Hotboy Stories

Random scenarios that are in my head.

سی ئۆمێگا سێ برای بچووک و نازدار بەهێز کە هەوڵدەدەن ژیانێکی باشتر بۆ خۆیان بنیات بنێن لە کۆمەڵگایەکدا کە ئەلفا حوکمڕانی دەکات. کۆمەڵگایەک کە ئۆمێگا بێ خێزانەکان بەچاوێکی پیس سەیر دەکرد لە کۆمەڵگایەک دا ئەبو بۆنەکانیان سەرکووت بکەن تاکوو نەکەونە ژێر دەستی ئەو ئەلفایانەی بۆ حەزەکانیان ژیانی بچووکێکی تر وێران دەکەن ژیان زۆر لەوە سەختر بو بۆ هەرسێکیان چەنەهان نەهامەتی و وێرانی بەڵام ئەبوو بەهێز بمێنەوە بۆ بە دەست هێنانی خەونەکانیان لەکاتێکدا هەوڵیان دەدا خەونەکانیان بەدیبهێنن چارەنوس بەرەو ڕێگایەکی جیاوازوو چاوەڕوان نەکراو ئەیان بات.نازانم ئاخۆ ئەم ڕێگایە بۆ هەرسێکیان ئەبێت بە نیحمەت یاخود ئەبێت بە دەردوو بەڵا بۆ ژیانیان. بەڵێ ناچار بوون ناچار بوون بڕیارێک بدەن بۆ ژیانیان ناچار بوون برا بچووکەکەیان بەپارێزن لە خراپەکاری ئەو کۆمەڵگایە،بۆیە بڕیاری ئەوەیان دا کە هاوسەرگیری لەگەڵ هەر سێ ئەلفای خێزانی شاهانەی جیۆن بکەن. بڕیار وایە چارەنوس هەر شەشیان بەرەو کووێ بەرێت...؟ 𝐍𝐚𝐌𝐉𝐢𝐍 𝐓𝐨𝐏↝𝐍𝐚𝐌𝐉𝐨𝐎𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐓𝐨𝐎𝐦↝𝐉𝐢𝐍 ♡➺ 𝐘𝐨𝐎𝐧𝐌𝐢𝐍 𝐓𝐨𝐏↝𝐘𝐨𝐎𝐧𝐆𝐢 𝐁𝐨𝐓𝐨𝐎𝐦↝𝐉𝐢𝐌𝐢𝐍 ♡➺ 𝐓𝐚𝐄𝐊𝐨𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐨𝐏↝𝐉𝐮𝐍𝐊𝐨𝐎𝐤 𝐁𝐨𝐓𝐨𝐎𝐦↝𝐓‌𝐚𝐞𝐇𝐘𝐨𝐍𝐠 ♡➺ ♚

​"In the world of Alphas, Dunk Natachai was King. Until he met the man who could rewrite his soul." The deal is simple: To save his family, Tharn must serve as Joong's personal assistant for one year. But in the shadows of Joong's gallery, the air is thick with a scent that shouldn't exist-a scent that is systematically breaking Dunk's Alpha instincts. ​As the hierarchy shatters, Dunk realizes that "serving" Joong is becoming less of a punishment and more of a dark, addictive necessity. In this game of obsession, the King hasn't just lost his throne... he's found his master. ​"I'm not breaking you, Dunk. I'm just showing you where you truly belong."

​"They say the sky is limitless, but for us, it was the very thing that kept us apart." ​In the humid, salt-stained halls of a small school in Krabi, Phuwin is the undisputed heartbeat. To the world, he is the ultimate extrovert-the guy whose laughter fills the corridors and whose future is as polished as the pilot's uniform his family has already picked out for him. But behind the bright smiles and the "Main Ten" social circle, Phuwin is drowning under the weight of an anchor: a family legacy that demands perfection and forbids his truth. ​Ray is the only one who sees the cracks in the mask. ​Positioned in the shadows of the back row, Ray is the village "bad boy"-an ambivert with a lethal stare and a reputation for violence. To the world, he is cold and unreachable. But behind the moodiness lies a heart softened by a house full of siblings and a secret devotion that has burned for four years. He doesn't want Phuwin's mask; he wants the boy shivering underneath it. ​What starts as a classroom joke-a "dream" of a romance-spirals into a toxic, beautiful, and devastating reality. From blood-stained desks and secret kisses under rotting piers to the chemical haze of betrayal and the sharp sting of a razor's edge, their love is a storm that threatens to destroy everything in its path. ​Vows in the Vapor is a story of three jagged marks on a wrist, the scent of jasmine perfume that tastes like a lie, and the quiet, citrus-scented healing of a man named Pond who finally teaches a broken boy how to fly.

