Seventeen years old James is used to having foster kids around the house. Some stay for weeks, others for months, and even the most problematic of them tend to open up to his mother's kindness and gentle discipline. Until the new kid arrives. The one nobody else agreed to foster due to his history. He's trouble, and James finds himself both hating him and drawn to him at the same time. But where kindness has failed, could hatred provide a cure? *** WARNINGS: The story contains mature themes and language. Not suitable for children. Some chapters include violence and may be triggering for some people. Read at your own discretion. #4 in Gay on 2022-05-18 #2 in boyxboy on 2020-03-27 #1 in Gay on 2020-03-27

High school heart-throb Ethan Gray is forced to falsely come out as gay to all his peers. Soon enough, he finds himself getting a bit too friendly with art nerd Vincent Samuel, but Ethan swears he isn't really gay. Or is he? Troubled with a lot more than what meets the eye, the two boys fight against all odds to make it. Highest Rankings: #1 in homosexual (23/12/18) #1 in lgbtfiction (10/02/19) #12 in gay. (12/05/19) Started: 16/07/18 Completed: 30/01/19

[COMPLETE] Ace Nova Williams finds himself having dreams that would disturb even a psychopath. He doesn't mind the dreams though, instead, he finds them comforting. He welcomes the whispers in his head with open arms and even invites the Devil into his home and life. Lucifer Morningstar is the Devil who loves his job of torturing the damned day and night. He loves to whisper in man's ear and cause the sanest to go mad. He didn't realize he was missing something to make his life in Hell even sweeter. That something being Ace Nova Williams. The boy who catches the attention of The Devil Himself. **This will not be like the Bible and how you were taught about Hell and the Devil.** **This is ALL made up from MY imagination so please do not go getting offended by something. If you cannot handle something in my story then either look past it or leave, easy as that. This is MY story made up completely by ME, Anissa_Eylene555. You do NOT have permission to steal or copy my work elsewhere! If you have questions about it private message me!!** If you cannot handle anything in my story please, there's the door, and don't let it hit you on the way out. Check out my other #BoyXBoy book called Beowulf, as well as my #BoyXBoy Oneshots book. The Devil Himself © 2017 Anissa_Eylene555 All Rights Reserved This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. The creation, "The Devil Himself", including all chapters, epilogues, and associated content is copyrighted. All rights reserved by the owner and creator of this book and any unauthorized copying, plagiarism, manipulation, distribution or telecasting constitutes as a transgression of copyright and therefore is punishable by law.

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.

Another town, another case, another school. It was the usual cycle of the life of Dean Winchester. However this time around on an unplanned trip to the library Dean meets someone who changes everything... Dean meets Castiel

*Book One of the Reputation Series* "Do you not have anything to say?" Tripp asks, pressing me harder against the wall. I swallow hard, trying to work up enough spit from the back of my throat to rid the dryness. Tripp leans in, eyes darting back and forth between mine as they widened, his middle finger tracing down the center seam on the front of my skinny jeans. I exhale harshly, balling my constrained fists. How dare he tease me like this. "I see how this is," He finally says, his hot, sticky breath accumulating on the skin at the nape of my neck. I shamefully shudder, my muscles along my spine begging to contract. My skin prickled everywhere at his low, seductive voice. "Qrow, baby, don't make me draw it out of you." First time writer Edited and completed Finished 12/17/19 1K- October 31, 2019 *BE ADVISED: MATURE CONTENT- Includes language, violence, and LGBT+*