[BOOK TWO] Hugo never thought a sexuality crisis would be on the cards for him. Seriously, him being anything not straight was never even really something he'd even thought about. That was, until he kissed his best friend and it should have meant nothing but well... did this type of thing come with an instruction manual? Alex just wants to keep his best friend. Does he have feelings? Maybe. So far he's managed to ignore them. Conceal don't fucking feel as the Disney obsessed dickhead would say. But hell, he had feelings for Hugo of all people? Seriously? What the fuck universe? After winning nationals, Hugo starts acting weirder and weirder, Alex has no idea what to think. Usually, weird is normal for Hugo. They both struggle to reconcile their rapidly fading friendship. Then, well... Shit happens, and Hugo and Alex are forced closer than ever. It's a whole thing. Seriously. IMPORTANT NOTE: this is a continuation of head over heels, it picks up where the story left off, only from Hugo + Alex's povs :) I would HIGHLY recommend reading head over heels first.

Content to live in his superstar twin's shadow, Evan Reed never expected to join the volleyball team-or fall for his brother's best friend. But one accidental collision sets off a whirlwind of spikes, secrets, and unexpected feelings that just might pull him into the spotlight for good. *** Evan has spent his entire life living in the shadow of his twin brother and volleyball prodigy, Ethan Reed. And to be honest? He likes it there. No expectations, no pressure, just quiet. That is, until one day he trips and falls into a boy, and subsequently triggers a highly dramatic series of events that starts with him reluctantly joining the volleyball team, and ends with him dating his brother's best friend. (And unfortunately, after all of it, he's still on the volleyball team.) *** NOW COMPLETED

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)

Shen Yuan spent four years loving the wrong person. He ignored his cold but dependable fiance Qin Yuze and devoted everything to Mo Jian-the boyfriend he believed would eventually love him back sincerely. Instead, Shen Yuan is betrayed by both Mo Jian and his closest friend, Chen Ming. A violent confrontation with them leaves him bleeding to death in an abandoned warehouse. But death is not the end. When Shen Yuan opens his eyes again, he finds himself three years in the past-before the betrayal and before he destroyed every chance he had with the one man who quietly stayed by his side through everything and also his family. This time, Shen Yuan refuses to repeat his mistakes. He stops chasing Mo Jian. He stops begging for affection. And for the first time, he begins noticing the small acts of devotion Qin Yuze had hid.den beneath his distant exterior all along. But changing the future is not as simple as walking away. As Mo Jian grows suspicious of Shen Yuan's sudden indifference and long-buried secrets surrounding the night of his death slowly begin resurfacing, Shen Yuan realizes that someone wanted him gone long before he ever discovered the betrayal. Caught between revenge, regret, and a second chance at love, Shen Yuan must decide whether he can finally trust the man he once overlooked before history repeats itself again. In his first life, he died loving the wrong person. In this one, he might finally learn what it means to be loved back.

1. hiiiiii im the writer 2. Some ideas were from my editor (@hermesandthemoly or just call them Editor-nim) 3. IF I SEE ANY HATE I SHALL DELETE IT 4. it a little bit gae 5. The cover was not made by me or my friend, credits to: https://au.pinterest.com/pin/929430441845683744/ 6. New chap posted whenever i remember i have wattpad

Some roots remember the dead. Some memories never stay buried. Every silence carries a memory. In the veiled court of Wèi Jiāng, the King's silence spreads like winter. Whispers echo through corridors lined in silk and shadow, while crows circle overhead - watching, waiting. Every root remembers the dead. Crown Prince Jūn Hóngyì, bound by duty and drowning in isolation, wears his title like a weight. At his side, Jiǎ Xìnróng - son of a traitor, sword at the ready, loyalty worn like a second skin - stands between the Prince and the knives hidden in smiles. Far from the palace, in a quiet village too small for maps, two young men tend to the world's forgotten corners. Wú Zhènyǔ, the restless healer. Yán Zhōngshí, the soldier who never speaks of war. They live simply. Carefully. As if anything louder might wake something. Every crow knows what we buried. But beneath the ground, something does stir. The dead begin to rise. And a memory - long starved-opens its eyes.