Boyxboy Novels & Stories

Dylan says. I roll my eyes, “I miss you too.” “Soooo,” Tommy starts, “How was your first day?” “It was...interesting. I made 2 friends. Charlie and Maddy.” “Charlie! Who said you could speak to boys?” Ryan says. “Calm down, Charlie is short for Charlotte. You’ll be happy to know that all of the boys I have interacted with so far are complete assholes so I will definitely not be pursuing any of them.” “They were assholes to you? What did they do? Do we need to come kick their asses?” Tommy asks in rapid succession.

fear suddenly envelops the heart of Jimboy “it can’t be...”- Jimboy his eyes suddenly widen and all of his strength leaves its body “how...”- Jimboy The Tank(2) catches Jimboy. Using its enormous arms, it slowly squeezing the life on Jimboy’s body. “GG-gggww-aa!!”- Jimboy *crack* *crack* *crack* the bones in his body were starting to break apart! He can’t move anymore; he can’t do anything now...

Tessa rolled her eyes playfully, and pointed towards Mallory. "So you've met my best friend extraordinaire, and our world famous stan account owner." Mallory shrugged her shoulders and grinned sheepishly. "Shut up, it's just your F******k page." She laughed lightly. "This here is Rox." Tessa pointed to the girl who had been sitting next to her on the couch. She had a blunt platinum blonde bob, and her nose was pierced. She looked like she was the oldest in the group, maybe twenty if I had to guess.

Ethan said. They just sat right under the tree and observed people walking around. Some are running, some are eating their lunch, and some are just like them, resting. Ethan heard his phone made a sound, and he checked it, and there was a notification. Chrystyn asked, "What's that?" "I don't know. It keeps vibrating, and there are many notifications." He checked all of that; these notifications were tags, and these tags only led to one post. Boy's love in the comfort room!!! We don't have the chance to see them, but we all know that this shoe here belongs to Troye. Who's with him? Who's the mystery guy???

"Why?" "Nothing just asking." "I'm off to work." "Work? At your dad diner?" I shook my head. "Nope another place." "Where?" I smirked at him. "Wouldn't you like to know. Besides, aren't you suppossed to be practicing?" Tyler shrugs. "Your lovely boyfriend wants us to have a bonding thingy tonight. I don't see the use in that." "Shouldn't I ask you that? What are boys doing while having a bonding thing?"

She chuckles “We’re here” I said as I alerted the others. “Take off our shoes, you’re about to enter the Seer’s tent” A little boy dressed in white said to us “uhm… Okay” “Okay” “This should be interesting” “Go in, I’ll be right behind you” I wave Gabi as I sensed she was hesitant “You know what to do” I winked at the young boy before giving him 50nen “Thank you kind sir, may the odds be in your favor” He winked back

Sue: "Mal, we will offer you three options at this point. You can sign some divorce papers which I just happen to have ready for you, and leave quietly. You can fight my strapping son (he flexed those damn muscles again; I literally shook, cowering before him.) OR, you can choose to be our house boy. We were going to offer you something like 'a fair half share in the estate' but I remembered that night when you drunkenly brought your slut girlfriend from work, as well as those nights you didn't come home. And the night when my nose was pushed out of place when I 'walked into a door'. Because of these warm, wonderful memories, your service as 'house boy' will be fun and entertaining...for us

A strange voice said from behind me. I turned, and saw a black haired guy, wearing a white shirt that pointed out his abs, which were looking hot, alongside a black leather jacket and blue jeans and his eyes were damn pretty. He didn’t look familiar, I couldn't tell whether he was a new student or if he wasn’t from this school, but just came to use our library. “Hey new boy,” Simeon smiled, winking at him. Simeon is bisexual, and right now he is drooling over the new guy.

“Oh wait…” Pretty boy exhaled sharply and muttered something that sounded like “unbelievable.” Good. What will be my gain if no one is pissed at me? I kicked off my boots, one thudding to the floor dramatically. “So, pretty boy. You like jazz? Or are you more of a 'complain quietly and repress all emotion' kind of guy?” He glared. “Don’t call me Pretty boy.” “Got it. Pretty. Boy. Princess of Cellblock C. We’ll find your vibe eventually.”

Every time I tried to focus, it felt like a hundred invisible threads pulled for my attention. A boy two rows ahead, tall, red hair that shimmered like fire when the light hit it, tapped his claws against the desk in a restless rhythm. I caught the faintest shimmer of scales at his jawline when he turned his head. Dragon-blooded. Next to him, a boy with an easy smirk and dark eyes traced idle patterns in the air, shapes that made the girls around him flush. Incubus, Of course. And then there was the real problem. The boy directly behind me. I had asked Talia his name and she said Kai.