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Strawberry Rose Cover Contest | CLOSED ❎ by peachycakesx
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[ CLOSED ❎ ] 2018 🌸 Welcome all special people, and yes that's you. 🌸 Join our Cover Contest to have some fun, be creative and over all enjoy. This 2018 we are looking for the best cover contest maker. Can you be the one that will make our eyes shine? It all matters if you have a try, have a go. Thanks a@FoxcatAI for doing the cover. 🌸 Thanks for Autumnicity for giving me rescources 🌸
The Fire Inside [Deamus Fanfiction] On hold by Twenty-One-Tears
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On hold Everyone has a fire inside of them. It just needs to be lit. ------------ Year 1-7
Home (Is Where The Heart Is) [a Deamus fanfiction] by cj642_
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16 and kicked out of his home, life doesn't look too good for Seamus Finnigan. Can an unexpected helping hand, an emotional roller coaster of a Christmas feast and confessions which are long since overdue turn it around for the better? As Seamus spends Christmas with Dean, he learns that family doesn't always mean being related by blood and home sometimes isn't a place, but a person that holds your heart instead. CONTENT WARNING: HOMOPHOBIA SWEARING MILD VIOLENCE
Risky & Riskier//Deamus by wandsforhands
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Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas decide to take some chances that are pretty risky. I DO NOT OWN SEAMUS, DEAN, THE HARRY POTTER SERIES, THE FANART, OR ANYTHING ELSE.
Longing for You - Deamus by hufflestuff
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No one can doubt that there's some chemistry between Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, but can that chemistry (or love as some like to call it) survive almost a whole year of them being apart with no contact? Does absence make the heart grow fonder when there's a chance that neither one will see the other ever again?
These Oceans between You and Me by Poptartisdelicious
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A story between two boys in love and their struggle to find each other through life. Inspired by the song 'Oceans' by SeaFret.
The Bro-Code (BoyxBoy) by Writer_Babe
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There's usaully a million rules in high school. But for lead jocks Damien and Steven there are only a few crucial rules that matter at all. Number One; Never Get Caught. Number Two; Learn Your Lies. Number Three; What happens in the Closet...stays in the Closet. Number Four; NEVER BREAK THE BRO-CODE. •••• 🏆HIGHEST RANKINGS🏆: #1 in New Story #2 in No Hate #3 in In The Closet #2 in Gay Rights #14 in TGTG #15 in Sean O'pry © 2015 Fay'lin Sparrow
Tongue-Tied (Boyxboy) by xXxChrisisxXx
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I look up at Todd's window and grimace when I see him gently pushing Jennifer into his room. So that's where he went. My stomach clenches painfully as I watch him pull her in for a slow kiss and I quickly drop to the floor when he suddenly breaks off the kiss and looks directly at me. The last thing I need is for him to think that I'm being a creeper and spying on him. I hold my breath for a few seconds before cautiously peering over the edge of the window, looking into his room. My mouth goes dry as I watch him peel off his shirt and throw it onto the floor behind him. I didn't realize he was so buff. I knew he was athletic, but I didn't expect him to have a six pack. Licking my dry lips, I watch in envy as Jennifer says something to him, making the muscles in his stomach contract and release as he laughed with her. I shake my head. She has no idea how lucky she is. I'd kill to be her right now. I mean, Todd's attitude leaves a lot to be desired, but that doesn't stop him from being the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. It must be the contrast between his dark hair, tanned skin and bright blue eyes. And those muscles. Wow. I suppose his attitude could be fixed. Definitely. It's a little magic trick called duct tape. WARNING: This book will contain Boyxboy sex scenes, graphic violence and swearing. This is Book One in the Cliched Love Series. Keep an eye out for the second one, which is called The Things We Do :) <3
OPEN [boyxboy] ✓ by flawed-
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BOOK ONE Coming out was supposed to set Julian free. Instead, it left him with a broken arm, a mother who won't stop preaching, and a silence that grows heavier every day. High school feels like a cage, and Julian is certain he doesn't belong anywhere-until Paul crashes into his world. With his inked skin, effortless charm, and a following that makes him untouchable, Paul should be the last person Julian lets close. But in Paul's arms, Julian feels something he's never known before: safe. As their connection deepens, so does the danger. Loving Paul means risking exposure, rejection, and heartbreak all over again. Worse, it means facing the cruelest voice of all-the one inside Julian's own head. Tender, raw, and unflinching, Open is a story about first love, first heartbreak, and finding the courage to believe you're worthy of both. ::: I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.