"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

*BXB WARNING* Awsten is 16. He's been best friends with Ethan since 5th grade. But then things get a bit awkward. Read to find see what happens Mature content bc of language, smut, and a rape scene

It was a battle long fought. No one was winning, but no one was willing to stand back either. We were being hunted, hunted because we cried. Or smiled. Or laughed. Hunted because we couldn't hide everything that so desperately wanted to get out. Our emotions. They called us Voids. They wanted us dead. They wanted the world to be a blank canvas of cold stares and quiet voices. And Echo was the main target. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone saw me as a mistake. At least other Void's chose to hide. I had no option. Because eventually, there are to many tears and the damn breaks. Eventually, the weight of the world crushes me and I cry. And I can't hold back.

I think you will set yourself afire Before you realize That even you cannot conquer the sun - A boy obsessed with his religion A guy in love with death An inconvenient situation Was what brought the two together

18-year-old Simon McLaren is a nerd but secretly is a streetfighter called Lighting. He's the best Streetfighter in the USA, but that is not his only secret. He is gay and no one except for three important people in his life know. His two best friends Caroline and Hannah are also not the popular kids at school. They both are a part of the Underground just like Simon. Cole Davidson is the same age as Simon and he's the leader of the Orlando Serpents, the most feared gang in America. He has to move to Orlando, where his sister and some of his gang members are and he'll attend the same high school as Simon. As he came out as homosexual everyone around him accepted it, except his cousin who wants to take over the gang and would do anything for it. But he disappeared and didn't bother Cole nor his family anymore. What will happen when Cole and Simon meet? Will Simon's past come and hunt him down? Will they're secrets be revealed or stay hidden?

he who dares not touch the thorns shall never have the rose.

"No one wanted to hurt him except for the one he was trying to protect." *This story lightly touches upon abuse and mental illness.*

There's this house. It's right down the street from mine. There's also this boy. He lives in the house down the street. ••• If you are reading this story on any other platform than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk from a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @-cynicaloptimism- on Wattpad. Thank you

"His soft black hair spilled out around his face, framing his face perfectly. His jaw flexed and I could see his jawline was sharp as he sucked in more smoke- his cheeks going hollow as he did. When he breathed the smoke out I felt my mouth go dry once again, watching the smoke curl and dissipate into the air as it came out his mouth."

~ AUTHOR'S NOTE~ Just a heads up. I wrote this in middle school so it is going to sound like a middle schooler wrote it because it will never be reviewed/edited. I guess enjoy <3 ~~~ We were in the middle of class when the hottest guys barged into the class. "Why are you late to class?" Mrs. Yake yelled. "I am sorry miss, but we are new here and didn't know where to go." the tallest and most attractive one said. "Ok then, I guess I can excuse you. But make sure this doesn't happen again. Take a seat." "Thank you, ma'am." They started to take a seat, when the tallest one made eye contact with me. I swear the world stopped around us. It was so hard to break away, but it was getting weird for the people around us. So he went to sit down, beside me. Out of everywhere to sit, he sits by me. "Hey, beautiful. Whats your name?" I try to ignore him, he put his hand on my thigh. what was I supposed to do?! "Um, Jason. Jason Dallas." I said. I know that he doesn't want me. No one does I'm nothing. Just a waste of time. But I wish someone cared about me. "Well my name, thank you for asking, is Grayson. Grayson Blake.". He said with a smirk on his face. After the longest time of my life, I was able to escape. When class was over I ran out of there as fast as I can. I ran out of school and to the only place I felt safe. The forest.