"One of my favorite tropes is someone who believes they're hard to love and someone who loves them like it's breathing." TW: Mentions of suicide and abuse Forest Gray is what everyone would describe as a golden boy; perfect grades, the star of the football team, and a damn good friend. He is rich and good looking; he has it all. Except the one thing he's wanted his whole life, his parents love and acceptance. They are never home, yet they hold a protective barrier around him no matter what. They even own the school he goes to. Forest is to do and be who they say, and he's never been one to disobey or displease anyone, except for when he falls in love with the one boy who's able to break his parents spell. Atlas Hart is different from most people, because most people don't skip school and disappear for days or even weeks at a time. But most people don't have his intense emotions and outbursts of anger, or a broken family, or looked at as the outcast of the school. When Forest meets Atlas, he can't believe he's never noticed someone so perfect for him, and Atlas just can't believe someone like Forest is even talking to him. They fall helplessly in love, creating a bump in the plan Forest's parents laid out for his life before he was even born. Follows the struggles of falling in love with someone you're not supposed to and coming to terms with it while facing obstacles like family and friendship complications in which the characters have to overcome.

(BOYXBOY) Colt Rhys, a bright scholar at the fancy Chaseton Private School, initially set his sights on academic excellence, staying focused to avoid any distractions. However, his determination was soon put to the test when someone special caught his eye, or perhaps it was his attention that caught theirs. Iker Callahan, the son of the big boss at Callahan Enterprise and the popular guy at school. Among the wealthy and esteemed students at Chaseton Private, Iker was not only the richest but also the most handsome. Things would never be the same for Colt and Iker after the faithful day that the boys crossed paths. It's funny what a little rain, and a feeble umbrella can accomplish.

Alan Baker hates Max Winters. There's nothing more to say. Max was everything Alan wanted to be. He just couldn't stop himself from hating him so much that it was hard to even look up at the guy. But what happens when Alan realizes that there's more to the perfectness? Then, it also doesn't help that his heart flips and jumps every time. But, of course, he'd never accept that. --- "Get the fuck away from me." Max sighed, shaking his head. "Dude, when are you going to give up? You hate me, yeah, we get it." "Well, I'm not satisfied so hate me back." Max gulped down his snort. "Sure, okay. I hate you too?" Alan pushed past the front doors of the school, not even giving a glance back. "It's not enough. Hate me harder." --- [This book is proudly presented for entertainment. Don't copy. Don't hate. Don't forget to vote and share.] P.S. This isn't edited and there are edit mistakes. For example, you might catch Max's last name being Nights in the blurb inside the story at the first part, but from the start of the story, it's mentioned as Winters, which is why I changed it here as well. Don't hate on it. Don't be shy to point the edit mistakes out. Don't be rude about it. For those who are here to read the heart leaping, stomach turning story between Alan and Max: Welcome to Hate Me Harder! This story contains mature wordings, a lot of it, and mature content and a little bit of violence mentioned. #1 in mxm - 11th of September 2021 #3 in bxb - 11th of September 2021 #1 in lgbt+/bxb - 12th of September 2021 #1 in bxblove - 12th of September 2021 #7 in bl - 22nd of September 2021 #1 in writtenwithpride - 11th of November 2022

Robin doesn't want to be a tutor. Tyler doesn't want to be tutored. So why are their tutoring sessions always running late? *** After an illness-stricken childhood, Robin Erie struggles to free himself from his mother's suffocating embrace. Her plan for him is clear: he's to excel in school, take over his late father's business, and marry a suitable girl of her choosing. Initially, college life offers nothing different from Robin's controlled and monotonous existence. Not until he meets Tyler Caster, a former soccer prodigy who struggles with restraints of his own after an accident took his left leg and made him crutch-bound. Tyler's sweet smile makes Robin dream of freedom and excitement. Through a string of candy-filled tutoring sessions, Robin and Tyler grow close. Very close. Perhaps they're even flirting? Robin isn't sure, but he wants to find out. But he knows he can't let his mother find out about his bond with Tyler, since Robin has started to suspect that her influence over him might be more nefarious than he previously suspected. Will Robin be able to break free from his mother's shackles to explore his budding feelings for Tyler?

