Short Stories (bxb)
Warning: Sparks will fly 1. Twenty-Four Hours (completed) 2. Remake (completed) 3. Skin and Bones (completed) 4. Happy Place (completed) 5. The Art of Felling Small (completed)
Warning: Sparks will fly 1. Twenty-Four Hours (completed) 2. Remake (completed) 3. Skin and Bones (completed) 4. Happy Place (completed) 5. The Art of Felling Small (completed)
Previously known as 'I'm Sorry but I'm All Out of Nice'. Nerd? Yes. Bullied? Yes. Depressed? Yes. Gay? Yes. Combining all four, Trance Wilson's school life had been a living hell. But what if he can ask Hell for help? WARNING: boyXboy, erotic gay sex, psychological, horror, supernatural, angst, suicide. Highest ranki...
[THIS IS A SAMPLE. READ THE FULL BOOK ON RADISH FICTION] ---- Wyatt Wilson has always been at the top of his grade. He's winning every quiz, debate, and academic Olympic under the sun. His teachers adore him, his mates envy him and everyone generally thinks his parents are genuinely proud of him. But that's not the Wi...
When Quinn discovers a boy watching his friend group play basketball, his mind becomes filled with curiosity. A string of events will lead to him meeting Cody, and as he learns more and more about the small quiet boy, he starts to piece together the fragments of his being. [A PLAY] Cover by @shizunj
WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION When Elliot Goldman meets his sweet and charming new lab partner, Jordan Hughes, suddenly high school doesn't seem so bad. For the first time ever, Elliot can't wait to get to chemistry class... ***** Smart, good looking an...
Featured on @lgbtq *** The month of bitter winds and coffee mugs, cold air and warm rugs, witnesses the journey of two lovers from across the road. One in a cold park, one in an open window. *** First Place Winner, Mystic Awards 2017 (Short Story) ***
Derek is 18 Chad is 17 they are both lost in a chaotic world where the government outlawed homosexuality
*Spinoff/Sequel of Lab Partners (Recommended you read Lab Partners first but not required.)* "You know, you shouldn't smoke those things," I spoke softly, referring to the cigarette perched between his teeth. The pale light of the moon made his skin glow like an ethereal light, while his black hair shone like pure obs...