Eli and Adrian have always been rivals-two sharp minds clashing in debate halls, their animosity legendary on campus. But when Eli wakes from a dream so vivid it feels like a memory-one where they were not enemies but lovers-his world tilts. The touch, the laughter, the intimacy linger in his bones, leaving him questioning reality. Was it just a dream? A glimpse of another life? Or something buried deep beneath years of competition? As he searches for answers, he finds Adrian already watching him, an unreadable expression in his eyes. And for the first time, Eli wonders-does Adrian dream of him too?

SEBASTIAN VILLAN In the days since my brother passed away, I struggled with finding reasons to get out of bed through the pain of my grief. The world didn't seem so bright, but instead, it was in grayscale. I needed my damn colors back. It's nearing Christmas, and I decided that I'm going to chase after said colors, but he had a name. Jasper Reid. The last time I saw him was two years go, when he was running away from me after profusely apologizing for kissing me. I didn't even have time to process. Because days later, my brother ended his life. I thought I was straight, but I concluded I wasn't. It's two years later, and I finally see him again. It hits me like a ton of bricks, and I realize that through our five years of friendship, I'd always had feelings for him. When Jasper agrees to see me, so that we can talk, Tate tells me I need to be upfront about how I feel for Jasper. With the place Jasper and I are in, it was going to take a lot of work. But as we progress, we slam into difficult hurdles. I want him as my future, he wants me, too. But I still struggle with grief. He struggles with how to handle me when fall into one of my lows. Things are twisted. Jasper Reid is my color-the brightest of shades. But will we be able to make it work between us? Or were we doomed from the start?

They say you only fall in love once. For Ody and Mano, that once changed everything. In a world where love isn't always safe, and pain comes hand-in-hand with desire, two straight boys find each other in the middle of grief, trauma, and secrets that refuse to stay buried. Mano doesn't do vulnerability. Aggressive, tattooed, cold, and impossible to like, he plays the villain on purpose, because being hated is safer than being seen... and losing someone again would ruin him. Ody can't help but care. Bright, extroverted, charming and painfully sincere, he's the kind of boy who notices when you're hurting... even when you pretend you're not. He remembers your birthday, offers you the last slice, and apologizes even when it's not his fault. When their lives collide, nothing about them makes sense, except the way they keep gravitating toward each other. Sparks fly, but so do secrets, buried trauma, and a love neither of them is ready for. One of them hides behind silence. The other hides behind smiles. Together, they're wildfire. But not all fires survive the storm. The forbidden love between a broken boy and a lost one - a bond that refuses to break, even as the world tries to tear them apart. 🖤New chapter every Friday🖤 ! Warning : contains mature content and very dark themes including bullying, violence, strong language, explicit sexual scenes. Intended for readers 18 years and older. #3 gaylove / 66,1k. stories #2 wattpride / 18,9k. stories #9 lgbt / 17,4k. stories #9 lgbtlove / 17,1k. stories

21-year-old Dean Clark, an architecture student, is struggling to balance his studies, two jobs, and a relationship that isn't as stable as he'd like. When he decides to find a roommate, the solution comes in the form of Isaac Nabokov, a 24-year-old Russian guy with unshakable confidence, influence, and a past that seems to hold more secrets than he's willing to share. From the very start, Dean's boyfriend and Isaac, seem ready to tear each other apart, and Dean finds himself caught in the middle of a tension that refuses to fade. But Isaac? He thrives on chaos. Especially when he's the one causing it. Dean and Isaac have nothing in common. Dean cannot stand him, and nothing could change that...Right? 🥇 #1 roommate 🥇 #1 manxman 🥇 #1 malexmale 🥇 #1 russianmen 🥇 #1 funny 🥇 #1 yearning 🥇 #1 australia 🥇 #1 gay 🥇 #1 spicy

