အသက္ ၂၂ နွစ္မွာ ရွန္ခ်န္လင္တစ္ေယာက္ အေကာင္းဆံုး အမ်ိဳးသားဇာတ္ေဆာင္ဆုကို ရရွိခဲ့တယ္။ ဆုကိုကိုင္ မ်က္ရည္ေလး၀ဲျပီး ေက်းဇူးတင္စကားေျပာေနခ်ိန္မွာပဲ မ်က္နွာက်က္ ကအစိတ္အပိုင္းတစ္ခုဟာ သူ႕ေခါင္းေပၚကြက္တိျပဳတ္က်သြားတယ္။ အဲ့ေနာက္ေတာ့ သူဟာ အခ်ိန္ေတြကိုေနာက္ျပန္ခရီးသြားရင္း......... unicode အသက် ၂၂ နှစ်မှာ ရှန်ချန်လင်တစ်ယောက် အကောင်းဆုံး အမျိုးသားဇာတ်ဆောင်ဆုကို ရရှိခဲ့တယ်။ ဆုကိုကိုင် မျက်ရည်လေးဝဲပြီး ကျေးဇူးတင်စကားပြောနေချိန်မှာပဲ မျက်နှာကျက် ကအစိတ်အပိုင်းတစ်ခုဟာ သူ့ခေါင်းပေါ်ကွက်တိပြုတ်ကျသွားတယ်။ အဲ့နောက်တော့ သူဟာ အချိန်တွေကိုနောက်ပြန်ခရီးသွားရင်း..........

ဒီစာအုပ္ေလးဟာ wattpad မွာ စာ စေရးခ်င္သူမ်ားနဲ႔ စာေရးေနသူမ်ားအတြက္ပဲ ရည္ညႊန္းထားတာပါ။

အေဒီ ၇၉ ခုနှစ် .. ပုံပေမြို့.. ရောမအင်ပါယာ ဒဏ္ဏာရီမဟုတ်တဲ့ ရာဇဝင်ထဲက အဖြစ်အပျက်လေးတစ်ခုလား ဒါမှမဟုတ်.. ရာဇဝင်တွင်မကျန်ခဲ့တဲ့ ဒဏ္ဏာရီဇာတ်လမ်းလေးပဲလား... ........ ေအဒီ ၇၉ ခုႏွစ္ .. ပံုေပျမိဳ႕.. ေရာမအင္ပါယာ ဒဏၰာရီမဟုတ္တဲ့ ရာဇ၀င္ထဲက အျဖစ္အပ်က္ေလးတစ္ခုလား ဒါမွမဟုတ္.. ရာဇ၀င္တြင္မက်န္ခဲ့တဲ့ ဒဏၰာရီဇာတ္လမ္းေလးပဲလား...

When Harry was little, he hated living in Oak Hollow. It was a stuck-up neighborhood in the suburbs full of broken families and white picket fences. But then, on a hot Summer day, a strange boy wearing heart-shaped sunglasses moves in across the street.

"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life" Harry Styles may seem like the happiest boy. Fame, fortune, and all the girls he could want. But behind hidden doors, he's broken. He's broken on the inside and no amount of love or patience could fix him. When he can't turn to his family, and he can't turn to the boys, he needs to find a place to vent his anger and depression. He starts a blog on a website called Tumblr, where no one knows who he is. No one can expect you to be a womanizer or role model if they don't know you're actually Harry Styles. Louis has no clue why Harry has been in his room a lot. He has no clue why Harry's always wearing tight skinny jeans instead of the baggy ones he knew the curly boy loved. But what happens when Louis walks in to ask Harry a question and finds the boy's Tumblr open? How is he supposed to handle this? Not only is his best mate living a secret online life, but he is suffering depression and has been hurting himself in so many ways. Louis can't confront him, so he does what he thinks is the right thing. He starts a blog, and starts messaging Harry anonymously. Harry seems a bit cheerier in the morning, and even starts smiling again. But what happens when they fall in love with each other, but Harry doesn't know that "CleverUsername" is actually his best mate? With love, drama, hate, and depression, can anyone ever be happy with the one they love? And most importantly, can Louis learn how to save a life?

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

[sequel to Detention] They thought they would live happily ever after, but can Louis and Harry survive the Summer heat? © Copyright 2014, All Rights Reserved

Everyone knew that Draco Lucius Malfoy was an evil prick who was raised to serve the dark lord. What people didn't know, is that inside, Draco was caring and kind- and forced into a legacy that he never wanted. Harry James Potter, the Boy Who Lived, was the only one who could see through Draco's emotionless mask, and he was determined to help him. If only there weren't consequences. [FINAL CHAPTER ADDED 6/16/21] [NEW EDITED AND REVISED VERSION PUBLISHED ON FF.NET]

"Why did you run away?" Harry tried changing the subject. "You're a coward Malfoy, you know that? You left your friends behind, Pansy and Blaise and stuff." Draco glared at Harry. "Like I said, get your cock out of my arse, will you?" Harry forced a small laugh. "My cock is not willing to go up your arse, as much you'd want it to." Oh, two can play this game. Harry was sounding much more like a Slytherin now. This was more fun than he expected. Draco grimaced. "That's disgusting Potter. Trust me, I wouldn't sink that low to sleeping around with someone that practically drinks sperm for breakfast." (This story isn't some sappy fluff. Has actual pretty interesting plot) Please leave feedback/comments, all will be appreciated!!!