A Surfer boy named Dorian has lived in a beach house with his mom and two brothers for as long as he can remember. He thought he was destined to live a life on the waves, forget about his past, meet a pretty girl, live happily ever after. Until Collin showed up. Dorian didn't know what was ahead, but all he knew was that he wanted Collin. He wanted Collin to heal his scars for him and kiss his tears dry. But most of all, he wanted Collin to be his. But it's never that simple, is it? Or maybe it could be.. Dorian hoped it would.

Three boys meet at a Support Group for troubled teens. What could possibly go wrong? [mentions of mental health issues, eating disorders, abuse, triggers and distressing content] This is basically my old story rewritten. Obvs lots of gayness.

Danny never knew he had a brother, until the day the world ended. He was suddenly swept off his feet, and taken away from his abusive mother to a plane with his brand new brother when the dead started walking. Now, In an world unfamiliar to both of the brothers, they must find a way to survive among people, completely alien to anything either have ever known, the terrifying fear of what people are capable of looming over them, all the while intrusive and impulsive thoughts terrorize Danny's mind, making him fear himself along with everything else. With things getting worse, they fall in with a group in Atlanta, some kind, others reminding the brothers of how bad the world can really get. Set in TWD all seasons. I'm horrible at descriptions i'm sorry

[Twice feautured Noteworthy Novel & Staff Pick on Tapas!] [Full version available in April] Looking at sixteen-year-old Neo Favre, there isn't anything to point out that would explain him being heavily bullied. He's almost just like any other teenager attending South Haven Highschool. Except one thing; Neo suffers from OCD, and his irky habits are solely the reason for his classmates to make fun of him. But as much as he tries to hide his annoying habits of counting literally everything and tapping light buttons to the beat of "we will rock you", his fellow students know, and they use it to bully him endlessly. Neo just wants it all to end, but right when he worked up the guts to put his actions where his mouth is, Calo show's up to save the day, and maybe his week. And who knows, maybe even his life. With a first best friend, along with a new therapist and seemingly more people supporting him, things seem to take a turn for the better in Neo's life. But as always, with the few positive things in his life, Neo leans onto them for support. So, what happens when one of his supportsystems gets pulled out of his life again? ! Trigger warning; subjects like suicide, mental illness, hatred, bullying and severe physical illnesses will all be in this book !

Matthew Hill is seen as the tough, emotionless jock who everybody is at least a little bit scared of. He is the most popular guy in school. The guy everybody wanted to be or be with. But what if things weren't as they seem? What if he wasn't the person everyone thinks that he is? What if he is actually just a guy who loves literature a bit too much, and the only thing he wants is for that one guy he loves, to notice him?

Mason was once a rising star, a record-breaking swimmer with college scouts watching and medals around his neck. But after tragedy cracks his family apart, the boy who once felt at home in the water now flinches at its touch. Haunted by memories he can't outrun and guilt he can't outswim, He spirals into silence, secrets, and self-destruction. Then he meets Ethan - warm, patient, annoyingly perceptive. Ethan sees through Mason's rehearsed smiles and razor-edged charm. He challenges him. He stays. And for the first time in forever, Mason wonders if he might be worth saving. But healing isn't linear. And grief has a way of pulling you under just when you think you've learned to float. CHECK TW'S This book contains mature themes related to mental health, grief, substance use, and suicidal ideation. #1 in LGBT #1 in alcholism

Hey there, cuties! This isn't a book with story, its just me ranting about my days, and basically everything about my life (you could take it as a diary, i guess). I hope y'all read it, cherry out xx.

This is a long-lost brother story, also a bxb story. TW: Anorexia, SH, SA, ED, depression, and more so be warned

[EXTRAS] A collection of Kei povs from head over heels. This is his story now. Kei is deeply, and unconditionally in love with his best friend's brother. Things get complicated. Chaos ensues. Featuring never been seen before Kei and Evan shenanigans. Gus therapy sessions. Natsu, the icon that she is. That one conversation with Ethan. And others. Kei is very entertaining. IMPORTANT NOTE - this is based on my story head over heels. read that first or be mega confused.

Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.