Waar twee Arabische jongens herinnerd worden.

Hoogste rang: #2 in gay Hoe noem je dat, wanneer iemand je betaalt voor intiem contact? En wanneer je een jongen bent? Een gigolo? Juist. Ik ben een jongen, biseksueel en de meeste homoseksuele jongens van de school brengen te tijd bij mij door in de fietsenstalling. Wat ik met het geld doe? Ik heb een alleenstaande moeder die aan de drank zit en twee kleine broertjes om voor te zorgen. Ik doe het eigenlijk zonder problemen. Niemand is er ooit achtergekomen en ik heb een 'vriendinnetje' als dekmantel. Niet heus, want ik ben nog nooit verliefd geweest. Mijn vader heeft mijn moeder verlaten voor een ander en daardoor heb ik besloten me nooit te binden. Het lukt me aardig, dat niet-verliefd-worden-ding, totdat één van mijn klanten meer wil... *COVER DOOR @miran60*

David heeft bijles nodig, maar van wie gaat hij dat krijgen? LET OP: dit is een boek dat ik lang geleden heb geschreven. Dit boek is verre van goed, maar het stond lang op #1 bij Romantiek en later ook bij Kort Verhaal. Mijn lieftallige lezers wilden dan ook dat ik het weer publiceerde, dus voila. (op de cover staat mijn oude account @)

2 verschillende vrienden groepen. Dezelfde vakantie bestemming. 2 verschillende jongens. Dezelfde sexualiteit. Stoer en verlegen. Badboy en nerd. Jacob(16) en Jasper (15) Wanneer de 2 jongens elkaar tegen het lijf lopen in Spanje slaat de vonk over. Na de vakantie zagen of spraken ze elkaar nooit meer. Tot op die ene dag, toen de ene kwam eten bij de zus van de ander. Een nieuwe liefde en een gebroken hart. Komt dit nog goed? --- 'Babe?' Ik keek mijn vriendje aan die op het andere ligbed lag. 'hmh?' Was zijn antwoord. 'Wat gebeurd er na de vakantie? Ik bedoel, ik ga weer terug naar Amsterdam en jij gaat terug naar groningen.' Hij deed zijn zonnebril af en kwam omhoog. Zijn oceaan blauwe ogen keken in mijn smaragd groene. 'Schat, het komt goed. We houden contact en zodra mijn opleiding af is, kom ik naar jou. Beloofd.' Ik glimlachte om deze belofte. Een belofte die maar voor de helft uit kwam. Na de vakantie hadden we nooit meer contact. Mijn hart brak. Was dit dan het einde? ⚠️Dit boek bevat groftaalgebruik en smut⚠️ Begonnen op: 03-02-2022 Geëindigd op: 03-02-2023

his hot breath hit my lips as he moved me more onto his lap. i bit my lip as my blurry thoughts rushed through my head. i took the bottle of booze and took a big gulp of it and handed it to him. i wrapped both my arm around his neck and one of his hands went to my hair while the other got lower down my back. never in my life would i thought that i would be here with the boy who has called me names, shoved me into the lockers and stole all of my friends away from me. yes i fell in love with my bully.

Alexander Oliver West is a hot name for a hot boy. Here at Briar Prep Acdemy That name was known everywhere. He was like any normal jock. Captain of the football team, a player, a jerk. But that changes sometimes. Agustine Benjamin Romeo Kingsly is a name to be known as the nerd. Briar Prep Acdemy is mostly a name where they get there asses kicked. Now he wasn't as typical. He had one hell of a good face, he wasn't a player nor a jerk he was The New Nerd. But can this new nerd keep his secret?

Phoenix is a rich boy from Galveston, Texas. His parents force him to move to Oxford, England. He goes to live in a large and beautiful boarding school. There he meets his roommate who he finds to be quite interesting. Will his roommate think the same of him. Will they become friends or something more... Read and find out. P.S.- Feel free to vote and comment as much as you like.

[BOOK #4 of MISTER SERIES] Chad has always been the goody-two-shoes. He always makes things right and always has a positive mind. He does his assignments on time, he follows his schedules well, he eats healthy foods, he follows rules. He's the rule maker. As the leader of the Peacemakers group of the school, he's the one in charge of keeping peace inside the school. He makes sure that everything will be treated right. Chad has always been in charge of how things would work. He never lets anything drag him down. And since he's about to graduate, he needs to make sure that he will attend a prestigious university. With a mindset of this, his future is set. Until he meets the new student, a bad boy named Cade.

Wern Muller is always hungry. Unfortunately, eating for Wern is not as easy as grabbing takeout. Wern can only feed on the traumatic memories of people and animals. It's an exhausting and thought-eroding experience, but Wern has to eat, or terrible things happen. To make it easier, Wern works in places where he is in close contact with traumatized individuals. Haruto Sato makes Wern hungry. Sato, a user of the food bank where Wern works, is dripping in trauma. Wern can see the memories slither and hiss on his neck and shoulders. The memories whisper to Wern, enticing him like sauce on dumplings. Haruto could quench Wern's hunger for a full year... So why won't Wern feed on him? --- [A Wattpad Editor's Pick.] [An Open Novella Contest short-listed book.]

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.