Being a real man has nothing to do with what's underneath your clothing. Kellin's about to find that out first hand when his high school crush Victoria, better known now as Vic, comes back into the picture after two years of radio silence.

Adam Webb spent most of his teenage years in love with his best friend, Gabriel Connor, only to be thrown out of their shared apartment when he finally found the courage to reveal his feelings. Seven months later Adam's effort to save their lost friendship finds him more than he ever asked for. After all, being thrown out has to be better than thrown into a wall. However, Adam isn't ready to give up. Trapped and isolated in a dangerous relationship, he falls deeper and deeper into Gabriel's world. Despite Adam's attempts to push them away, his friends are determined to help, but the man who fights hardest is Cameron McCain, Adam's photography teacher--a man who treasures what Gabriel does not. They say love should conquer all. But when passion breeds fear and love turns toxic, will Adam make the right choice? Reader Advisory: This novel contains scenes of domestic violence and dubious consent

Tony does not fit. He never has, and he knows it. He's too tall, lanky, opinionated. Kind. Generous. Gentle. He isn't like the rest. But one terrifying afternoon shows Tony his character traits don't just make him different - they make him a target. Forced to run from his past and his own parents, he enlists the help of fellow 19 year old Mike Fuentes - a man who makes people disappear. Tony has one chance, and it lies in the mysterious town of Veil Hill - invisible to both the map and the authorities, the treacherous backroads of America that Mike knows so well will take him away for good. Away from the past. Away from his old life. Away from the people who want him dead. Accompanied by Mike's older brother Vic (a man with one or two things to say about almost everything) and Vic's devoted boyfriend, Jaime (self proclaimed idiot and master of any trade he tries his hand at), Tony embarks on a treacherous journey across America that sees him weighing the past against his future, and his desire to be free against an unexpected romance blossoming between him and the boy behind the wheel.

"I was not afraid of sparks. Not until today." ••• it was just a normal day, birds chirping, children going to school but what could have possibly gone wrong to make it all crumple down in flames? ••• This story is all about how everything changes in a few hours. inspired by the recent events in my country all rights reserved © @irwinfiniteh #2 book in the one sentence series

4 seconds, and they were hit. 4 seconds, and the veil fell over Jack's eyes. 4 seconds, and Jack couldn't see the sun. Or the one where Jack is blind, and meets a certain someone named Alex. -Oneshot- Credit to xxninny435xx on Livejournal

i was sinking, and i couldn't swim. {phan au} highest ranking - #10 in danandphil

Alan Ashby is a boy that lost his way and needs help recovering from his mean, depressed old self. Austin Carlile is an angel, but not just any angel; Alan's guardian angel. He will stitch Alan's wounds and help him on the road to recovery.

Alan thinks he's going to be spending all summer on his own, until his older brother's friend, Austin, finds a way into his life. Together, they begin a series of secret trips at night, when neither can sleep.

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram