Boy X Boy Novels & Stories

Krinwood State «I win that for worrying» The silver-haired young boy clenched his fists incensed at his treatment, after all, who was it the one sleeping outside his door? With the anger contained inside of him and the pain burning his chest he got up and began to go to the kitchen without paying attention to his alpha. "Where do you think you are going?" "Where I can not see your face, your excellency" "Jaden … stop right there"

Now, all the girls were trying to hook up with Little Lion, not him. He was going to expose him and make everyone see what kind of pretender he was. “Tsk tsk! Maybe he is fatherless, and he is just trying to cover it up,” one of Boyo's friends said. Little Lion sighed. He didn't think he had the time to argue with them. He sat back down on his desk and pulled out a book. He would better read to distract himself. However, Boyo rushed over and snatched the book from him. “Why are you pretending to be so cool? Answer us first. Who is your father?“ He asked.

Rhydar tells me, hauling me upright. I'm still trying to remember how to breathe when he jogs over. The leader of the Rank 5 boys. He's got broad shoulders, loose confidence, a wicked grin, and a deranged twinkle in his golden eyes. He slows as he nears me, brushing a bit of blood off his knuckles. There are bruises on his jawline. "Leo, right?" he says, sticking out his hand. "I've heard about you." My stomach flips. Shit.

I’ve lost control of my limbs. “Who’s you friend?” I hear another voice question. I shake myself out of this odd state and turn around to face two people. A brown haired brown eyed boy with broad shoulders and the same handsome looks as Lucas. Next to him, is a very cute guy with his arms crossed over his chest, scrutinizing me? His light brown hair framing very strong and rugged features, but the one thing that pulls me in, are those cobalt blue eyes. The same blue eyes I left back home on a certain little girl named Lucy.

Slowly— She closed her locker. The soft click sounded louder than it should have. Then— She turned. --- The boy stood there. A few steps away. His fists clenched at his sides. Eyes red—not from sleep. From something else. Something heavier. Grief. Anger. Blame. All mixed into something ugly. Something raw. Something real. “He would still be alive if you had acted sooner, bitch.” --- Silence. Complete. The hallway didn’t just quiet down.

"Just your best friend who is hungry, I told you I don't love him anymore. Why do I have to take care of his feelings again?" Joey tightened his grip on Raisa's arm which was struggling to release. "Let go of the— '' "Let go of my girl's hand!" The sound of bazz cut off Atha's stern shout which entered the crowd past him. The white-faced, sharp-nosed boy with thick eyebrows walked casually, a little sweat still remaining on the tip of his temples. "Don't you dare touch him even the tip of your nail or I'll cut your hand!" Yuda released Joey's grasping grasping, staring at him with glowing eyes ready to fight.

Daddy didn't want any reminders of my shame as he calls it. Now Mindy has been badgering me about going out with her. She knows I'm not allowed but it doesn't stop her from trying every so often. I like hanging out with Mindy, it makes me feel closer to her brother somehow though she never talks about him anymore. In the beginning she'd brought him up every other second but when she realized how much it hurt me she'd stopped. I miss hearing about him but it was just too painful. He was the only boy I'd ever loved. Well boy might be a bit of a stretch. He was twenty-three when I was eighteen. Rumor had it that he was smart but he was drawn to the dark side, fast cars and motorcycles.

I'm doomed! "I'm Alexander Villamonte, a pleasure to meet you." He said when he realized that we haven't introduced our names to each other so he's still basically a stranger. Damn! What situation I got myself into! It's trouble. "Follow me!" Dad said with full of authority. We quietly followed them to the living room Xander and I sat side by side while mom and dad were sitting across from us. I just played with my hands due to nervousness. Why do I have this feeling as if I am introducing a boyfriend?

"You can go home to your boy now." And he walked out, like he hadn't said anything at all.

is how intoxicating the fire can be or how it doesn't come at you like a roaring blaze. No. It flickers in shadows, finds you in your loneliness, boredom, and hunger to feel something real. It curls around your ankles like smoke under a locked door. And by the time you realize the room is on fire, it's too late. Boys like him don't storm in and tear down walls. They don't announce themselves with alarms or warnings. They slide into your DMs around 2:07 a.m. with something borderline stupid enough to make you roll your eyes. You should ignore it and go to bed.