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To Give My Heart Away

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Time 3h 52m

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I've heard tales about how freeing it is, the moment you lay your arms down, surrender yourself completely to someone, to love and be loved. But is it not an equally horrifying moment--making yourself vulnerable to the pain you kept yourself from feeling? How dauntless are they, hearts in love.

I just have to say yes, right? But it's hard, at the thought of everything that's not entirely impossible--the possible fleeting feelings, the uncertain future--how do I know I'm ready?

How brave do I have to be, to put my heart on the line?

How much stronger do i have to be, to untape my mouth and say it?

How long will I take to give my heart away?

Will you wait for me?All Rights Reserved

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Undercover (Boyxboy) by SettingTheSun

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

Broken heart by 1Shinee

He broke my heart. After months of dating and everything seemed perfect. He told me he didn't think it would work. He didn't tell me why. I guess that's why I was so mad. Anyways, the story starts right after he broke up with me. I was at a friend of mine's house, crying and eating all of his ice cream. He came up with a plan to get back at him. I agreed not knowing how bad it would get. I wanted to show him what it's like, but just breaking his heart is no fun. No, we had a plan that involves breaking someone's heart that was close to him and use him to do it. I got to sit back and watch him break, like I did, but I might have gone too far... The story starts like this...

Plan Of Seduction by bl_principito

"I hate you - so much Tripp." More confusion because, once more, wasn't this a good thing? "Why did you have to say that? What if," A little quieter, just above a whisper. "What if we mess up our friendship?" "But what if we don't?" "You don't know that," I bumped his nose with my finger. "And neither do you. So, why don't we give it a shot?" He bit down on his bottom lip, hesitation and worry filling his gaze. __ This is literally a story that follows the plot of two best friends realizing their feelings for each other, yes, I know, very cliche, but I enjoyed writing it. There will be mature LGBT+ content, so if you don't want to read those chapters or this story, skip it. Highest Rankings (that I'm aware of): LGBT+: #3 , College Romance: #2 , Gay: #19 / GayPride: #2, Gay boyxboy #1

THE JOCK JUST WANTS THE NERD [2] by THEVINCENTNOAH

(finished) Part 2: Don't you hate it when you thought you were done with your conflicting feelings, suddenly you have them coming back to you when you least expect it?, when you develop feelings for someone you think you have no chances with, when people think that those feelings aren't accepted by society, when you can't get your crush to notice you, then you feel like the world just crumbles around you when things just don't work out the way how you wanted it to be? I... I like him... But there's just so much shit going on that I don't know if I can bring myself to be with him... ...So I'm writing down all of this in my journal to pour all my thoughts out... Because I just need to express these feelings out somehow... -Jackson #2 - closeted #76 - homo

Beneath The Surface by rainxroses

I'm falling... Falling, helplessly and inevitably; completely at the mercy of the forces dragging me down. Having to trust in an entity's blind intentions and praying to God that they won't let me hit the ground. It's an incredible and horrifying feeling. A feeling that I live for. And I have realized that having something to live for makes you all the more scared of dying. (Constant uploads, and even more editing to older uploads)

The Silent Host (boyxboy OHSHC) by LazyyOtaku

Cover by siimplyisaac Words. Everyone takes them for granted, using them non-stop, screaming them, laughing them, blurting them. But what about when they're dying? Are they strong enough to scream out their last words? To laugh out their final sentence? To blurt out the last thing people will remember of them? Your dying words mean everything. It's what people remember you saying last and it shouldn't be something stupid which if you get used to saying stupid things, I believe you won't have any control of what you say when you die. So words are valuable, and I, James Hunter, won't waste them. Of course I'll speak when it's important but I don't think I'll speak for anything other than that. But I'm dying and I don't want to be, but the choice isn't mine to make. My body- my heart has made up its mind, I'm going to die, I just have to accepting it. And if I'm going to die, I want to be remembered, I want them to visible see my face, feel my touch and hear my voice from my final hours of living. I want my family to know everything I've been holding in and I want my friends to remember me as strong. So what I'm going to die? Everyone does at one point. I'll just die sooner than expected and medication won't do anything to stop it, only postpone it and I don't want it postponed, when I'm ready... I'm ready and I want my heart to be on the same page as I am.

