32 featured 27.12.2020 #34 comedy 23.12.2020 #34 bisexual 27.12.2020 #313 teen fiction 27.12.2020 #5 boyxboy 30.12.2020 #2 bxb 03.01.2021 #17 LGBT 03.01.2021 #475 romance 03.01.2021 #tragedy #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance

Sometimes, I wondered if there was ever a time when I hadn't cared about others' opinions, either the subtle ones that I'd heard through hushed whispers... or the harsher ones I'd fabricated within my own mind. If there was a way to appease the vicious hounding of my own worries as they nipped at my heels, it felt far beyond my reach. I longed for the peace of hearing something unpleasant and allowing it to rush through me without it tearing me apart. --- Bennett Oden had long ago grown accustomed to the numbing coldness of reality. He led a miserable existence at the hands of his father, but starving was all he knew. He understood how to navigate it... and how to survive on having just enough. On being just enough. Then, he crashed into Mason Locke-warmth incarnate. [Book 1 of The Rapture Series. Stand-Alone.)

Dallas hates his brother's best friend, Grayson Scott. He's annoying, rude and always makes fun of him for no reason. But everything changes when they share a drunken kiss... (BoyxBoy)

NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED "He squints his eyes at me with an intense glare that makes me squirm. I don't know if it's the intense pain in my shoulder or his stare, but something sends a shiver down my spine. I have now extended to my full height and look up to realize this guy is towering over me, not looking too happy. I become aware of our close proximity and take a step back, averting my eyes from his intense gaze. I clear my throat and fumble with the edge of my apron, looking down as I say, 'Sorry 'bout that.' I hear no response. I wait a moment, then I look up and he's gone." Spencer Hastings knows one thing for sure: he hates Jack Summers. Everything about him. He hates his rude manners, his intense stare, his restless movements. But he just can't lay a finger on why Jack Summers unnerves him so much. Until now. WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT Updated (bi)weekly on Friday (sometimes updated 1-2 times/week on Wednesdays) BUT CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITE PLEASE LOOK AT LAST CHAPTER FOR EXPLANATION, NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED Highest Rankings: #16 (out of 1.1 million) romance #7 gay #3 gayboys gayships #2 gaylove bxblove gayfanfic gayness #1 wattpride gaycharacter lgbtfiction guyxguy happyending gaypride gaylovestory gayfiction gayaf lgbt Please don't judge too harshly, this is a rough first draft, but I work very hard on it so please still read:-) Comment any suggestions you have or if you'd like to help support each other's stories!

*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston

Elliot Brushwood has no friends at school, and no friends at home either, coming in second to his brother Colby despite being older, unable to focus in school, bullied and side-lined, and too emotional to know how to fight back, it seems as though everything is out of his control. Arran King is the opposite, effortlessly in charge with an unfortunate reputation, a layabout, ruthless, and a murderer... There's nothing Arran dislikes more than weakness. Maybe that's why there was no way the two characters would ever meet. But everything changed when Elliot hit the water, breaking the freezing cold surface of the Lake Ransom, his undue baptism seems to change him forever. Empty to his core, Elliot ventures out at night, to recover the lost bits of his soul. And he might just meet a demon on his way.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

"I scan him over with my eyes, forgetting about the compromising position I'm in with my hips pressed up against his and the pain I feel in my hand. My hands start to search him for any sign he's hurt but it's hard because I see blood mixing with coffee on the floor and I can't seem to find the source of the wound. My fingers gently graze over his stomach and he tenses under my touch. I assume I've found an injury so I lift his black, coffee-soaked t-shirt to investigate. His eyes have been squeezed shut this whole time, his face a look of anguish but they suddenly flash open and his hands abruptly catch mine. He clenches his jaw, my eyes briefly flitter to the motion and then to the red blush of his cheeks. "Get. Your hands. Off my shirt." It takes me a moment to stop staring at his face but I eventually respond. "Yes, of course." I gulp nervously. "I'll get off if you could just-" I nod my head, gesturing toward his large hands that are still clamped tightly onto mine. His eyes widen and he lets go of me immediately. It's when I'm pushing myself off of him that I finally notice the source of the bleeding. All of a sudden my vision goes black." I CAN'T BELIEVE THE ORIGINAL C&N IS ALMOST AT A MILLION READS AND I'M SUPER EXCITED TO BE PUBLISHING THIS EDITED VERSION THAT'S A LOT BETTER WRITTEN!!! I respond to all comments :-) please give the book some love and feel free to point out typos Pictures are from weheartit