Boys Love Books Novels & Stories

“Yes?” “Don’t be late again.” I swallowed hard and nodded. “I won’t.” She left, and I let out a deep breath before making my way to the living room. A small boy, no older than five, sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV. He had dark, curly hair and was completely engrossed in an episode of Paw Patrol. “Hey, Liam,” I greeted him, dropping my bag on the couch. He barely glanced at me. “Hi.”

Something that is abrupt or quick, one that has their love prevailing at all costs. "Sadly in most books, yes." She sighed, not looking happy, "but you see that's not healthy." "So why do you read them?" "We all need an escape, don't we? To believe that these obsessive kinds of love will sweep us off our feet. Dreamy blue eyed gods falling in love with mere mortals." I nodded sadly. Our story is similar quite alright. The bus had come to a stop and as we came down she pressed a hardcover book in my hand and ran off.

At least I hope he is. When I finish the burrito, I lean back on the couch and grab my e-reader from the coffee table. A new book in my favorite Boy Band series released a few days ago, and I've waited to start. Every woman who reads romance has her favorite genre. Billionaires, vampires, sports stars, the list goes on and on, but for me it's musicians. Moody rockers to be precise. I'd never date one in real life... well except the DJ incident a few months ago. In reality, musicians are way too moody. But in books I get the best parts of them without having to live with drug overdoses and the cheating.

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The boy, his agemate but with softer features that made him look younger, panted out when he reached him after practically flying down the stairs. They shook hands. "I'm Clemente." The grey eyed boy with hair that fell all over his face offered. "Do.... "Domenico de Cerintti, I know." Clemente cut in with a short laugh. He also had a boyish voice and laughter. He raised a brow but said nothing. "You've gotten quite popular since Saturday's party and you're even more popular now because of your intelligence." Clemente explained. Intelligence? He had only answered three questions in class, he really just couldn't keep his answers to himself. He wanted to ask Clemente what he heard about him bu

Being an only child sucked. "I don't know. I can not really say," I answered, tilting my head. I gave it a little thought before throwing the question back to Autumn, "How about you?" "Isn't that obvious?" said Jess with an eye-roll. "Ashton, Joe, Tyler? She loves bad and dangerous boys." Autumn pushed her arm jokingly and turned to Norma, "And you, Norm? How about you?" "Bad boys. I definitely prefer bad boys over good ones," she finally answered. "They keep things very interesting. Most of the good boys are boring. They gonna bore me to death."

He was just that mysterious. I wasn't really into bad boys like that. I preferred guys that were smart and did well at school. The nerd matched with the nerd. That was supposed to happen, and I was very sure of that. So far, no one has swept me off my feet. Ironically, I had rejected the nerds that offered to tutor me. It was their bad breath, I suppose. "F*** off,'' I retorted, bending down to pick up my books but I was having a difficult time doing so as my right arm was still wincing from the pain. Boy, for such a scrawny boy like him, he sure whacks hard.

Wow, isn't this the boys' love novel she had bought for her dad last time? "Last time, after you got me that novel, I went to the bookstore myself to look for the next volume. But I found it was classified under 'boys' love'..." At James' words, a cold sweat broke out on Diana's forehead. Could it be... had her dad figured it out? James, looking puzzled, asked, "What does this 'boys' love' mean? Does it talk about brotherly friendship?" Diana blinked and began to explain, "Well, Dad, 'boys' love' means that the book is about the friendship between men. In the future, if you come across books classified as 'boys' love,' pay more attention; it means the book is worth a read."

In as much as I'm ready to protect my son, I don't know how to wipe down that one incident down. It was in a small community center just across town. Rows and rows of books filled the room. Derrick was immediately lost between shelves, holding up colorful titles with wide eyes. "Mom! Aunt Lila! Look! Dinosaurs and Space Explorers in one book!" "Get it," Ava laughed, grabbing it for him. "And maybe this one too? It's about wolves." "Like the ones in your stories?" he asked. She nodded. "Exactly." Derrick shrugged, already marching toward the fantasy book section like he owned the place. "Books are my best friends. They don't yell. They don't lie. They just tell stories."

I reach into my hair for my pencil, pull out one long, loose curl that falls down against my neck. “Well, if you don’t need anything…”I begin to say. “Wait.”He stammers fidgeting a little bit, well I guess his friends had finally let him on the know. “Yes?” He lowers his eyes and picks up a book from the counter in front of me. It’s"Wet Dreams" by Josie frank. The boy’s palm covers the illustration on the front cover. He flips the book sideways and runs his finger down the spine. Now comes the break point. Will he ask, or will he leave here with only a book. The boy swallows. I can hear the sound as loud as if it was my own throat. He slides the book across the counter toward me. His fingers