His face is so close, he can almost taste him. His fingers twitch, fighting the urge to grip his hips harder. He never imagined feeling this way about the boy. He tries to fight it, but it's nearly impossible. Something's calling to him. Something's gripping his heart, and tugging on it, pulling him toward the boy with an unknown force. ~§~ It's not easy being different from everyone else, or something your parents don't want you to be. It's not easy when you love someone everyone says you shouldn't. Diving into the world of homelessness at the age of 17 was hard. The streets weren't easy, but somehow the young 19-year-old still smiles. He takes an interest in Him. He takes Him under his wings, and gives Him a place to live. He's different from everyone. He doesn't look down on Him. Things become complicated... More complicated than either could have imagined. A life altering news is devastating, and the boy struggles to come to terms with it. It wasn't easy, but he made his pace with it. But will the man make peace with it? Can he let Him go?

[COMPLETED] [Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.] He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention. "I can't write like this," I pointed out. "Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged. "Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine. "Well, aren't you a little a scholar?" *** The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships. [Word Count: 40,216] [BoyxBoy] ~#14 in the "BoyxBoy" tag on 3/5/2019~ ~#14 in the "love" tag on 12/28/2018~ ~#8 in the "lgbt" and "lgbtq" tags on 1/4/2019~ ~#1 in the "loveislove" tag on 1/12/2019~ ~#31 in the "romance" tag on 2/10/2019~ ~#2 in the "BxB" tag on 3/9/2019~

「 "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞"」 ── My feet slammed into the grass, lungs on fire. Blood slicked my hands. I didn't look back. I knew he was there. ❝ Run, baby, run. Run for your fucking life,❞ he growled. ❝ When I catch you, I'll fuck you.❞ ── 𝓐𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮: I bake bread. I keep my head down. I don't speak. Silence is safer than begging. I learned that with blood in my mouth and my stepbrother's words crawling under my skin. He trades me like a cigarette, lit, used and passed on. People forget me. They walk past and look through. But not him. Aaron Deveraux. Leader of The Reapers. He saw me. It started with roses, anonymous. Then came the late night shadows outside the bakery. Now, I feel him before I even hear his voice. I try to run. But he likes it when I run. ── 𝓐𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓾𝔁: He smells like flour and fear. And I want both. I call him Little Ghost because he floats through this shitty town like he's not part of it. Mute. Soft. Fragile like glass. I'm gonna crack him open. First time I saw him, I wanted to fuck the sound out of him. Second time, I wanted to ruin his mouth. Now? I just want to keep him shaking and mine. I'm not in love. I'm obsessed. He bakes bread and I break bones. We were never meant to touch. So I'll drag him into my world until he breaks in mine. ──

Kieran has always considered himself to be the best of the best. He was the most talented on the basketball team,having no competition. Some would call him arrogant but he's always brush their comments off. He's in for a surprise when a boy named Zakari joins the team. With Kieran always wanting to be the best, the two clash with each other-causing two full weeks of cleaning tables. They hate each other but don't realize the steamy impulse, radiating off of them. Not liking the clock their set to, What's bound to happen when the countdown hits 0? Description Written By: -theculprit - - - Started: July 31, 2022 Ended: March 11th, 2023

[I have posted the edited version on my profile so please go check it out!] SLASH."Go to hell." "Yes, sir" Jayden has a lot of problems and his new neighbor, Seaton Andrews, isn't helping matters...

I don't want to say too much so just follow these reading instructions precisely. First read "Warning" page!! IMPORTANT Second read "Synopsis" page Third read "Characters" page (Carefully) Fourth read ON-> Hope you love it <3 badgalfrmmarz

"𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗐𝗍𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽?" - 𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺 $𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘆: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗹𝘂𝗴 - 𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝘆 𝗫𝘅𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗞𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆𝘅𝗫 ⭢ 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖥𝖾𝖻. 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤 - 𝖠𝗉𝗋. 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

Hakeem Esias Jones grew up with nothing. From the very moment he could walk and talk, he learned to survive by any means necessary-stealing, fighting, and looking out for himself. Raised on the streets, the street code became his only guide, and he accepted the life of a thief as his fate, believing it was all he'd ever be. But when life took an unexpected turn when gang leader Sosa, the man who had lifted him off the streets, gave him a high-stakes mission. Confident in his skills, Hakeem-known for his cocky, unshakeable demeanor-thought he could pull it off without a hitch. Hakeem had no idea just how wrong he was. The target was, Sailym and Kaism Hills. Hakeem had no clue how powerful or dangerous they truly were until he found himself caught, red-handed, breaking into their house at three in the morning. Let's just say, nothing went as planned. | DISCONTINUED

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.