Unnoticed (LGBTQ+)
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- Chapitres 15
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*I do not own any rights to the photo used as my cover* *** #2 in TeenRomance (2026) #4 in Gayness (26) #9 in Teenager (2026) #11 in Coming out the closet (2021) I started this story in 2021... Everything is cringy and bad about this story, but I decided to complete this book since I got a lot of comments disappointed it was never finished. Eric didn't choose or really want to be gay, it just kind of happen- something that just happened, he can't even remember how he found out he was gay all he knew was that he was, And it wasn't like there's nothing wrong with that. Eric wasn't homophobic, he didn't feel disgusted in himself but rather disappointed. Everyone put pressure on him to be this perfect person, whether it being grades or sports or family- everything would be ruin if he came out. That's why he hadn't told anyone in the last couple years, not because he's scared- pft, Eric Goodmen scared? Star football player? Could have all the women by just a click of a button if wasn't for being in love with the same gender- scared? He was just a little 'inconvenienced'. One party changed everything though- to many drinks and making out with the wrong gender to send his fake perfect life crashing down when discovering out the first person he came out to, kissed, and had sex with was Callum Micheals. Mr pretty boy. Like life flashing before his eyes- Eric questioned whether Callum remembered or not? *** The smell of a nose itching fabric softer, too expensive for his parents to buy and the feel of warm feather pillows is what Eric woke up to. His body was somewhat tired, and sweaty but besides that, he felt good- he even let out a morning moan sitting up with his arms to look around, he was at Jackson's. A light ache from his hangover rang through his head reminding him that he drank a lot last night seconds later, he opened his mouth to hiss or groan in pain, but the groan that brought silence to the room wasn't his- it was, "Callum?!" Eric whisper shouted.Terminé
tragic
this is a story not for the faint of heart, in this story you will be subjected to adult themes that include but are not limited to, - abuse- self harm- sexual scenes- bullying- abuse- and some scenes have drug usage in them. this is a story of 2 boys, both of which are 17. read at your own risk----- from the outside everything looks normal, yeah his house is shitty and looks like its about to fall down but it still does look normal, but what goes on beyond its dingy walls is anything but normal. where a boy sits alone crying on his bed, filling his pillows with tears. while on the other side of town the popular boy stands Infront of his bathroom mirror in his beautiful house, but not all perfect life's are what they seem. read to find out the secrets of both these boys and what will happen as their paths cross and figure out why this story is called tragic.Terminé
KIK•Phan AU
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His Bride
{BoyxBoy} "Well I need a wife, if you haven't noticed a wedding is supposed to take PLACE!!" Gustavo yelled making me shrink in fear. He's one scary dude. "Where are we going to get a bride?, It's late" his mother said trying to reason with him. His eyes roamed around the room before it landed on me. "What about him?" Gustavo suggested, his eyes boring into mine, making me shrink a little with fear and discomfort. I wasn't scared of him, it was just that I'm naturally a shy person, so obviously someone who was oozing with such aura would make me panic a bit. "He looks just like his sister, the same skin colour, his hair is shorter but we can work with it" he was talking to himself now, but his gaze was still fixed on me. His eyes then darted to his mother who looked the same as my mother, stressed. "Put him In her wedding clothes, mother go tell the priest not to add the kissing part, I want the wedding short and fast" he said before leaving the room. Slamming the door in anger, which made me flinch ----------- Blake has got to be one of the most unlucky people ever, having to be the first person to notice his sister's disappearance to being the only one who can save his parents face from being ridiculed. He has no other choice but to wed his sister's fiancé-who he has a crush on-, will Gustavo decide to take revenge for the embarrassment his sister almost cost him or will he learn to live and love his new husband. ........... Aug 7th- Aug 23rd You guys might not know it, but you guys mean so much to me for the love and support you've given me and my book, thank you so much ❤️🫂Terminé
anathema ; phan
{edited} "won't you go to someone else's sleep? won't you go to someone else's head? haven't you taken enough from me? won't you torture someone else's sleep?" TW : depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, actual suicide attempt. read at your own risk.Terminé
Songbird (Tradley AU)
__ "I can't love you." "...I don't understand." "And you never will. This is your what if." "I don't want you to be my what if, though." "And I didn't want him to be mine, yet here we are.' __ Tristan Evans, notorious man whore and slut of the century has lost the man he cared most about. He is severely depressed and can't go a day without his mind being plagued with what if's. So when the new boy in town reminds him of the fiancé he lost, it takes all the self control he has to be able to control himself and not suffocate his newest love interest. However, can you love someone enough to make a relationship work when you're only with them for someone else || completed 23/11/16||Terminé
Drowning In Depression {COMPLETED}
May be triggering. If you are triggered easily please do not read.Terminé![Levels [boyxboy]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/125205811-256-k798478.jpg)
Levels [boyxboy]
It all started in my Junior year of high school. That year was when everything changed, when everything that I've known about myself was no longer true. I was just a normal 17 year old boy. One boy, changed that all. He gave me love. He showed me hard time and times that we almost didn't make through. Some things brought us closer together, and some things pushed us apart. But I know, no matter what, I he will always have my heart. (This is book 1 of the levels series.)Terminé
*I do not own any rights to the photo used as my cover* *** #2 in TeenRomance (2026) #4 in Gayness (26) #9 in Teenager (2026) #11 in Coming out the closet (2021) I started this story in 2021... Everything is cringy and bad about this story, but I decided to complete this book since I got a lot of comments disappointed it was never finished. Eric didn't choose or really want to be gay, it just kind of happen- something that just happened, he can't even remember how he found out he was gay all he knew was that he was, And it wasn't like there's nothing wrong with that. Eric wasn't homophobic, he didn't feel disgusted in himself but rather disappointed. Everyone put pressure on him to be this perfect person, whether it being grades or sports or family- everything would be ruin if he came out. That's why he hadn't told anyone in the last couple years, not because he's scared- pft, Eric Goodmen scared? Star football player? Could have all the women by just a click of a button if wasn't for being in love with the same gender- scared? He was just a little 'inconvenienced'. One party changed everything though- to many drinks and making out with the wrong gender to send his fake perfect life crashing down when discovering out the first person he came out to, kissed, and had sex with was Callum Micheals. Mr pretty boy. Like life flashing before his eyes- Eric questioned whether Callum remembered or not? *** The smell of a nose itching fabric softer, too expensive for his parents to buy and the feel of warm feather pillows is what Eric woke up to. His body was somewhat tired, and sweaty but besides that, he felt good- he even let out a morning moan sitting up with his arms to look around, he was at Jackson's. A light ache from his hangover rang through his head reminding him that he drank a lot last night seconds later, he opened his mouth to hiss or groan in pain, but the groan that brought silence to the room wasn't his- it was, "Callum?!" Eric whisper shouted.
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