In Chicago IL a boy name Cal Brooks just came out of the closet to his family and friends at the age of 17. He's a senior at lake view high-school and just wants to move on and start his own life. Until he finds someone who shows him there's more to life than just growing up...

"You can't like him, you just can't!" "I know. It's wrong, but it's how I feel and I can't freaking control that." We've all heard the phrase 'The heart wants what it wants' or 'You can't control how you feel', and according to Nate, his life is just an example of that. (#5 General Fiction)

His brown eyes start assessing my face, making me feel really uncomfortable. I mean, the guy’s really tall. He like looms over my short figure. I’ve never seen him so up close, it’s almost surreal. And, I say this in the most no-homoest way, but like, I see why the girl’s go so crazy for him. He’s tall, obviously muscular, I mean nobody can miss the rippling muscles popping off his body, or his big ass broad shoulders. He’s got an angular jaw, and his nose is slightly crooked. Probably from getting into too many fights; he is a bad boy, after all. “So, uh, thanks. For taking me here, I mean,” I say, feeling awkward. Ian’s just standing here, looking me up and down in the sort of way you’d look at a chick. I’m getting freaked out. Ian merely smirks, and nods. “No problem.” I turn, grabbing onto the doorknob. But, when his hand suddenly shots out and slams the door close as I pull it open, I freeze and get really scared. See? See?! I knew it was too good to be true. He’s about to beat my ass. Real smart, too smart. I have to give one to Ian. Play with his prey, make them think their gunna make it out alive, and then BOOM! Get their ass just when their hope rises. I should’ve known. “So...” Ian murmurs, his hot breath blowing against my ear. “You do know, you hit my car, right?” “Uh...yeah, about that...I’m really sorry. If there’s any way that I can repay⎯” I turn around as I’m speaking, but Ian cuts me off. With his lips.

[WARNING: TRIGGERING! IF YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF TRIGGERS, DO NOT READ!] (Completed) Alexander Davenport is a shy, gay, sixteen year old boy who barely gets out except for going to school or taking out the trash. Alex's mother became engulfed in her work since he was three years old. Since then his father has become an alcoholic and abusive to Alex every day of his life. Right now, Alex only wants someone who understands and loves him. Brett Anderson is a out going, friendly, sport loving, seventeen year old boy. Totally the opposite of Alex, Brett loves partying and getting drunk with his many friends. When Brett and Alex's paths cross unexpectedly, they fall into a deep pit of friendship...or maybe something more?

Trying to inhale the needed oxygen burned my lungs, the tears burned as they ran down the side of my cheeks. Sweat beaded on the brow as every last bit of energy was used to get away from the dark shadow of a man that threatened to engulf me. A scared boy, being abused by the one who should love him the most. A likable new student who can't help but be captivated by this kid. Who is going to be saving who from this harsh world?

Jasper is new to the school, he's a shy, semi nerdy, cute lil boy. Alec, is the typical popular, jock, girl magnet. How will they react when they meet each other? Will they fall in love? Or will they separate with their own ways? ⚠️This Story includes:⚠️ -Suicidal things -Depression -Sensitive topics -Cussing -Possibly smut?

Ethan is sarcastic and sassy. Will is careless and troubled. When Ethan sees how bad Will is struggling, he decides to help the 20 year old. But in order to help Will, Ethan realizes he must face his own dark past. As feelings and secrets emerge between the two boys, Ethan begins to question if Will is really as straight as he claims to be.

[BoyxBoy Romance] Noah moves schools and quickly finds himself falling for someone. That someone is Clark Herrington. Noah thinks he's kind and caring, but his other new friends say that he's trouble.

Two boys, Nathan, the captain of the football team, and Jessie....well, a nobody. Two different lifesyles and one kiss. Sorry for the spelling errors, and anything else that makes you cringe. I haven't gotten around to fixing it :/

No one could have been prepared for what was going to take place down in the guys locker room that homecoming night. Not the victim, not the victimizers, and surely not the unsuspecting bystander, Tyson McDaniel. That night was suppose to be a typical school dance that kids complained about the next day. It was suppose to be a place where kids tried to spike the punch bowl, or muster up the courage to ask their crush to dance. It wasn't suppose to be the one event that tainted the face of Cappa Bay High, and it's student body, as well as staff, forever. It wasn't suppose to force Tyson to face a troubling question. It wasn't suppose to force him to face himself. ....Things had changed everyday since October. ~* A Twisted Teen Fiction Gay-Themed Love Story*~