His Raison D'être
- Reads 213
- Votes 25
- Parts 8
**THIS IS A GAY STORY IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE READING IT THEN DON'T**
[slow updates ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄]
raison d'être [noun]
/ˌreɪzɒ̃ ˈdetrə/
/ˌreɪzɔːn ˈdetrə/
the most important reason for somebody's something's existence
(from oxford dictionary)
Myles father, whom Myles called 'Daddy', passed away when he was 7. From then on his life turned into a living hell.
Everyday he texts his deceased father's old phone number. One unfortunate day, he was ready to end it all. He sent his last message ever to his father's old number.
'Ding'
'Listen kid, I don't know what you're going through but I'm sure it's very tough, however. Do NOT. End it.'
Alverton has no parents, no family members, and nothing to live for. He may be rich, but money doesn't buy happiness. Everyday seems boring and dull to him. Wake up. Work. Sleep. Repeat. Life seemed like a never ending loop of emptiness and dullness that would go on for eternity, and it swallowed him whole. Nothing seem to made him excited or care.
One day, 'Ding' someone sent him a message that wasn't business related.
After reading the message, he realised that the sender of the message, in some ways, reminded him of himself. From then on, he decided that helping the sender would be the sole purpose in life.
Alverton, a person who has no reason to live, found his Raison D'être.
Highest Ranks:
- #69 in mxb
- #20 in richandpoor
- #21 in softyaoi
- #24 in babydoll
- #28 in bxm
- #91 in daddies
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
FATAL SEDUCTION: The Boy In A Cheap Suit | 18+
The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier" "It's fine" I managed to croak "I was scared and confused but not anymore" I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank. "Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes. I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious. What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me. But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask. Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for. The only person my body lusted for. I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own. ****************************************************** VOTE
Shell Of A Man
"I guess just spending time with some people fixes everything." Carrying the burdens of his past was Jason Smith. Numb. Emotionless. After all those years, what remained was just a shell of a human being. Dragging his life, one day at a time, because of the promises he made to his mother. Carrying the guilt of being the sole survivor of an accident was Raymond Holt. But, when life gave him a second chance to be alive, he accepted it with open arms. Burying the guilt deep inside, he lived his life to the fullest. He was quite the ray of sunshine. When the two guys first met at the NYU Law School, differences occurred, but eventually, they fell for each other. But, college love is young love, and it doesn't always withstand the hardships of life. Being oblivious to what they had found with each other broke their hearts, and they walked their separate ways. Years later, when they cross paths again, the circumstances are against them. Will they be able to overcome their differences? Will they be able to correct their mistakes and make up for the lost time? Most importantly, will they be able to move on from what transpired all those years ago? Read to find out. A/N: I don't know shit about the law. This is everything that I learned by watching Suits and How To Get Away With Murder. Correct me wherever needed. :)Complete
A Boy From Manning Heights ✔️
"that's rich coming from a pretty boy" I narrow my eyes. "I'm not a pretty boy." He smirks standing from the desk and reaching forward twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers. "not in the traditional sense no...but you still bleed daddy's money" I reach up gripping his wrist, maybe harder then necessary; suddenly angry. "you don't know me Jasper, don't pretend you do" He sucks in a breath before leaning forward and putting his mouth next to my ear "I know you're so desperate for me, you can't fucking think straight" My breath catches and my eyes flick up meeting his not believing I heard what I did, but there's no denying it when he pushes me against his door and his lips meet my own hungry, angry, frustrated. ••• Jasper Collins is not expecting to ever step foot inside Balton's Boys School. A private behavioural school for those who can afford it, but after one too many expulsions and a scholarship opportunity Jasper finds himself stuck in a place filled with pretty boys who've done nothing worse then forget to shine their silver spoon. Beckett Chambers took on a mentorship position at Balton's to stay away from home. He could care less about status and social image he just wants to find a way out of Manning Heights and Balton's was supposed to be his safe haven until then. What he didn't expect was for his mentee to show up and make everything a whole lot more complicated. ________________________________________ Disclaimers: •This is a bXb story! •This is a LIGHTLY edited, first draft *respectful* constructive criticism is welcome🤍 Cover art: Created on Canva, unfortunately I don't know the artist who created the artwork :( Started: December 2020 Completed: December 2022 •• #1 in QueerLove -04/05/22 #1 in boysschool -05/15/22 #2 in MxM -05/05/22 #2 in Confused -05/19/22 #1 in Poorboy -09/08/22 #1 in Queer -05/08/22 #1 in Mentor -07/5/22 #1 in bxblove -09/01/22 #1 in boardingschool-12/16/22 #1 in delinquentComplete
Make me beg
**This is the sequel to Call me kitten** If you read that one first, this one will make a lot more sense, link here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/282083105-call-me-kitten-boyxboy-love-✓ It's called living the dream. To have a great and well-paid job, an apartment to die for and a girlfriend who don't mind that you have some fun with others. Simon has all that and everything should be just peachy. But it simply isn't peachy when you happen to get a serious crush on two people at once. And those people happen to be your friends. And those friends happen to be a couple. To choose between the stability of the known and the thrill of the unknown is hard, but to risk losing your friends is even harder. Not to mention discovering that being dominant isn't all that you are. == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy x boy polyam story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning)
The Pretty Boy In The Sheets| bxb |
