(bxb) Axel Hunter hates Will Anderson. The two don't exactly see eye to eye, though that's to be expected of the two most popular boys in their high school, both extremely competitive and sarcastic. So, when the baseball team vandalizes the basketball team's state trophies, they catch the attention of the principal once again. As a punishment, the principal and coaches force the two teams to spend time together at a far-away camp during their spring break-"team bonding," they called it. Axel knew he wouldn't last at this so called camp, not when he's forced to room with Will Anderson, and especially not when he starts to become somewhat bearable.

The Heir's Obsession: Tangled Vines YOU SHOULDN'T READ THIS IF... You like soft boys and happy endings. DEAN JAKRAPATR gave me flowers. WILLIAM JAKRAPATR gave me nightmares. And I wanted both. Dean loves me like I'm glass. Safe. Gentle. Easy to break. William looks at me like I'm his. Dangerous. Cold. And he doesn't do _easy_. One brother kisses my forehead. The other lifts my chin and says, "Mine." In the Jakrapatr house, love isn't sweet. It's a war. And I'm the thing they're fighting for. Green Forest vs Black Storm. Innocence vs Obsession. Brother vs Brother. I was Dean's first love. But William made me his last mistake.

"Does anyone know where the prince ever went?" I ask my father, though I know there is no set answer. No one knows what happened to the prince of Vayl when his parents went insane. There are many rumors, though. Some say he ran away, others say he was murdered and eaten by the barbarians in his palace. I don't believe any of them. I know that little prince is out there somewhere, and I will find him and kill him, bringing him the same pain that his parents brought to me. book cover done by @ishanwadhwa123 !!!!

*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

"Promise me you'll stay strong, for me, for us" Smiling at the older boy below him Blake rested his forehead upon Alec's. "I promise" Hearing these words Alec smiled once more. That promise was all he needed to keep going. For them, for Blake. *** Blake was a nerd, shy, Introverted. Doesn't have many friends other than the school librarian, parents and the local café owner. He's never been one to interact with his fellow classmates. Always been put down upon, bullied by the schools football team. Starting his Sophomore year in high school all Blake could do was hope for the best, be able to merely pass this year in a flash. However a certain jock had other plans. Alec was new to school, becoming popular quite quickly. His angelic looks, body like every girls dream. He soon became the captain of the basketball team. His cold demeanor, bitter attitude girls drooled over him even more. All he hoped was to find a girl to make his, spoil. Except fate chose to completely switch his life upside down. Practicing for his next game Alec didn't expect to stumble upon a certain boy. His heart doing something it's never done before, skip a beat. Following his gut Alec knew what he wanted and when he wants something he gets it. However will Alec's family secret scare the only thing he's come to care for away in the world?! Can these two push past the jealousy and hatred from others to find freedom?! ______________________________________________

Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- yearn- Feb 18, 2026🥇 #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #3- literature- Feb 14, 2026🥉 #10- lgbt- Dec 26, 2025

In a world where marks appear on a select few individuals, Spencer lives in solitude and constant fear as one of the marked. These marks spread across his skin and appears to be veins bleeding black ink. Those without marks, or the "clean" people, detest those with marks. They target them and attack them and Spencer, living as the only openly marked boy in his town, feels like prey being hunted. Just as there is someone at the bottom of the social hierarchy, there must be someone at the top. Elio lives as the schools perfect "Golden Boy". But even perfect boys have secrets. ******** His golden hair appeared almost silver under the moon. His eyes were just as steady and just as terrifying. I didn't dare take a breath. He dropped his hand and smiled and I winced. I literally winced. He gestured to my headphones and with shaky hands I slipped them off, watching his smile bleed across his face, dripping with a new kind of terror I couldn't quite place. "Hey," he said, light and typical of his golden boy persona, "I've seen you around at school." I blinked at him, not used to a conversation this civil proceeding a murder attempt. "I'm Elio," he smiled again. It didn't reach his eyes. Again. I swallowed, hard and dry. "I know." 🏅 #1- gayfiction- Apr 27, 2026 🥇 #1- gaypride- Apr 26, 2026 🥇 #1- Boyxboy- Dec 30, 2025🥇 #1- Slowburn- Dec 30, 2025🥇 #3- pride- Apr 28, 2026 🥉 #3- bxblove- Jan 03, 2026 🥉

What happens when the boy known for fighting everyone and anyone starts to fight for you? What happens when the artist who hides behind his masterpieces, starts to see you on his canvases? Gray and Axel meet by chance, unaware of the tidal waves they are causing in the other's life. Both stuck in their own lives, cold and always alone, they begin to find warmth with each other. Their hands keep finding their ways to each other- behind closed doors, in the dark, under the table. Once their walls start to crack, there's no going back and there's no pretending it means nothing. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Don't- don't touch me like that," he breathed out. I blinked at him. Is he angry? In pain? "Like what?" "fucking...gently," he seethed. "Why?" I peered at him, pressing my hand to his other cheek. I just needed him to look at me. I didn't care if it was wrong. "Because I'll... I'll fucking break," he barked, lips trembling under his confession. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• !! This is a slow burn !! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 🏅 #1- bxblove- Nov 16, 2025 🥇 #1- gay romance- Nov 19, 2025🥇 #1- tattoos- Oct 22, 2025🥇 #1- delinquent- Nov 6, 2025🥇 #1- trauma- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #1- family problems- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #1- teen- Dec 15, 2025🥇 #1- school- Dec 22, 2025 🥇 #2- bisexual- Nov 18, 2025 🥈 #2- high school experience- Nov 26, 2025🥈 #2- boyxboyromance- Oct 19, 2025🥈 #2- love- Nov 17, 2025🥈 #3- boyxboy- Nov 28, 2025🥉

Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #1- college roommates- 12.30.25🥇 #1- mental health- 01.02.2026 🥇 #1- gay love- 01.02.2026 🥇 #2- roommates- 12.18.25🥈 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #14- boyxboyromance- 12.15.25 #22- basketball- 12.15.25

At twenty-one, Silas Blackwood has everything going for him. A rising name, a tattoo studio in Las Vegas, a face people don't forget, and enough ego to carry all of it just fine. Then Victor Acosta arrives and ruins his pride, and eventually, his whole mental stability. Victor is the artist from Spain who walks into the biggest tattoo competition of the year, steals first place, and somehow ends up working in Silas's studio right after. He is quiet, rude, terrifyingly talented, and weirdly impossible to ignore. Which would already be bad enough. But Silas has bigger problems. For three years, he's been talking to a stranger online. Trusting him with things he's never said out loud, and missing him when he disappears. That stranger was Victor. Silas doesn't know that yet. And before he can even process the rivalry, the obsession, or why Victor feels so familiar, he finds out there are two Acosta brothers in Vegas. Twins. And he's already dating one of them. 🥇#1 - slowburn 🥇#1 - switch