A misdelivered love letter meant for the school's cheerleader lands in her twin brother's locker, sparking an unexpected friendship that forces Oliver to face family secrets, his identity, and his growing feelings for the one boy he was never supposed to love. *** Oliver Grant wasn't trying to fall for Max Ellis. He had one job: slip a love letter into locker 166 and finally confess to Kate Ellis - the cool, untouchable cheerleader of his teenage dreams. Instead, it ends up in locker 168. Which belongs to Max Ellis - Kate's twin brother. Broody. Quiet. Star football player. Definitely not the person Oliver was supposed to fall for. And the worst part? Since that day, Max Ellis has been way too interested in Oliver Grant - showing up, sitting too close, smiling like he knows exactly what he's doing. The more Oliver tries to avoid him... ...the harder Max makes it to walk away. Now Oliver's life is spiraling into awkward hallway run-ins, mixed signals, and a growing suspicion that maybe - just maybe - the wrong locker wasn't a mistake at all.

Book one of three in the Project Trilogy MUST BE READ IN ORDER EMERY GRAY: I'm the friend who likes doing cute things for my friends if I notice they aren't mentally doing well. I enjoy making uplifting cards or beaded bracelets just so they can smile. I do this for holidays, too, because I know the holidays can be hard for some. I never knew my friend group was secretly against me the entire time. After overhearing them laugh at my expense, I'm about to walk away. When I turn, I slam right into a very tall wall of muscle that sends me backward before another hand shoots out and catches my elbow before I fall. When I look up, I see them. The infamous Triple-A. Everyone hates them. They don't trust anyone. They're cruel. Those are all things I've heard but never witnessed. After they drag me away from my supposed group of friends, they offer me a safe place with them. I decline. I declined because my brother would have my head if I accepted. If Ellis found out I befriended the group he hated, I wouldn't know what to do. But a member of Triple-A has noticed me. Alaric Benson. The jokester. The class-clown. The one with the amazing hazel eyes that I start getting lost in. No, I can't befriend Triple-A, but the offer becomes harder to resist when I realize how alone I feel. I befriended them, and they started helping me find out who I am. They aren't cruel like everyone believes. Not unless they have to be. So, where did everyone get this idea? Oh, god, someone help me. I don't know how much longer I can resist Alaric Benson. Falling in love with him is a recipe for disaster! Right? If my brother finds out, I don't know what will happen, but I can't resist him anymore. Screw the damage I'll take from the fallout. It's my life, and I need to remember that.

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

Jules est en terminale. Il a un groupe de potes, deux mecs qu'il adore et avec qui il passe tout son temps. Il se sent souvent perdu. Perdu ans sa vie, avec les gens, il est nerveux dans la foule. C'est d'ailleurs sûrement pour ça qu'il ne fait jamais de nouvelles rencontres. Mais un soir, lors d'une soirée où il n'a pas du tout envie d'être, il rencontre Ange. Drôle de prénom, pour une drôle de personne. Ange est un garçon sympa, drôle, solaire, et beau. Et Jules, ce garçon perdu, va vite se noyer dans ses sentiments en se rendant compte qu'Ange n'est pas qu'un mec sympa avec qui il veut devenir pote. Il est bien plus que ça. Cette rencontre l'aidera à se découvrir et à accepter le regard des autres, malgré les épreuves.

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

(J'ai pris l'image de la cover sur pinterest) Riley Brooks, le populaire de ce lycée américain, ne correspond pas aux clichés habituels. Gentil, avenant, doux... il est pourtant incapable de convaincre Iver, le nouveau, de devenir son ami ou de rejoindre la table des populaires : la Golden Clique. Riley ne peut se résoudre à ces refus et fait d'Iver le centre de ses pensées et de ses journées, au point de bouleverser l'équilibre du groupe. Amitié ? C'est ce qu'il croit vouloir jusqu'au jour où une vérité sur Iver lui fait voir ses propres sentiments et envies sous un jour nouveau. Entre amitié, émotions délicates et découvertes sur soi, la Golden Clique apprend que grandir, c'est parfois se perdre un peu... pour mieux se retrouver