*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.Complete![Disappearance [KilluGon]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/239955097-256-k353674.jpg)
Disappearance [KilluGon]
All my life I had never really experienced any hardships. Most people would say that I had the perfect life. That wasn't that far off from the truth. I had a nice home, a childhood best friend, I was popular at school, and even landed myself a girlfriend. I took it all for granted... I thought everything would be perfect like that forever. Thinking that was the biggest mistake I made. Little did I know, that in 12 hours, all of that was about to change. I'd be somewhere that shouldn't even exist. Somewhere completely unfamiliar. Somewhere...that wasn't perfect whatsoever ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Howdy yall! :D *THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN BOYXBOY MATERIAL AND MATURE CONTENT(ish). IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT THEN DON'T READ. :D* *I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR ART* HOPE YOU ENJOY ✌ (Started September 7th 2020) (Ended January 15th 2021)Complete
Hello? (bxbxbxb)
A cliche wrong number story. Boy gets girl's number, boy texts the wrong person, etc. You know how it goes. But what if boy finds the exact opposite of what he was looking for? What if he finds more than that? --Disclaimer-- I don't own any of the pictures used in this story --Possible Triggers/Warnings-- Mention of depression and suicide Mention of suicidal thoughts and feelings Strong and suggestive language I hope you enjoy this story! (This is not edited so if you see any mistakes feel free to point them out and I'll try to get around to fixing things) Achievements #1 in messages 4/3/2021 #4 in mxmxmxm 4/3/2021 #4 in gayfiction 4/9/2021 #1 in gayaf 8/20/2021 #3 in loveislove 9/18/2021 #1 in gaylove 10/23/2022 #3 in bxb 10/23/2022 #3 in mxm 10/23/2022Complete
Broken ✓ (BoyxBoy)
"Wait, you're gay?" I asked in confusion, scratching the back of my head. "Well duh. How oblivious are you?" "Well, I guess I'm pretty dumb, but my sexiness makes up for it." "Sure Hunter, whatever helps you sleep at night..." *** [Completed] Hunter just moved to a small city in Florida after his third suicide attempt, being forced to live with his aunt. After his first day at his new school, he has the whole football team hating him with his smart remarks, except for one quarterback who takes an interest in him. With his new therapist, his annoying aunt, and the hell hole he calls school, will Hunter be able to make it through the rest of high school, or will he forever be broken? --- This story contains romance between two boys. If you're not okay with that then I suggest you leave. I'm gonna go ahead and add a trigger warning, for suicidal themes, cutting, etc... Fair warning, this story is really poorly written. It's filled with plot holes, grammar errors, and everything else under the sun that makes a bad story. It pains me to reread it but it's like my own writing history so I don't want to take it down. It was written when I was 12, if that says anything, so keep that in mind before you read it! *** Highest rankings: 07/10/20 | #5 in Humor 02/09/20 | #5 in BxB 06/22/19 | #4 in SuicideAwareness 05/21/20 | #3 in GayLove 04/12/20 | #3 in UnlimitedPride 10/06/19 | #1 in Sarcasm 08/09/19 | #1 in GayFiction 08/17/19 | #1 in GayAf 09/28/19 | #1 in FreeTheLgbt 11/28/19 | #1 in TeenFiction 02/12/20 | #1 in Gayness --- Completed on 5/30/19Complete
Stray (mxm)
Book 1 in Stray Series The world has not been kind to me, but that's okay. I don't need to live in luxury or comfort. My only purpose, my only goal, is to protect my children and give them the life I never had. I don't know how much longer I can keep them safe, though. The walls I've built for us are closing in, my efforts are in vain, and I'm not strong enough to help them much longer. I pray my son will be able to use what I've taught him to keep them alive. And protect them from the wolves that can't seem to leave us be. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #1 in "Werewolves" #1 in "Pups" #1 in "Omega" #1 in "AlphaxOmega" #1 in "Omegaverse" #1 in "Loss" #1 in "Soulmates" #1 in "Wolves" #1 in "BoyLove" #2 in "ManxMan" #3 in "BxB" #1 in "Hurt" #5 in "Alpha" #4 in "MxM" #4 in "Gay" #4 in "Shifter" #12 in "Werewolf" #10 in"BoyxBoy"Complete
Trust?
Easton King has had a hard life. His parents abandoned him as a toddler and he's been from home to home for as long as he can remember. Nobody seems to want him, they just keep him for a little and eventually they all throw him away to be somebody else's problem. Because of this, he has never been close to anyone. He's learned from a young age that he can't trust anybody to stick with him. Don't get me wrong, he still has friends. In fact, Easton is one of the most popular boys in school. No one knows about his home life because he never talks about it and never hangs out with people outside of school. Derek Danvers (his friends jokingly call him DeeDee) has had a better life. He lives with his family and they are loving and decently forgiving like most parents are. He has suffered from depression and anxiety but not nearly as severely as Easton. He lives his life one day at a time and he doesn't depend on his friends but he trusts that they'll stay by his side, and if they don't then it's for the best. They didn't deserve him. Everyone in the school knows Easton puts up walls. No one gets within two or three feet of him, no one asks about his home life, and no one asks if they can go to his house or if he can go to theirs. He has rules everyone knows. What happens when someone finally tries to push the rules? To build up the trust one once lost? Read to find out **EditedComplete
The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier" "It's fine" I managed to croak "I was scared and confused but not anymore" I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank. "Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes. I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious. What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me. But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask. Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for. The only person my body lusted for. I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own. ****************************************************** VOTE
More detailsContent Guidelines