Queerprotagonist Stories

||TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of abuse, alcohol/drug usage, bullying, su1cidal idealization, s3lf-harm, death, strong language, racism, homophobia and transphobia. If any of these topics are triggering to you, I suggest you refrain from reading this.|| Life is more often than not unfair. It'll throw everything it can at you, try its hardest to twist and bend you until you snap and crumble under its never ending pressure and give in. Nyleve Liliac is living proof of this fact, living a life full of nothing but pain and sorrow-yet they're proof of yet another thing; no matter how much life can throw your way, in the end, things can always take a turn for the better.

Ben, Son of the Goddess Circe (otherwise known as the first witch), has always been a little different than the other demigods at Camp Halfblood. For one, he has spent his entire life at the camp and has a close relationship with his Goddess Mother, never even meeting his human father, unlike the other campers. And throughout the years he has picked up on his mother's gift of witchcraft. Maybe it's that his contact with the modern world has been limited? Or maybe it is the curse that was placed on him by his mother at birth, that bars him from involvement in any of the camps games. After the Battle of New York, Ben is looking for answers. As his powers grow, how long will he be able to contain them to keep everyone at the camp safe? How long until his powers are no longer safe for even him? (Inspired by Circe by Madeline Miller, and the Percy Jackson & Heroes of Olympus Series by Rick Riordan) (p.s. Some plotlines from both the original Percy Jackson series, and the HoO have been slightly altered so the Fic makes sense. So let's assume that Circe's Island didn't blow up, and Circe was not as big of a villain as she was in the og series.)

Image for the cover is not mine. "I am nothing but a dog, obedient and broken." In a town where control is law and rebellion is sin, one boy must navigate desire, fear, and love-all while risking everything for a fleeting spark of freedom.

Lunaria Caelius enrolls in a magic high school and is pretty surprised to find out it's pretty much a normal school. Her best friend doesn't quite believe it, but okay. Her cousin constantly annoys her and begs her to teach him all she learns. Her new classmates are all strange in their own little ways. And she might or might not be falling in love with someone who has been nothing but an asshole to her. It's all chill, thought. She'll pull trough, somehow. (Alternatively: I decided I needed some writing practice and revived some really old OCs. Be prepared for incredibly chill mages, brats arguing, lots of chatting, and probably a bunch of queerness.)

Serena Davis wasn't ready for St. Edith's Academy - and definitely not ready to fall for someone who barely sees her. Dropped off at the elite all-girls boarding school with a busted suitcase and a chip on her shoulder, Serena quickly learns that survival means playing by the rules... or rewriting them. But when her quiet world is shaken by bullies, a mysterious gossip blog, and an impossible crush on the untouchable Head Girl, Serena finds herself spiraling into first love, betrayal, and the kind of heartbreak that leaves marks. But this isn't the kind of love story you would expect. It's a girl figuring out who she is, even when the world keeps trying to erase her. It's queer. It's messy. It's raw. And sometimes, falling is just the start of learning how to rise.

"In a world where reality frays at the edges, a masked boy slips into his imagination. Church organs play backwards, toys are carved from knives, and a new phobia - anthroclaoustrophobia, the fear of soulveil - takes root. With only two characters, this surreal horror explores queerness, identity, and the fragile line between memory and madness. Inspired by haunting music but wholly original, this story blurs the boundary between nightmare and dream, inviting readers into a faded, eerie world where nothing is certain and everything is unsettling."

In a kingdom gilded with oil, gold - and secrets - a boy becomes more than just a servant to a king. When Keira is sold by his own father to the distant, powerful land of Oka-Ile, he is forced into the sacred and terrifying role of Abobaku - the one fated to die with the king. But young King Aderemi is no ordinary monarch, and Keira is no ordinary boy. Oka-Ile glitters with wealth, but darkness brews beneath its royal robes. Five corrupt chiefs siphon the kingdom's riches, and they will stop at nothing to maintain their grip on power - even if it means murder. As betrayal thickens, only Keira, the king's most loyal - and unexpected - companion stands between Aderemi and death. But destiny twists further when Keira's bold sister, Geneva, arrives to rescue him - only to find herself entangled in forbidden romance. And so does the king. Torn between duty, legacy, and a love he never expected - for both Geneva and Keira - Aderemi must make a choice that could rewrite the fate of a kingdom. Lush with Yoruba royalty, unrequited desire, and burning secrets, this is a story of love, sacrifice, and the courage to defy fate. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED AND IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO ETC. Copyright © [2025] Chelsea Maya Victory Johnson. All rights reserved. This book is an original work by Rihanne Chelsea Victory Johnson. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or promotional purposes. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action. For permissions or inquiries, please contact the author directly.

You were never meant to be only this. Ross, a forgotten demigod with the wrong powers, awakens in a dying world of divine war, ancient secrets, and broken gods. Now hunted by the past he can't remember, he must find out who he is; before the gods decide for him.

There is something there. He can picture the branching limbs that don't exist, the blank eyes that stare infinitely into the dead world that surrounds the spiraling hallways, leading to nowhere. He knows it's there, he knows. But even so, as he runs and screams and cries, there is simply the silent velvet hallways, trapping him forever.