Connor Johnson seems like an ordinary boy on the outside, but on the inside he's plagued by depression, an eating disorder and complex anxiety. So what happens when he finally hits the end of the line and is forcibly sent to a home for troubled boys? Where love runs rampant in the air and tensions soar as high as the clouds. TW's (these will not be included at the start of chapters so take this as a final warning) Anorexia & Eating Disorder Self Harm Drug Abuse Abuse Smut PTSD Hallucinations/Schizophrenia Suicidal Thoughts & Ideation Hospitals Anxiety Slow Burn This story is NOT promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as abuse, suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct or anything like that, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people. Please be respectful in the comments and if anyone is struggling do reach out for support!

[Sequel to The Dutch Boy] With Luca at university, Theo is left to fend for himself, desperately trying to maintain his long distance relationship while fighting the demons that live within, ready to swallow him whole.

I shut my eyes close as if by doing this, I would magically disappear from his sight, but I was wrong, I could feel his steps slow yet alarming as he inch closer to me. "I'm sorry I followed you, I swear I didn't hear anything, please." I sobbed hurriedly. He laughs, hard and my eyes snaps open to glare at him, Xander Adonis laughing, I must be dreaming, "who the hell are you?" He suddenly questions. I felt a tinge of sadness linger inside me for a milli second, the fact that we've attended same school since kindergarten and that he has always been in my class yet he can't even recognise me, killed every hope in me. "I'm-I'm." "Mari," a familiar voice called behind me and I'm quick to avert my gaze towards the voice only to be shocked to death. "Xander? There-there are two of you." "No, three actually." another voice utter behind Xander, i squint my eyes to get a better view of the person, only to see another guy that looks exactly like Xander with glasses strapped around his eyes, before another could speak I loose my balance letting my body fall limply to the floor, but I never got to hit the floor, someone held unto me. "Xander?" "I told you to stay away!" He grits out, I was about talking when something bangs my head. "Why the hell did you do that." "You're welcome ugly face." "We look the same." "Well too bad." I could hear faint voices argue as light gave up on me. Confusing description inside. WARNING: assualts, bully. Not a mafia story!!!!!

"You don't own me!" I shout glaring up at him as he smirks down at me tightening his grip around my neck. "You're mine sweet cheeks. Ever since I walked into your life 15 years ago, you became mine. Your heart, soul, and especially your body belongs to me" he says staring deeply into my eyes as my breath hitched. ... Ever since I was born into the most lavish and kindest family on the face of the earth, I knew my life would never be regular. I mean, I was the only child with the blood and DNA of the richest people on the block full of rich families. The only downside of being an only child was that I was always lonely with both my parents being workaholics. Then finally, one day my parents both decided to make my wish come true and gift me with 3 older siblings. Since both my parents both didn't have time to actually make me siblings, my mother decided to adopt 3 boys from one of the adoption center my father was sponsoring at the time at his work place. They weren't blood brothers, I could tell by their different genetics as soon as I saw them, but there was something about how close they were that made it seem like they were inseparable triplets. I should've known my life was going to change right after I met my new, what my parents wanted me to call them, step brothers. Especially the one that kept his attention on me since the minute he walked into our large house. ~Highest Rankings~ #1 Stepbrother (3.4.23)

My name is Sage Diamond, actually the last name explains a lot. I am the girl who everyone wants to be, my dads a movie producer, and he owns a diamond store. I would sometimes end up in a movie, I mean just because my dad is a movie producer doesn't mean I get in that quick. I have a best friend whose name is Christy. Her dad met my dad when they were younger and actually produced their first movie together. You can learn more later, now here's how everything happened. I was getting bored with just dad home, all he did was write more movies and decide on how to produce them. I decided to go out for a walk. I know it was a tricky decision considering I was Sage Diamond,. The one with all the money. Anyway I headed out. I walked down the alley nearing further in it got darker. I heard a twig snap and snapped my neck back. There was no one there. I turned around to keep walking. I only got a couple steps further in and then a hand closes over my mouth. I scream, but they are only to be muffled by the hand over my mouth.

Book 1 I see her run to the bush where my shoe is and screamed "Kat! That's not fair!! You cheated!" I only laughed. She was so adorable, like a kitten. I watched as she kept looking around, chewing on her bracelet in the process. A habit she had ever since I knew her. I felt the limb under me begin to shake. What the hell?! Out of no where I heard a scream. "Kat help me!" I jumped out of the tree and ran as fast as I could, hearing another scream, I ran even faster. Out of no where I felt a big force on the left side of my face as I fell to the floor. What the hell!? I groaned in pain as I sat up and looked at the person in front of me. A man I recognized, the man I met at the playground. He looks the same, like he didn't age at all. But how!? My eyes grew wide as I saw who was wrapped in his arms with a knife to her throat. Kris.

Josh is a boy who wants excitment in his life. His parents don't really like his type of "excitment". He does not care, so he goes out one day with his friends after fightng with his parents and things don't really go as planned. At least not for him that is. He has been kidnapped by a boy who just can not help being inlove with him. What will happen with the both of them. Read to find out. Sorry if this sucks first time. Don't hate, appreciate fool!

"What do you want Charlie?" My eyes widened as I stared at Ayden in shock. Did he not hear anything I had just said? Or maybe, he wanted what I had tried to hide from him for so long. The truth. "Charlie..." I felt my eyes sting, a fresh wave of tears threatening to fall. "I-I want what most people have. A safe haven away from my own personal living hell...I d-don't want to live like this anymore." "I want to be loved." For Charlie Graham happiness is only two things. Furthering his singing career and getting away from his abusive boyfriend. Never did he ask for the pain that his boyfriend endows upon him, or even the complicated relationship that slowly forms with one of his backup dancers. Yet, everything in his life turns from bad to worse when the pop star goes missing from the public, his world becoming a personal hell. So many times he has to ask himself, is life even worth living anymore? ~Book one of the Melancholic Adornment Collection~ ~Unedited

I had never been so in love. He was the definition of perfect. I wanted him to live like a prince. I wanted him to belong to me. I needed his love and attention. My heart yearned for him since our first meeting. The seemingly innocent boy...I wanted his body, I wanted his heart. Just by smiling he turned me into a beggar, something I strived long and hard not to become. But for him, I'd become anyone and anything to have and keep him. I cared deeply for him and anyone who wished any harm upon even a single hair on his body was to die by my hands. That was not a threat, but a promise. WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! This book may contain content that may disturb, disgust and/or offend you. Please read at your own risk. Thanks. ***IMPORTANT NOTE 10/04/2022: I wrote this book in the manxboy era of corny wattpad stories and even though Toby is well over 18 (he's 24) the language I used when writing this story is very predatory. I will work on changing this when I find the time to edit this book and other older ones which also feature this icky, predatory tone and language. For now please replace "boy" with "guy" or "man" and know that when I describe Toby as being a "boy" it came from a blueprint of how other stories were written and not because I was glorifying predatory relationships. I am very sorry for the predatory language.

Miles is a 15 year old boy who moved to a new town to find a unknown person stalking him. He thought nothing of it until he got a strange text from a blocked number. Little did miles know he would be one of the victims to fall in love with a killer after one text.