Have you ever met a rich family? The kind from the movies. You know with the enormous house and expensive cars and the extended driveway that has a fancy fountain? What about a rich boy? The kind from the big screen with the perfect hair who happens to be the owner and driver of a luxurious sports car, and a smile that makes your heart melt. Have you ever wondered if they actually have any flaws? Are they really that perfect? The life of a rich teenage boy is something most people envy, but perhaps it's not what it seems. Maybe the boy from the novels isn't perfect. Maybe the boy from the movies only shows what he's supposed to. Maybe his life is just a facade. The boy from the movies could be Will Lockwood, living the life most people dream of, surrounded by the type of people everyone just simply adores. However, the boy from the big screen may find himself living a not so perfect life when something, or someone, changes everything. Or Where rich boy Will Lockwood is the youngest of three brothers and happens to find himself in a tricky situation when he meets his oldest brother's best friend, Parker Hayes. COMPLETED #1 Gayfiction 04/02/21 #2 Boyxboy 12/10/21 #1 Gay 10/06/21

Gage Cilleti has just begun his junior year of high school, and is becoming more and more involved in his school's activities, considering he'd been playing baseball since he was just seven-years-old. Elijah McCay has just dropped out of school, due to just having lost his mother. While becoming endorsed into an internalized depression, he sees the sweet and athletic sixteen-year-old, Gage Cilleti, who catches his sad eyes in an almost instant. 2020 - All Rights Reserved @LunaThinks

'I want you to want me,' the text read, and he smiled as he shot off his reply. 'You have no idea how much I already do.' Wesley Chao doesn't believe in love and Wyatt Carter wishes he wasn't always in it, until they both meet at an art exhibition and fall like toy soldiers. - [ Cover © by Harvey Elliot ] [ Copyright © 2020 by Harvey Elliot ]

Throughout her years in high school, Maggie Carter could've successfully avoided every toxic aspect that surrounded Henderson High, down to the teachers and most especially the students. So close to leaving the wreckage that is her past that kept haunting her and to finally graduate without trouble getting in the way, she was ready to walk away from her high-school experience with a clean image. But trouble doesn't always come in the form of circumstances but instead people. Enters Evan Williams, the notorious socialite of Henderson High who tarnishes her last remaining days in senior year by flipping her entire world upside down. For better and for worse. As he then brings hell into her world by disrupting the normalcy of what her high-school life used to be, having the perfect boyfriend and the perfect group of friends, through an arrangement she just knows she'll never be able to escape no matter how hard she tries.

Luke has been in love with his best friend, Taylor, for too long now and it's getting difficult to be around him. He knows it's time to move on and find someone who can make him happy, but he feels like that will never happen, not with the way Taylor has his heart... ***** Being in love with your best friend is hard. Luke Peterson knows this better than anyone else, as he's agonized over his feelings for Taylor Schofield for the past five years. So when he meets the handsome and confident Will Carson who wants to help him get over Taylor, it seems like the perfect chance for him to move on. But can Luke truly give Will a chance? Or will his heart always belong to his best friend? Content and trigger warning: This story contains descriptions of suicide and homophobia. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]] Cover designed by Holly Thurston

THIS IS NOT A PAID STORY. ONLY THE STORY BRANCHES ARE. YOU CAN READ THE ENTIRE BOOK FOR FREE. NOTE: This book contains intense internalized homophobia, little abuse of drugs, a brush into the topic of racism and African 'discipline' and a lot of fluff and teenage angst. --- Israel is from a very religious family. He's the good boy and most people look up to him. His parents love him and together with teachers, he's believed to be perfect boy. Israel knows for a fact that's he's far from perfect, especially since he has a big secret that's choking him up day by day. Israel believes he can continue being one person in the closure of his mind and being another outside in real life. He's smart and he can do it, unfortunately for him, his walls start coming apart and the 'choking' because too much when he meets Sky. © CriticallyIntense

Nathan is a pop star trying to finish his album. Elijah is a reporter gathering insider info. When they start fake dating, their worlds turn upside down... ***** When Nathan Lowe and Elijah Scott agree to stage a relationship for publicity reasons, both of them are striving for their own goals. Finding love is certainly not one of them, and yet it is only a matter of time until the lines between pretense and passion start to blur and what started as a PR stunt soon turns out to be more than they bargained for. Before they know it, they find themselves caught in a web of lies and intrigues, mind games and manipulation, until the only thing they can know for sure is this: Nothing in Hollywood is ever quite the way it seems. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity and drug use, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Wrestling team captains Max Desera and Axel Cortés must settle their long-standing rivalry - but a different kind of fire may ignite between them. ***** The school decides it will only keep one of its two male wrestling teams, adding fire to the cutthroat rivalry between the two captains, Max Desera and Axel Cortés. Axel sees Max as undeserving of the title, but when Max, who is proudly bisexual, finds out that Axel is closeted gay, their dynamics begin to change. Things heat up before the tournament when a terrible incident of foul play occurs, forcing the two sworn enemies to suddenly rely on each other - but this time, the heat feels different. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

The next I see is her friend standing and her also as she wipes her tears. She sniffs, and her eyes make contact with mine. Widening as mine do and she almost stops walking. I can hear her clear her throat as she hesitantly looks away, but not before turning back to look at me as she goes through those glass doors. × × × Kehlani is a magnet to heartache. Having only three boyfriends in her life, 2 out of the three cheated on her, and the other left her stating his no longer tasteful feelings. Draco is enticed by the beauty, the day he sees her sitting in the booth, but Kehlani's afraid, but wouldn't you be after all the constant, Heart burns?

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.