{High School/ Gang Au} *THE SEQUEL IS OUT NOW! GO READ: PUSHING LIMITS* •Highest Ranking• #2 TodoBakuDeku #6 BakuDeku----------------------------------- Izuku Midoriya, he's quite average to say the least, except for the fact that he has a hard time controlling his temper. His mother, Inko, sent him to America when he was nine, in hopes that their 'special' program would help with his growing temper. And it did. Until he 're-connected' with his two childhood best friends, Shoto and Katsuki. Izuku likes being in the know of things. He hates anything he doesn't understand, mysteries, math problems you name it! So imagine his annoyance when he, 1) Can barely remember the two boys he knows to be his supposed best friends, 2) He can't understand why his group of friends, as well as most of the school, seem to know something about the boys that he doesn't, and 3) Said group of friends have a strict OFF LIMITS policy when it comes to Katsuki, Shoto, and anyone else who associates with them. How's Izuku going to handle this? Excerpt Below "Hi! Oh- you've gotten so big Izuku! Do you remember me?" Rei asked, raising an amused eyebrow. Izuku chuckled, scratching the side of his head awkwardly. "Not...really," He laughed, "but you all do seem familiar to me." "Ah, that's okay, it has been a long time since you've last seen us," Mitsuki said, sending him a warm smile. "Well," Inko spoke up, her voice light and feathery, "that's Mitsuki, and her son Katsuki. And this is Rei, and her youngest son Shoto." Izuku nodded, sending the boys a small wave, which they returned with simple eye-contact. "They go to the high school I'm enrolling you in, I was thinking, maybe, they could show you around and stuff!" She suggested, grinning brightly at the boys. 'Okay- two extremely hot guys showing me around, because that's the smart thing to do!' Izuku thought, pressing his mouth into a thin line, stiffly signaling his head 'yes'.

"Two for the price of one, baby." "I can't even afford one." August has been in the U.S. for quite a while now, and he wasn't sure what part he hated most. Getting by was starting to get old, and he was counting the months til a normal life. After a dinner party gone wrong though, August and his housemates are faced with an even tougher spot than before. One of them is in jail, one is losing his mind, and August? Well, he might end up back home if he doesn't figure out how to fix this.

;triggers warning; 🛑this book involves abuse, kidnapping, psychological conditioning, and hints at rape maybe more🛑 "you're nothing more than a dog that is here only to entertain me and if you think that you could be anything higher than that you're wrong," He said chuckling deeply making my lump in my throat grow bigger. I just wanna go home, I don't wanna be here anymore someone please hear my prayers or kill me Nothing taught Noah what to do once he got himself into the position that he did. There are only three choices, escape, survive or die.

Luca was a quiet boy He was very quiet, almost concerningly quiet. People whispered about it, his mom worried about it since he was young. He's ok just very quiet. But his mind his very, very loud. The boy with the bright future and the magic artist hands. The boy going places. Zayden was a loud boy He was a very loud boy, almost scary loud. People hated it, his parents resented him for it since he was small. He was very loud, but not vocally, vocally he was very calm. The boy with the tattoos at a young age, the boy who never listen. The boy who was like rolling thunder. He was never going to do anything. Zayden Davis Luca Onward life on two different sides of life and someone is taking an interest in the other.

*COMPLETED* Short excerpts and skits of 4 teenage boys and their fluffy lives! Read on to follow their wild & funny adventures. Warning: This story is fluffy and full of fluff. Oh, and did I mention how fluffy it is? Ranking: #16 bxb (30/01/19) #136 teenfiction 06.04.19 #153 boyxboy 06.04.19

In which a dancing, rapping white boy meets Brooklyn-born Vinny Vitale and realizes, hey. I may be gay. A short story.

Nico expects his college baseball career to be smooth sailing and even smoother curveballs. Instead, it's scorching summers and make out sessions behind the bleachers ____ or - a mxmxm polyamorous story <3

Completed. An ordinary archeological dig based on a drug addict's tip, leads to an incredible discovery that will completely change one man's life as well as his body in irreversible ways. Will he learn to fly or will he die trying.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(