First ever story. Feedback is welcomed. MATURE - (Themes of BDSM too. Be warned!) (BoyxBoy) "It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face. "I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument. Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes. "I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever. What have I gotten myself into...

Highest Rankings: #3 on LGBT #3 on LGBTQ #4 unlimitedpride #16 justfriends "What would you do if your thoughts became your actions?" Seventeen year old Kyle Bonheur thinks that he has life figured out. He has loving interracial parents, two nosy yet caring sisters, and the perfect mixture of great grades and popularity at high school. Kyle just has one more year to go before he is off to college to enjoy his adult life. But, the moment Kyle runs into Cole Dunbere on the first day, his perfect life takes a turn for the weird. Cole, with his gorgeous gray eyes and kind smile, sets off something inside of Kyle. Now, Kyle is finding it harder and harder to control himself around Cole. He has No Control. Literally. Started: Dec 19, 2017 Completed: Mar 24, 2019

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

Nolou fanfiction- Completed✔️ What happened a year ago was life changing for the couple. Especially Nolan. He still has nightmares about it. But now he's living happily with the love of his life! Life is perfect again. Until it isn't. Thanks to Michael... ------------------------------------- (Read "MINE(part I)" to fully understand this story) ----------------------------------------- Story Contains: - BoyxBoy - Swearing - Suggestive Themes - Awkward Moments - Intense smut - Sensitive Topics (14+) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope you enjoy! © 2021 All Rights Reserved Bluehielo

Kalen couldn't stop himself in time, before he asked in a whisper, "What are you so afraid of, Hwan?" And it felt like hours passed before Hwan spoke. "I don't want to be alone," he said then, and Kalen thought it looked like it physically hurt him to say it. "But I'm not sure...if I deserve not to be." *** Or, Kalen is in love with the taste of lemons and the scent of rainy summer days and kind hearts. Suddenly he sees everything he loves in Hwan.

Being forced to move so many states away from all that he once knew, Nessa was nervous to tackle his new life. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Nessa to meet a plethora of unique individuals who welcomed him into their lives: The optimist, the kinky, the haunted, the bitchy, the hippie, and the intellect. They all did their best to show him what life was like in the city, and to teach him how to live each day as though it was his last. Nessa tried his best to do as they said, but sometimes he couldn't help but glance over his shoulder. Those eyes that so many people deemed beautiful, they were always searching for a specific shadow in the dark. Until someone tapped his arm, and he was forced to ignore the nagging feeling at the back of his mind. •O•O• LGBTQ+ book Started: 2 . 6 . 21 Finished: 9 . 26 . 22 TW: addiction, sexual assault, sex, drugs, strong language, mild violence. Rated Mature for the above.

"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

"I don't care how many times I have to tell you that you are more than enough, that you deserve someone to make you happy and to love you and that I'm so grateful that I'm the one. Or at least I hope I am. But you need to stop thinking the way you do. Just stop it. Drop it. End it. Delete it. Never say it. Never think it. It will only hurt you in the end." he removes his hand from my mouth, his facial expression smoothing after he got things off his chest Skylar thinks of himself as worthless, useless and not likeable and being deaf didn't exactly help with his judgment. But will he change his mind about himself when he meets Nathan? Warning: This story contains BoyxBoy Action and triggering (self-harming) parts. Don't like don't read. You have been'/ will be warned. Love you<3

Why does life come with so many different possible answers to the same question? Which answer is the correct one and how do you know for sure? Finding your true self, amid all the decisions you're forced to make in growing up, is quite a battle, isn't it? I was doing okay. Really I was. Then I literally bumped into him and that was it. That was when everything changed. My life took a new turn and became an exciting adventure. I found myself swept along in a sea of change that I either had to swim along with, or sink and drown. It was a no brainer to swim but fully embracing the changes to the way I thought and felt was quite a journey. This is my story.