After graduating from high school, Mathew sets out to do a two-year missionary service like everyone else his age. Mathew thought that his only problem would be him adjusting to the city as someone who's lived in a farming town all his life. he didn't expect to get so focused on helping Nathaniel recover from his past wounds. His encounters with a man five years his senior makes him question his life, faith, and everything he had ever believed to be true. - [April 2018 Camp NaNoWrimo Winner.] [Long listed in the #Wattys2018.] Cover by @nolakepner

[Completed] Christian Blake has issues socializing with people. They still remember what happened at this sixth birthday. He has been isolated and friendless, but that doesn't last long, when Taylor James comes along and takes an interest in him. Will Christian life take a turn for the better or for the worse? Read and find out. Highest Rankings: #205 in gaylove #96 in gayromance #188 in gaylove - 18/03/19 #94 in gayromance - 18/03/19 #54 in carcrash - 26/03/19 #329 in firststory - 28/03/19 #288 in firststory - 05/04/19 #101 in firststory - 17/08/19 #71 in firststory - 06/09/19 #7 in gaylove - 28/09/19

It's hard to believe that a boy who didn't believe in love and a boy who didn't believe he could love himself would have much to learn from each other. But it would turn out that way, of course; with everything to gain and even more to lose. As it turned out, both Liam and Jamie needed to learn not to trust the dim lights and neon nights. This is a backwards love story.

I couldn't explain how exquisite and extraordinary he was when I laid eyes on him... that lean and slightly define muscles in his arms, how his smiles gives you this most intoxicating feeling of butterflies in your stomach and the way the sunlight reflects off of his glistening, white as snow skin. Making it shimmer in a way when he rotates his body that has it beaming off of him like the suns radius. My train of thought has been gone for so long I could barley hear out his abnormal coughing, signaling to me with how I'm staring at his gorgeous figure instead of communicating to him like a real human being. "I'm so sorry, god I'm such a wreck right now. I can pay for that, seriously how much does it cost I'll pay for it." he states abruptly, flitching with how frighten and anxious he is, its kind of heart warming but frowning. He's pointing a finger to my L.A sweat shirt, completely disremembering with how he accidentally spilled what appears to me his used to be coffee or hot chocolate on me, getting it right at the center of where it says "L.A" on it and dripping down to my waist like fresh raindrops. I shake my head as if he's misunderstood for the whole situation and wave my hand out, flicking it over in this 'hand motion' to show him how dramatic this whole thing is. "It's my fault really, I should've been watching were I was going. Its hard not looking at someone so stunning and how disappointing it is for them to be walking alone that is." I respond to him, giving him my devilish smirk, showing him my clear pointed white teeth to him, I stare intensely into his warm hazel green eyes, lusting over them and how my eyes drop to glimpse at his cherry like lips, their in this perfect form... inviting... hot boiling to the skin and perfect for getting wrecked by a real dominate. He notices the trail my eyes lead to and couldn't help to contain how his cheeks are flushed scarlet as a rose. He laughs awkwardly but in amuse. "I'm Eric" he responds

(BOYXBOY) AND UNDER EDITING "But no homo." "Of course." It was always the same, Zach didn't want to admit that they might want to be more than just buddies who give each other a hand now and then. (I know a terible pun.)