--700 Series, Book 2-- Brett has given up. With a string of bad relationship behind him, he came to the conclusion that he doesn't need anyone. He's made it this far by himself, and he plans to keep it that way from now on. He'll never be a charity case. Not for anyone. Money starts to get tight when his last boyfriend leaves him. Instead of going to his boss for help, Brett crawls back to the underground prostitution club for some quick cash. They welcome him, no questions asked, and start lining out customers. Brett sparks the interest of the local playboy curious about what sex with a man is like. He's happy to show him. But when the boy keeps coming around, Brett starts getting the feeling something wrong. This one might know too much about his past. He can only hope that this rich boy won't be as bad as the last.

“Hey faggot!” I winced at the sound of the one and only star quarter back. He wasn't wrong, I was gay, but that word was just so offensive. I hated that I came out, hated the fact more than you could ever guess. It had cost me all but three of my friends, most of my freedom and every second that had been left of my childhood. When I loudly and discourteously turned down the prettiest girl in the whole school she screamed at me “what, are you gay?!” to which I decided to truthfully reply “yeah, got a problem with that?!” At the time I felt triumphant, giddy even and shouted at the top of my lungs 'I'm gay!' it had felt so good...but it wasn't worth the price I had to pay...not a week later I went from one of the top five popular guys to having three friends, had the shit beaten out of me at least once a week and went from relatively care-free to being the man of the house, a mom when mom couldn't be there, the cook the cleaner and the surrogate father three days later after I killed my father. I may have not been holding a smoking gun or bloody knife, but it was my fault he died all the same, even if the cops didn't see it.

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

"I will make you love me." He said before forcing himself onto me and kissing me passionately. I know that I shouldn't have liked it but I did. I craved it and didn't even realize until his lips touched mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and his hand slid down to my pants. He unbuttoned my pants with one hand and grabbed onto me. I moaned and caught myself off guard with it. I tried to push him off me but he began to stroke my growing member and I became powerless. "Stop it!" I said panting. "This is disgusting! I'm a...!" I felt a moan at the base of my throat and covered my mouth before it could escape my lips. "Then why are you so hard?" He asked with a devilish chuckle as he stroked me faster. Why the hell am I enjoying this? This is disgusting! It's unnatural! So why does it feel so good?!

(Brocest) Ash and Aaron are brothers. Without their parents, Ash takes care of his younger brother the best he can. That means they live with seven other people, sharing the rent and making ends meet. Aaron is only sixteen, which in his brother's eyes is too young to have a stable job. Ash, being twenty two, tries to fill the father figure that's missing from his life. When suddenly one housemate can't work, bills pile up. Ends aren't meeting and things become tight. Another one leaves, and Aaron develops feelings he knows he shouldn't be having. With everyone under stress, Ash hatches a plan that could save them from their money troubles, at the same time creating some very odd brotherly bonding. _Nostalgia_

"Meat" has been a call-guy in Chicago's gay district for over a year and seems largely satisfied with his job. Until a peculiar new client makes him question if he should be serving his meat to everyone.

Kyla Flynn cuts. No one knows; no one cares. Her step dad only speaks to her with sexual comments, and she's not surprised when he rapes her. Her mother's too involved in thinking her husband is perfect to notice anything is wrong. Her boyfriend used to loving and caring, but his mental state is slipping. He beats her, but she cant bring herself to leave him; his mental state would only get worse. So hidden away in the woods of a park she cuts away, losing herself in her own world. She never expects it when someone catches her. Ian Williams was running around the track at the town park when he saw Kyla running into the woods, tears streaming down her face. He's never talked to her in school, even though theyve always had classes. But he cant help being worried so he follows her in. He didn't think he'd find her with a switchblade in hand and blood pooling beneath her cut open arms.

#1 & 3 in the "There's A..." series. #2 is on my profile. [Editing] He's popular, I'm a nobody. He's a senior, I'm a freshman. He goes to wild parties, I stay home all night. So how did he end up in my bed? Where will it go from here and how much will he pay to keep it all a secret? (Boyxboy) Cover by @LoveInsanity

Five years ago, Alan Thorpe was a happy, social, pokemon loving boy that everyone in the small town of Nashville, Indiana loved. But that all changed when his parents died in a car crash, leaving him to live with his aunt in New York. Now Alan comes back to his hometown, but he's not the same happy boy he was once before. No one recognizes him at all and he wants it to stay that way. All he wants is to finish high school, ignored and left alone. The only problem with his plan: The rich, popular, Chase O'Neil taking an interest in him. As Alan fights his past demons, he will discover that there is much more he has to go through in order to achieve the happiness that he wants so badly. Will Alan find that happiness, or will he forever be haunted by his dark past? (THIS STORY IS NOT EDITED, MEANING THERE WILL BE MANY MISTAKES. IF YOU FIND ANY MISTAKES, PLEASE COMMENT AND TELL ME. IT BUGS ME THAT THERE ARE MISTAKES, BUT I WON'T BE ABLE TO EDIT IT FOR QUITE SOME TIME. SO DO TELL ME. PLEASE.)

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