Jude's world hasn't made sense since Mikey, a boy with a skewed sense of reality, showed up two years ago. When a runaway named Zion comes into their lives, things are about to get a lot weirder.

History has it that the only person you can truly rely on is yourself. Milton Rose Mackenzie has never known this to be true until the brink of his twenty-first birthday when his world is suddenly flipped upside-down. In no time at all, he's lost his name, his secrets, and his family. It's how he finds himself in a house with ten other people, all who have very similar coping methods to himself - but that can't be right, can it? Having spent his entire life in the shadows, he's suddenly in the spotlight. There is no moving unnoticed in this house, around these people. There are expectations. There's... love. It's confusing and tentative and heart-wrenching. Everyone hurts. But that's okay. It's okay because they have each other. And Milton has no one. (mlm, nblm, poly) DISCLAIMER: this story depicts an open polyamorous relationship between eleven people, with an age difference of up to 12 years. the youngest is 21 at the point of any sexual or romantic instigation, and the oldest is 33. read at your own discretion. TW: self-harm, substance abuse, bulimia, anorexia, suicide and suicidal themes, homophobia and transphobia. please please please, if you find yourself sympathising or empathising with any of these characters, take care of yourself and stop reading. this story/series depicts the struggles of mental health, and it isn't dealt with correctly. seek help if you're able to, and stay safe. know you're loved. Text copyright © YeetMyselfx 2015-Present. The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that is shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.

Part 2 of Drowning in the Siren's Song. Percy learns that hiding won't hide him anymore. Just being himself has earned him enough power to garner the attention of the Gods. And for a Siren capable of influencing anybody with songs and is blessed by nature, his rarity is sure to bring more danger than just monsters. Now armed with the learnings of both Greeks and Romans, he tries navigate his messed up life, doing anything and everything to prevent himself from ever meeting the Gods and getting involved in their problems.

BOOK TWO On the outside, Julian Douglas has everything: college athlete, good grades, friends who think he's unstoppable. But inside, he's unraveling. And the one person who ever made him feel whole-the boy he loved and lost-is the one person he can't let go of. Paul Jones is brilliant, beautiful, and broken. His art reaches millions, but behind the screens and gallery walls, he's drowning in silence, addiction, and a love that still lingers. When Julian and Paul collide again, old wounds resurface, old habits threaten to consume them, and both must decide if love is enough to heal what life has shattered. Heartbreaking, intimate, and unflinching, Alone explores the raw edges of mental illness, addiction, and the desperate, dangerous hope of holding onto someone who feels like home. : : : "I'm your boyfriend, Jules." He looked so sad then, so completely vulnerable and it was my fault. It was all my fault and I didn't notice until it was too late. "Do you forget that?" Maybe I did. Maybe I thought ignoring him would stop these feelings from surfacing, that missing him wouldn't take over if I never thought of him. And Paul had sighed, his hands coming up to wipe the few tears that hadn't fallen. His cheeks were flushed, he'd done enough crying for the day, and his hair was all over the place from his frustrated tugging. We'd both looked rough but seeing him just as a mess as I was... it made my heart hurt. So did his next words and I knew he'd already given up. "Do you wanna be with me or do you just not wanna be alone?"

BOOK 2 L E O Two years have passed for Leo and his siblings and yet his heart breaking secrets remain hidden, lost in the same shadows in which they continuously neglect to realise they've left him in. Will any of them notice before it's too late? (can be read as a stand-alone, though some parts may be a little confusing) - CHECK TW'S - #1 in #FindingYourself #1 in #boyxboy #1 in #bxblove #1 in #abused #1 in #gaylove #1 in #mentaldisorder #1 in #Numb #1 in #mentalillness #2 in #Depression #2 in #brothers #2 in #ProtectiveOlderBrothers #2 in #LittleBrother #2 in #twins - S T A R T E D O4|O4|2O22 C O M P L E T E D O6|O6|2O23 - C O P Y R I G H T ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @ShanLivx

He pops up in my mind more frequently than I'll admit. He's popular. He's three years older than me, a basketball star and a local hero. He's always the talk of the town. But he's changed, and there's something about Rowan that's different. He's got more secrets hidden away than I thought. And I never thought I'd stumble into one like this. * on hold while this is getting edited *

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

An outcast. A loner. A young man with walls built so high that only those he deems worthy can pass through the hidden door. Jameson Clark O'Hare is an unusual, mysterious young man to those who don't know him, but really he is just a boy that longs for love and has much of it to share with the right person. Maybe too much for one person to handle. But how is he meant to find this person when he is so closed off from the world, too scared to let anyone new in? Dragged into an unexpected blind date, Jameson's life takes an unlikely turn, and he gets more than he ever imagined. (( Description is subject to change when the story is completed. But still relates to the story. ))

Danya, a mage with a secret, is nineteen when he's finally sold as a gift. But the man he's been given to has no need or want for a slave.