Micah Vallenti has been in the closet all his life, taking his time in coming to terms with his sexuality as well as himself. Everything all of a sudden changes the second he gets outed by a boy he had trusted and known for years. Broken, dismayed, and confused, Micah's world is buried in turmoil as he wonders how something so personal has now been made accessible to everyone around him. In efforts to help with Micah's issue, his mom signs him up for Camp Closeted. A camp exclusively made for boys who also happen to be on the same page as Micah. Things only get crazier for him when all 20 of these boys turn out to be rich, hot, and extremely charming.

What happens when the boy known for fighting everyone and anyone starts to fight for you? What happens when the artist who hides behind his masterpieces, starts to see you on his canvases? Gray and Axel meet by chance, unaware of the tidal waves they are causing in the other's life. Both stuck in their own lives, cold and always alone, they begin to find warmth with each other. Their hands keep finding their ways to each other- behind closed doors, in the dark, under the table. Once their walls start to crack, there's no going back and there's no pretending it means nothing. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Don't- don't touch me like that," he breathed out. I blinked at him. Is he angry? In pain? "Like what?" "fucking...gently," he seethed. "Why?" I peered at him, pressing my hand to his other cheek. I just needed him to look at me. I didn't care if it was wrong. "Because I'll... I'll fucking break," he barked, lips trembling under his confession. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• !! This is a slow burn !! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 🏅 #1- bxblove- Nov 16, 2025 🥇 #1- gay romance- Nov 19, 2025🥇 #1- tattoos- Oct 22, 2025🥇 #1- delinquent- Nov 6, 2025🥇 #1- trauma- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #1- family problems- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #1- teen- Dec 15, 2025🥇 #1- school- Dec 22, 2025 🥇 #2- bisexual- Nov 18, 2025 🥈 #2- high school experience- Nov 26, 2025🥈 #2- boyxboyromance- Oct 19, 2025🥈 #2- love- Nov 17, 2025🥈 #3- boyxboy- Nov 28, 2025🥉

"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.

It was hard hating someone so much you start to obsess over them. Then again, it really was a small line between love and hate. Charlie: I shouldn't have been there. Not when Jason stood like that, and certainly not with a man on his knees before him. His eyes locked on mine, face twisted in pleasure and vulnerable. He's straight, he's straight, he's straight... Right? Jason: I knew he saw me. Blue eyes wide and lips parted. Lust or shock I didn't know, and I was too far gone to care. It was supposed to be hatred- consuming unadulterated hatred, but the second I grasped the unmistakable lust in his gaze, I was gone. Note: This work is being reedited. Majority of the story remains the same, just rewritten a little with added parts.

[Mature rating. Please note that this book contains scenes of violence and sex. Do not read if this content upsets or disturbs you.] WORK IN PROGRESS (RE-WRITING) Jocks don't get feelings, right? Especially not Kyle Indigo, the school's well-known woman-stealer and all around sex addict. But more importantly, jocks don't get feelings for skinny blonde guys like Jameson Williams who holds secrets and has a love for one special sport, right? It just doesn't work like that. Or does it?

Haphephobia: the fear of being touched. Blake, a second-year Psychology student, hadn't ever heard of such a phobia, until the day he was hired as a guide for Dean, the heir of a rich family. Even though Dean had the appearance and behaviour of a gentleman, he harboured an extremely dark and painful past that left him traumatized. After a rainy night on an empty road, a string of coincidences brings the two together. Blake makes it his goal to help Dean free himself from his past and bring back the happiness he deserves while Dean can't help but be won over by the charismatic guy, who is the only one not to see him as damaged or pitiful. However, when memories are revealed, and the feeling of friendship starts turning into something else, things complicate. Is it possible to let go of your past, to fight for an unlikely future?