An Everlasting Problem (Phun And Noh AU Fan Fiction) by LittleKittyWasabi

This is a boy x boy fan fiction. Don't like gay love then move on. This isn't the story for you. There will be cursing in this story. If you don't like profanity please move on. Thank you. ============================ Cover by: JaeMi1 ============================ Have you ever met a vampire? No? Ah, lucky you. Vampires are a pain in the ass. Trust me I've met a couple. Thanks to that stupid ass Ohm I was stalked, forced to co-habitat, and pushed into some weird confusing battle going on for a stupid title. Pain in the asses! The biggest issue was the feelings stirring inside me. They're weird and icky. No matter what I do I can't stop them. And they get worse whenever that jerk, Phun, is near me. My heart constricts and my brain gets weird. Can't I just go back to my peaceful life, please? Excerpt: I shuffled my feet, staring down at them, growing far more uncomfortable than I ever wanted to be. I heard a deep chuckle roll from him. My eyes shot up to meet his. I had to swallow down my agitation as his eyes twinkled with amusement. Can you believe it? The bastard found my reactions funny! My face crumbled into a sneer. I slammed my hands on the arms of my chair and pushed myself up. I glared at the bastard, trying my best to make my face as ruthless as I could. The infuriating man chuckled again, his smirk blooming into a full smile. I had to force down whatever feelings was bubbling up. He had an amazing smile. Heart racing and knee melting type of amazing. =============================== This is an AU fan fiction. I do not own the characters portrayed in this story, I merely asked them to dance to a different beat. The characters are created and owned by INDRYTIMES ( twitter: @hedshew) Show her love for these wonderful characters and her amazing story. ===============================

A Dangerous Type of Love (Narry) ~Somewhat Short Story~ by GhostNiall

Have you ever just fallen for someone that you knew wasn't meant for you. Someone that you knew it was wrong for you to want so badly. The feeling that loving someone that could never possibly love you back could make you feel like inside. Holding back every emotion knowing that showing one of them could ruin the one thing that you were scared of losing. That one person that makes your heart jump when you know they shouldn't. The feeling that you want to be in their arms but know that you can't be. Knowing that your feelings could ruin everything you two had worked so hard to build. The fights you shared over meaningless things. The memories you both shared in a little notebook. The love you never expected to share...With that one person you had, had a forbidden love affair.

Small Doses by TheAnonymousStalker

5 years ago, I lost my best friend. All because he confessed his feelings for me and I over thought things. I was left on my own only to realize too late that the feelings were mutual. Now, I vow to love the next guy wholeheartedly, with no reservations, no regrets. I only live once. Let's not make things complicated. When I love, I love period. - Mew Bennett I have never been in love. Sure I've been with girls but I never felt the need to take care of anyone. To be responsible with another person's feelings is just so big a burden, I'd rather not experience it. I'm all for self-preservation, to be secured in who I am without having to worry about hurting someone else. Let's not make things complicated. I don't intend to fall in love period. -Gulf McQueen

Pretty Boy by acerivk

Pretty Boy How could you exactly define yourself as being pretty? Is keeping myself high, be enough? Would the wounds around my body, mark me as to being one? Could drowning myself with alcohol guarantee me into feeling like that? Because if it does, then I guess being wrecked and having an obscure life are things that could be defined as being pretty. But, being pretty comes with a cost, and seeing your friend as to being one is just plainly forbidden. But what if the forbidden nature of it all, could come falling into a mess that's nowhere near as pretty as him. Would it fall into shattered pieces or could it fix what is already broken? And would the love that both of them are willing to give each other be enough to overpower the bigger repercussions that'll probably come out of it? [Smut Included]

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Undercover (Boyxboy) cover

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Plan Of Seduction cover

THE JOCK JUST WANTS THE NERD [2] cover

Beneath The Surface cover

The Silent Host (boyxboy OHSHC) cover

An Everlasting Problem (Phun And Noh AU Fan Fiction) cover

A Dangerous Type of Love (Narry) ~Somewhat Short Story~ cover

Small Doses cover

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Undercover (Boyxboy)

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.