Alright, I know I discontinued HSITG, but why not continue the story but just in a different perspective?? This is an interquel in the dreamworld in Her Secret in The Graveyard. This is related!
If you haven't read Her Secret in the Graveyard yet, please do! You'll be kinda confused in later scenes.
(Spoilers I guess? I'm planning to finish HSITG tho)
All characters are mine, if you wish to create an alternate ending of this fanfic I give you permission to do so. :)
WARNINGS:
Little bit of smut, a lot of sex scenes, some references and scenes to/of suicide or self harm, and sexual topics. Overall, the only bad part about this is the first chapter. (It sucks)
[cringe alert]: for the story and desc
"I'm sorry, I should've told you sooner..."
Bray, an 18-year old, lives in a place he was brought into. After his parents died in a brutal car crash, that he himself witnessed, he was brought into a laboratory. Although, he didn't know it was a laboratory. The workers there more explained it as a residency. It wasn't until they realized he was intelligent enough to be experimented on that everything started. No, these weren't normal experiments, they instead farmed him for his sperm for outsiders. During his whole time here, he had a couple of friends, and his best friend of all, Clay! Recently, he starts feeling different around Clay, which seems normal at first, but it soon grows stronger. It goes absolutely terrible when a new student comes too! What will Bray decide to do? Will he go where his heart decides? Or, will he choose something completely different?...
Story inspired by HSITG, Honey I'm Home, and some weird stuff my head has made up. (I'm not okay pls herlp)
Also I'm importing the school version of HSITG on Wattpad so stay tuned for that ;p
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.