*Completed* "It was as if he was the sun and I was the Earth. Gravity pulled me toward him, but my fear of getting burned kept me at a distance." Collin King is getting his first taste of fame, but he's not sure he likes it. The music industry controls everything. His music. His personality. His image. His dates. He's sick of it. With the looming deadlines for his next hit single fast approaching, Collin is losing his words. How can he write a song when his inspiration died with his freedom? How can he write when he has no one to write about. Well... that's where Dominik Darling comes in. *Warning. This is a boy×boy novel. If you don't like it, don't read it.* *Started on December 25th* *Finished on February 11th* *#90 in Short Story - 01/24/18* *#78 in Short Story - 01/28/18* *#71 in Short Story - 01/29/18* *#55 in Short Story - 02/01/18* *#48 in Short Story - 02/09/18* *#45 in Short Story - 02/10/18* *#43 in Short Story - 02/24/18* *#11 in Short Story - 03/10/18*

"Je ne me souviens pas avoir connu pareille douleur. J'ai toujours su qu'on ne serait jamais que des amis. Je pensais m'être fait à l'idée, mais... Je n'arrive pas à être heureux pour lui, je ne peux cesser d'espérer."

A quiet afternoon is infinitely more interesting when you add a young man who claims to be a time-traveler, a half-completed shopping list, and an unhealthy amount of sarcasm. {Written 2014}

[Completed] Asher's life revolves around two things; being popular and his boyfriend, Danny. Unfortunately for Asher, these things don't really coincide, so he leads two completely separate lives. At school he is captain of the football team, he flirts with pretty girls and parties like there is no tomorrow, but that all changes when his boyfriend visits on the weekends. This jock thinks that he has the best of both worlds but things are changing and Asher's entire façade starts crumbling around him like a house in an earthquake. Will Asher be able to keep his boyfriend once he finds out all of the secrets he has been keeping, or will losing Danny be the price of popularity?