" kookie " " stop calling me that " " but.. you're my kookie... " >> Sequel to " Orphan "

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

I'm Ian Saint Clair. Ever since I was 8 years old all I felt was pain. The pain of what my mother has done to me, the pain of what I've done too myself, the pain of never being loved, and the pain men of all ages have made me go through. I don't understand why I am the one to have so much pain. But I must deserve it because that's what my mom tells me everyday. So I've grown to believe her because the pain never ends. I don't know if it will ever end so why not end it myself.

What are we without flesh and blood? Are we nothing but a beating heart in a ribcage, a marching soul inevitably leading to our demise? Or are we here as a test of loyalty to our God, a God we do not know but must trust? And without this trust, we will be punished indefinitely for questioning his divinity. And what is a sheep without his shepherd? Without God, are we nothing but sheep led astray? How will we be guided to the light without a shepherd on earth? Should we trust our shepherd to tell us the truth? Or will we be covered in the blood of the lamb? A shepherd with blood on his hands could infect his flock with poison. And with this poison, he has control. And to Luke, this poison is all he knows. His seventeen years of life have been devoted to nothing else but God. He wakes up, goes to school or church, and sleeps; rinse and repeat. There is no place or time for anything else in his life, such as television, going out with friends, or discovering new hobbies. His father, Pastor Ivy, ensures this. His life purpose will be to serve the Lord and nothing else. A purpose that Luke believes is the right way. What else would there be to life? He hadn't questioned this until he met Gabriel, a man who was the complete opposite of him. A man who was strong in his sense of self. A man who didn't bow to anyone or anything and stood firm in his beliefs in The Church of Satan. A man who Luke feared. But also a man who felt like home to him.

Step One: Get Kidnapped Step Two: Freak Out a Little Step Three: Learn More about Him Step Four: Fall in Love with Kidnapper in Some Shitty Stockholm Syndrome Shit Virgil doesn't even remember what happened. He remembered going for a walk, then a face, then it all went black, and the next thing he knew, he was tied up in the basement of a serial killer. But as Virgil gets to know him, he learns something about Logan that makes him seem not so bad after all...

Ashton is a big time mob boss used to getting what he wants and what he wants is Tanner; a homeless boy looking for his place in the world. Caution: There is some sexual content in this story. You have been warned.

[DISCONTINUED] The top of the High School Repuchain™ is where everyone wants to be, but only few are. These few just happen to be Roman Castillo, Patton Valentine, Logan Sanders, and their friend Veronica. On the bus to school one day, one of the earliest days of the year, Patton meets Virgil Jensen, who just might be one of the only people who doesn't want popularity. But that might just come to him when he makes the decision to sign up for the school's after-school play, a production of Lin-Manuel Miranda's hit musical: Hamilton. And being one of the main characters in said play may either come out as a benefit for Virgil, or the exact opposite. Only time will tell.