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Take Me To Church by kkujii
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Red, Blue, and You ( You Series #1 ) by kkujii
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Touch of Temptation(BL, SOON) by brewdwie
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Third Installment of Sense Series: Touch of Temptation A deal of temptation. His ideas was unpredictable. They are friends, yet, he offered a deal. A deal that led to his own pit. He involved his innocent friend. It was not his intention but he somehow took advantage of their situation for his feelings that's constantly growing each day. He's straight. He's sure of that-before. But, when he met him, he felt something he never felt before. He tried to stop but he couldn''t. He played around just for him to think straight, but he can't help but to look to his friend with love in his eyes. A touch of temptation always lingered in his mind.
Glimpse of Possession(BL, SOON) by brewdwie
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Fourth Installment of Sense Series: Glimpse of Possession He's a playboy. He has cunning looks that attracts everyone. He's easy to be with. But underneath that face, there is something he have been hiding. A dark secret he doesn't want anyone to know. He knows his possession when he saw one. And that's how he claimed that someone. He wants to claim him. But he doesn't want anyone to notice. It will reveal his secrets. He enjoys watching him, waiting for the right time to come. And if that time comes, he will definitely grab the chance. But, for now, all he can do is take a Glimpse of Possession.
Ray of Redemption(BL, SOON) by brewdwie
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Second Installment of Sense Series: Ray of Redemptation It all started with a bet. The feeling to win, and possess all his assets lingered in his mind. Taunting him is the most satisfying he've ever done. It was satisfying at first. But, luck is not always on his side. In just a bet, you lost it all. It was his assets he now possessed. The table has turned, and he's underneath. He created his own dept and it was almost drowning him. He didn't expect how his way works. On how will he make him pay for it. It was a trap. He just found himself, helpless. Because of the Ray of Redemption he created.
Warmth of Colliding Souls( BL, On-Going) by brewdwie
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A BL LOVE STORY! (MascXMasc) Love, the best feeling you could ever feel for someone. A feeling you would treasure the most. Give your efforts and time for that person. Meeting someone who will made you feel special and loved, every bit of it, was the best feeling-truly. But, colliding to someone you'll never thought to meet, fell inlove and found his warmth felt like home. The unexpected, never planned. The Warmth of Colliding Souls. 11-01-24
Amidst the Rain (Strawberries and Cigarettes #5) by Ineryss
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When Did My Skin Start To Burn? (Stray #1) by velthrehades
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Former Title: Fault Beneath the Stars Stray Boys Series #1 | 🍉 They told me I wasn't in the Book. That in the grand design of the Divine, there was no ink wasted on people like me. It is hard to live as a gay man in a society that is blind, or worse, a society that chooses blindness in the name of faith. They preach love while teaching us to hate ourselves. Because of them, your skin burns even while you are still far from hell. To be gay is to be mocked, bruised, prayed over like a disease, and treated as something less than human. They hurt us for one simple reason: we are not written in their "Holy Book" the way they are. We were never named. Never claimed. Not even spared a footnote. And perhaps that is why it is so easy for them to erase us. I grew up in a house heavy with rosaries and sacred texts, a home that echoed with novenas every Thursday morning. I learned early how to kneel, how to bow my head, and - most of all- how to hide. I buried my truth so deep that even I forgot what it sounded like to speak it aloud. It is hard to be gay. Harder when you fall in love with someone just like you. "That's wrong." "That's a sin." "You're going to hell." They say it like a prayer, like a promise. But can they really blame me? Because in that so-called "sin," I finally found myself. In that love they condemn, I learned how to breathe without fear. With him, my wings grew where shame once lived. With him, my skin finally stopped burning.