Tyler Oakley moves to New York for a fresh start from his dangerous, dark, old life. Suddenly he stumbles upon Troye Sivan, a private detective with a high intelligence and amazing blue eyes. Follow Tyler, Troye, and Troye's orphaned assistant Charlie as they try to solve the case that could change their whole lif...
Troye Sivan is a world famous singer with thousands of adoring fans. But despite his fame and wealth, he's not happy at all and very lonely. He has fallen into a life consumed by sex, alcohol and drugs, is estranged from his family and surrounded by sycophants. Tyler Oakley is an up and coming reporter for the LA Tim...
"I know I probably shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't be disappointed or angry that he no longer loves me the way he used to. I know it's my fault, after all I was the one to make the choice. But if I could go back and choose again, I want him to know that he would always be my pick. I was foolish. I was young. I le...
"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juve...
Based off of The Selection by Kiera Cass. Tyler Oakley is the Prince of Illéa, a kingdom in a dystopian future, and is soon to be crowned King in his father's footsteps. In order for him to finally take his father's place, however, he needs a Queen to rule the nation with him. So, as per tradition, his parents annou...
"Watch where you’re going nerd!" Someone said knocking me down, while sending my books flying. I let out a sigh as I crouched down, collecting my books from the floor. Once I got up I saw the person who called me nerd a few seconds ago was standing in front of me wearing a smug expression. "What's wrong nerd? Cat got...
"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark...
What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard...
