Heteroflexible Stories

Ashton Johnson is in his senior year of high school. He keeps himself busy from talking to his classmates by always having his nose deep in a book and doodling on his classwork. A new kid moves to his school, into not one, but two of his classes, and it changes him, but not entirely in a good way.

Gabe just got out of a relationship and needs ice cream to drown his imaginary sorrows in (really, he just needs the ice cream), so he drags his brother down to the gas station on the corner to pick some up. Dean and Sam happen to walk into the same store to pick up some essentials they'd run out of. They overhear Gabe and Cas arguing over which one of them is cuter, Dean or Sam. Flirting ensues since there is no way Dean is walking out of that store without at least saying hello to the man with the blue eyes and the sex hair, and Gabe's not letting Sam escape quite so easily either....

inicie este diario un 26 de enero de 2018 cuando me di cuenta de que necesitaba vaciar un poco de mi y de mis pequeños problemas,y de ellos darles consejos. La vida es una montaña rusa,y aveces requieres un poco de apoyo para que esa montaña rusa de la vida continue. asi que si buscas un lugar donde esconderte y reirte de mi vida un poco desastrosa,bienvenido.

Living a life where you are cursed; you would think that it would be so different to our normal lives. But for Luka, it isn't. It's his normal, he's never known anything else. How will this type of life challenge him? What kind of trouble will he get himself into? Who is he going to meet along the way? What will happen when his life turns upside down? ⚠️WARNING⚠️ - abuse - bullying - mental health issues - death

i'm heteroflexible. before you say "that's just bi" please read the first chapter. i kinda needed a place to put all of my thoughts on this, so i made this book and um,,,, gay.

Love is a broad word with no right definition. Every love is different because every person and creature of this planet and beyond is unique. This story is part 1 of what I hope to once become a collection of fictional stories of people who had this journey of their meaning of Love. None of the pictures used are mine.

A collection of stories about a group of six friends who really need to pull it together.