Katrina J. West lives by constants. In her world, numbers don't lie, they don't drink, and they don't break hearts. Haunted by a violent past, her goal at Lincoln University is simple: stay invisible, stay sober, and graduate untouched. ​Jackson A. Teller is the variable she never saw coming. The star quarterback is a masterpiece of public perfection and private self-destruction. With NFL scouts sniffing out his addictions and his family demanding a "clean" image, Jackson is one scandal away from losing everything. ​He needs a shield. She needs a way out. ​The deal is cold and calculated: Seven thousand dollars a month. A private apartment off-campus. In exchange, Katrina must play the "perfect, sober girlfriend." But as the lines between the contract and their cravings blur, Katrina realizes that the only thing more dangerous than Jackson's chaos is the addictive heat of falling for him. ​Her secret. His debt. Our chaos.

تەواو کراوە : من پێویستە بڕۆم : نەخێر هەرگیز : تۆ پێویستە بەرپرسیارێتی هەڵبگرێت : من تەنها ئەمویست ژیانێکی ئاسایی بژیم : ئەو ڕزگارکەری هەموومان بوو بیرۆکەی سەرەکی باس لەوە دەکات، کە کیم تایهۆنگ خەریکی بەڕێکردنی ژیانە ئاساییەکەیەتی لەگەڵ دایک و باوک و دوو خوشکەکەیدا، بەڵام کێ چوزانێت ... لەوەیە ئەمە تا سەر نەبێت. دەستپێک:15\1\2024 کۆتایی: 26\1\2024 بیرۆکەی چیرۆکەکە الحمداللە هەمووی هی خۆمە زۆر شتم داهێناوە کە پێشتر نەبووە ... وە بنچینەی هەمووشی هەمووی خۆم دامناوە .....

Justin Bieber: a boy who likes jewelry and secrets. Copyright © JustinsAvenger 2015

Entering ONC 2026! It's summertime, and Audrey returns from her boarding school in Ontario because she's not feeling well. Meeting her childhood friends again, she notices that one of them has changed a lot... As she sits by the campfire, she realises her emotions, who she wants to be, and the feelings for that boy she always thought as a best friend...

"You fascinate me", he began, stepping back a few paces before locking eyes with me, his expression dripping with dramatic amusement. "I must say, I haven't stumbled upon anyone this intriguing in this school." He paused. My heart skipped a beat-then two-before it finally found its rhythm again. Was that... a compliment? Or...? He wasn't done. "And that brings me to a conclusion." Was he seriously going for a dramatic effect? "Hook up with me." It wasn't a request. It was a statement. I froze.

Isabella Blackwood, she is a tortured girl with only one reason for living, her younger brother Leo. She is being forced to leave her home but if she leaves everything that she went through will happen to Leo, she cannot let that happen but she doesn't have a chose - she is bound to him the king of the Italian Mafia, it's this or death - what real chose dose that give her? Rafe Cross, he is king, he is respected, he is power. Yet in his fathers eyes he is not enough, to Victor, he must be everything, a king, a boss and even a husband. As the ruler he has the responsibility to carry the bloodline and that is what Victor plans on him doing.

Being a dreamer is one thing, achieving those dreams is another. Shrey Mehra was a dreamer for most of his life and an inspiration for the rest of his life. At 28, he's been playing for India for 8 years now, one of the very few players who've had the pleasure to win almost all ICC cups as well as the IPL cup in such a short time. Loved by millions, cherished by his teammates, respected and envied by his opponents. Mehra knows he's loved, but he couldn't stop wondering who he is without cricket? Because before all the limelight, he really didn't know what it was to be loved, well maybe except from that one person. Ramya Dheer loves her life, well mostly. And her only goal in life is to make other people love their lives as well. She's a mainly psychologist, but also a traveller, a social worker, a philanthropist, a singer, and the list goes on. Ramya is privileged, and not only does she know it ,but she uses her privilege in the best way. She resides in London with some of her best friends, she helps people, she works hard, parties harder. Her only motto in life is to have no regrets. And when she looks at her ex boyfriend, now a successful cricketer, she doesn't regret letting him go, if anything she's happy she wasn't something that held him back. "Kuch pane ke liye, kuch toh khona parta hain." ("In order to gain something, you've to lose something in return" ) They both firmly believed in this particular saying when they chose their dreams over their love. Ramya still believes in it, or at least she tells herself she does. Shrey on the other hand, thinks that was absurdity. He has won so many times, he has won so many titles people tell him all the time he cannot have it all. But why not? is his only response. He has lost once in life and he regrets it, every time he wins.

"𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." 𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙙, "𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚." 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙. "𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞 𝙖𝙢, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡." 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙. A SECOND CHANCE, KIND OF- ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROMANCE. - kind of micro trope : miscommunication that drives them apart, rain kiss - highschool, young adult romance (may be smut scenes) - short story 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, katerina vinnie and i have known each other since we were kids; we're family friends. our moms are best friends, but we're not. in fact, we're the opposite of best friends. vinnie and i have a complicated relationship. sometimes we dislike each other, sometimes we tolerate each other, sometimes we hate each other, and other times.. we might like each other more than we're supposed to. i would say more than friends, but we would have to be friends to begin with. i've liked vinnie since sophomore year, but he's given me reason after reason to stop liking him. i should listen to those reasons, but i never do.. until, one day vinnie finally makes it clear that he's not meant for me and i should stop trying. he didn't actually say that, but the way he acted told me everything i need to know. now, when i don't like him anymore, he likes me.. do i let him in and give him a chance? read to find out!

₊ °✦ ‧ ‧ ₊ ˚✧ ʰᵃʳʳʸ ᵖᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ‧ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ sᴇʀɪᴇs

"love isn't easy Vidyan.. We are separated now Please leave me Rithya_ "ආදරේ කියන්නේ ආදරේට... ඔයා ඔහොම නෙමෙයි කොහොම කලත් මගේ ආදරේ වෙනස් වෙන්නෙ නෑ... මං මේ වෙන හැම දෙයක්ම දරාගත්තේ දරගන්නේ ඔයා වෙනුවෙන්...මගේ හදගැස්ම පවා ගැහෙන්නේ ඔයාගේ නමින්...ඔයාට පුලුවන්ද ආයේ හැරෙන්න?...වෙන දෙයක් වේවී බේබ්...අපි බලං ඉමු...මගේ ජීවිතේ මට දැනුණ මනුස්සයා ලග රැදෙන්න මට අයිතියක් නැති වෙන්න බෑනේ...ඒක මගේ අයිතිය...මම ඉන්නවා තමුසේ එක්ක කොහොම උනත්...එච්චරයි!" Vidyan_

Dylan O'Brien social media plot Created 28/01/18 Completed 00/00/00

this isnt a story. This is for me to feel happy about something simple.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫."

"Is your real name really Uzumaki Naruto?" "No, it's Namikaze Kiiya." Uzumaki Naruto is actually Namikaze Kiiya and kitsune. He is the leader of the Anbus and second prince of the Namikaze clan. But when his clan was massacred he was left with a big responsibility. I don't own anything, except the story line, but I got ideas from other stories 😉 so credits to .... I don't know their names hahaha 😅😅😅 Yes, I'm sorry your author is weird. !!Note: not edited, this story has plenty of grammar and spelling mistakes

Let's be honest.. What do most teenagers summers consist of? Alcohol? Drugs? Late nights?.. but most importantly - the people that drive you insane. The ones you wish you could have but you can't... What if one girls plan for the summer is to get that boy? What could possibly go wrong? Well let's find out.

Ezra learns early how to wait how to listen for what isn't said, how to read the pauses between words and the truths people leave untouched. He spends his quiet hours with paint stained hands, translating feelings he can't name into color and shape. Mikhail lives fast and quietly at the same time, moving between school, the garage, and nights where engines scream past the edge of control. He burns through hours without looking back, all motion held in careful restraint. As nights stretch on and attraction deepens into something harder to look away from, they find themselves caught between wanting more and knowing when to wait between reaching out and pulling back, and letting things move at their own pace. Dead Hours is a slow-burn novel about tension, identity, and the moments that matter most after the noise fades.