~ yaoi,Don't like? don't read it ~

Speak Be free Give back what once was mine Forever lost with a single touch Recover from a loss never to return Until the touch of another heals the wound ~ Haruhi is not the only honor student. Along comes Kuroh, an interesting character with not just different eye and hair colors, but a condition that makes him seem a little different. How will the school year progress with the addition of a mute student to the Host Club? ~ Disclaimers ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own OHSHC or any of the characters in it. Only my own. Only parts of the storyline will be mine seeing as I will be changing parts but most of the storyline will be coming from the original anime. Yaoi warning

Ouran High School is a well-known school in Japan, a school for the rich, the powerful and the intelligent. Though one fateful day Ouran's principal and administration agree to open up a new program-a baking program-with this new fact gives an instant spark upon Saiki's sweet tooth. As he works his way up into Ouran Private Academy for the success of getting into the school's newly added program, Saiki (being a commoner and all) also catches a spark with the Host Club, and it doesn't take a psychic to know things will fall into a disastrous circle of clichés from there. (I am a manga reader and Anime watcher for both animes, details from both the show and manga will show up in this book!)

Ritsu Shimizu is a very lazy and an apathetic person but he wants to become a hero like his parents and protect those who need it. As he attends to U.A., he catches some people's eyes, specifically the boys. (A BNHA Yaoi story, enjoy)

"Welcome to my wonderland" "don't be late for the tea party~" Eggy Lax, the only child of a famous villain. He was tortured, abused mentally and physically since young age. Till one day a group of hero captured his parents and he was saved. Lets join Eggy's new adventure of his new life. #this is a bxb story

"Last warning, Frank. Give it to us, or your little boy here sleeps with the fishes." He slammed the corded phone down and stared at me. "You better hope daddy comes through." He lit a cigar and puffed the cloudy smoke into my face. Will Merlin knew what his father did for a living, ever since he was young. As the middle child, he always knew it would be his older siblings that would be dragged into the family business. But when he gets captured he must rely on his own skills he didn't think he had. (bxb) Copyright 2021 @ All rights reserved All images are from Google -Rated Mature for guns, violence and death. Do not read if you do not like gun violence including teens/children

Going Through editing read that you own risk 18 year old Celeb black life changes dramatically when he witness a murder. When he was running away from home because he couldn't take it anymore it was be rape and abused every day by your dad and his friends or ran away. 25 year old mafia boss Daniel king, harshly kills one of his enemies in a abandoned warehouse. Daniels family are the mafia kings and queens. They can kill a person with a snap of their fingers. Daniel does have girlfriend that would do anything to keep Daniel "loving" her.

Why did I walk in on their meeting. Why was I there . My own boyfriend is a fucking mob leader!!! What am I supposed to make of this am I supposed to think he killed no one or something. Oh god I'm having a asthma attack. Disclaimer: I don't know the guy in the cover photo and other photos throughout the story may not be owned by me either unless I say otherwise. I will gladly remove images if the owner ask me too. This is bxb GAY FICTION don't complain otherwise -Rights belong to me so please don't claim it as your own just because you change a few details. I don't play that shit/-

-THIS STORY IS ON HOLD- "How well do you know him, hmm? your so called brother, that is. Because he took- Stole very valuable item's from me. Which I intend to retrieve by force if I must." He replies, with a heavy Italian accent. "What do you mean, what did he steal that was so valuable. More importantly what does it have to do with me?" Though his coal-colored left brow twitched, he managed to maintain a stoic gaze, the dark inky-blue irises nearly engulfed the lime green as they told a different emotion that consistent between infuriating anger & some other unspoken emotion I couldn't quite place. Maybe I'm overthinking. Until he too shut that out, I observe hesitantly how they clouded over, skimming my hands. Body. Swallowing my fear, an physically forcing me to collapse my palms together so they wouldn't tremble anymore. Leaning in close to me, smothing scrutiny tainting his slurry speech, before his breath tickling the side of my cheek. "Ask your brother."

"You deserve better."