Damian Owens refuses to take his medication. He consistently ditches therapy sessions, and won't speak a word to the living. Timothy Edward Richard McKinnon is your typical little fairy princess, sweet, innocent and an open heart full of love. He's the kind of kid who refuses to leave anyone behind, no matter how far underwater they drag him down. He doesn't give up on anybody. After Timmy's relocation to the rainy town of Ashland, their worlds collide in the most unexpected of places. He accidentally stumbles upon Damian and is granted the gift of hearing him speak. Although innocent on the surface, the younger boy will teach the other some of the darkest and most valuable lessons, starting with the importance of moving on, even when it seems impossible. cover credit to Amelia_Vale

- Eu posso ouvir seus batimentos cardíacos, Lou - a voz soou rouca, tão áspera que fez Louis se encolher atrás do armário velho. Suas mãos suavam e lágrimas rolavam pelas suas bochechas. Por que tudo aquilo estava acontecendo? Estava tão apavorado que a dor dilacerante em sua perna era completamente nula. - Vamos, Louis. Você sabe que esconde-esconde é minha brincadeira favorita, não sabe? Eu jogo muito bem. Louis tampou os lábios com uma das mãos, contendo um choramingo. Seu corpo tremia por inteiro ao ouvir os passos lentos se aproximarem, a madeira rangindo e o coração bater forte em seu peito. - E quando eu te achar, vai desejar nunca ter se escondido de mim. (PLÁGIO É CRIME)

"Quero ver você se dizer hetero com o meu pau afundando na sua bunda"

Louis Tomlinson sentia-se o próprio pervertido quando pensava na quantidade de filmes pornográficos que possuía em seu computador, guardados à sete chaves. Sempre que a madrugada caía e acreditava ser o único acordado, deixava que o ator moreno de lábios róseos ocupasse seu tempo, estrelando seus maiores desejos. Haz era, sem sombra de dúvidas, sua maior fantasia. Que por uma ironia do destino, cruzou seu caminho numa estação abandonada de metrô.

#EM CORREÇÃO# Eu nunca imaginei que precisaria de Harry Styles, capitão do time de basquete e eleito o rei do baile, para ser meu namorado de mentira. * Essa fanfic é de minha autoria, e não está disponível em nenhum outro site.* PLÁGIO É CRIME.

"Que tal você deixar eu colocar a minha língua no seu pau?" Onde Harry é uma puta e Louis acabou de se mudar para a cidade @larryrainbowss e @louistar

Ash Miller is what could be described as the school rebel. He likes rock, he likes black clothes, he likes to date a lot of girls... ...until he meets a guy who could mean more to him than any number of girls. Yet in this society when homophobia is strong, how will they cope?

Leaving a troubled past behind, Dylan starts his first day at a new high school. He's soon wrapped up in his new life, meeting new friends and especially someone to take his mind off the things that happened. However, the past has a way of catching up, and how does he think he can get someone else out of their misery if he can't even help himself? Dylan knows he should know better than to fall for someone new, but Zach isn't just anyone. He's the guy with a face of stone and eyes as cold as a winter's night - a guy without a heart - or so it would seem... They won't like each other at all, they will hate - hate each other senseless. But perhaps that senselessness is what will get them out of their troubles once and for all.

Link no sabe porque la vida decidió jugarle algo tan horrible como el ser vendido como esclavo a alguien, no sabe porqué no pudo seguir con su tranquila vida. Sobre todo, no sabe si el sentirse atraido por quien lo compró es algo bueno o malo... Grahim nunca pensó que tal belleza pudiera ser encontrada en un lugar donde los seres más bajos conviven, nunca pensó encontrar a alguien que, a pesar de no ser tan perfecto como él, podría capturar su atención y provocarle el deseo de anteponer todo por él.

Emotionless. Cruel. Violent. Isolated. These are just some of the words people use to describe Riley Conners. Only few people know his real name the rest know him as Blade. People surrounding him tend to stay away. His peers are scared to associate with him, scared he might explode and lash out at them. His stormy grey eyes are the only visible part of his face. No body knows what he hides behind his bandana covered face. ~~~~~~ "W-What..?" I stutter out, not finishing my sentence before he cuts me off. "What happen to my face." He growls out his stormy eyes have a dangerous glint in them. "That's what you were going to ask right?" he questions slamming me against the wall his body pressed to mine. I shiver in fear, scared he might hurt me. He dips his head down, his lips right by my ear. "I did this" He whispers, my eyes widen in horror. He couldn't have done this! ~~~~ A/N: Part form later in the story. The pictures are from google i just edit them. The description/cover isnt final.