the cliche bad boy and popular boy... with a plot twist(?) [stranger things, steve harrington x billy hargrove] lowercase intended

❝Never knew loving could hurt this good.❞ When ordinary and boring Sebastian Faze meets Niko Salinger, a boy set on burning his lungs and ruining his future, Sebastian knows his whole life is bound to go somewhere different. This is a tale about two haphazardly irrelevant fucked-up teenage boys in the middle of suburbia trying to make the best of their adolescent angst-ridden years and attempting to navigate through the monotony of their dead-end lives, hoping for a once-in-a-lifetime shot at meaning something. warning: MATURE SCENES.

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?"

Emperor Modric has been slowly conquering lands for years. He is a fair ruler but that doesn't mean people do not fight back. Among those who rebelled, was a masked leader known by Orin. Shame that's a common name. Once the battle was over, Orin fled. Breaking the warrior's code. Modric has now taken him upon himself to reteach the man the code. Shame Orin has his own past

(The Midnight Chronicles: B1OOD) Noctis Marius IV - the last living highborn vampire - has finally turned 121-years-old, which means he is now at the right age to look for his wife and continue on his bloodline before the 'Blood Moon' occurs. But when Noctis meets 34-year-old physics professor Arthur Bain, the vampires' existence ends up being at stake, and the world's balance will once again crumble. [Best Vampire Story at 'The Readers Choice Awards'] MATURE [18+] [ONLY FOR THE WICKED] All Rights Reserved ® & Copyright © 2018_MyWickedWays

Book 1 : The Fated Chronicles Levi Calderon. The eldest child to the alphas of the number one werewolf pack in the world, The Dark Moon Pack. Though adopted, he's never once felt unloved or lower than his other siblings. He's grown up with nothing but a loving family in a wonderful pack. But he still feels empty. The years keep passing by and he still hasn't found his mate. Levi believes he never will, because rogues don't have mates and in Levi Calderon's mind, he's a rogue.

Toughened up Deane Anderson and rich and spoiled Luke Davies have only one thing in common - they're both as stubborn and hard-headed as mules. And for everyone around them, that trait they share can get just a little annoying when it comes to matters of the heart. - Copyright © 2015 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.

*Spinoff/Sequel of Lab Partners (Recommended you read Lab Partners first but not required.)* "You know, you shouldn't smoke those things," I spoke softly, referring to the cigarette perched between his teeth. The pale light of the moon made his skin glow like an ethereal light, while his black hair shone like pure obsidian. "And why not?" he asked tiredly, letting the poisonous smoke escape his lips as he looked up at the stars. "They'll kill you," I said honestly, finally looking away from him to peer up at the brilliant night sky. He took the opportunity to turn his stunningly blue gaze back to me. He studied me lazily for a few minutes before asking, "And what if I want to die?" I looked down, straight into his eyes, and asked, "What if I don't want you to?" *This is a bxb book. If you don't like it, don't read it. There is also a trigger warning.* *Cover by @Grand_* *Started 02/14/18* *Finished 04/21/20* *Number of reads on day marked complete: 566k*

{Completed} Every year the future Alpha's get together in cities all over the world. This isn't a party, this is training. For five weeks the future Alpha's train in combat from the best and gain knowledge from experts. Nate King didn't expect anything to be different about this camp. That was until he crossed paths with Brody Lewis, a tattoo covered, eye brow pierced, annoyingly independent future Alpha whose aversion to receiving any help in life he found quite endearing. On the full moon, these two guys didn't expect to find their mates, especially at an all Alpha camp, but they did. These two didn't anticipate that their summer camp would turn into a whirlwind of feelings and hope and responsibilities and love. Yet in the midst of it they find in each other what they had been missing their whole lives. Their other half, their mate. Yet, Summer has to end sometime and there are two packs that need them. Will these mates end up together? Or will their responsibilities tear them apart? {top: Werewolf #40}

John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.