Q The Boyz Novels & Stories

Bad Boys | Zara Larsson I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love Clear as a crystal or sharp as a knife Words will be words 'til you bring them to life Show the whole world that you're mine alone Tell them girls to go find their own A U T U M N

I have put all my strength into playing for the school’s team and a new kid gets to take it from me without a battle, that's not going to work. “He needs to fight for it if he wants it,” I snapped, getting angry. “He is right, couch, if I want it, I need to fight for it,” I heard Howard say, from behind me. “What?” Couch Jameson said, stunned. “We would form a team against each other, and we would see the best quarterback,” He said to coach Jameson and then turned to me, “You would get your place as the school's quarterback, and your parking space back if you win but if you lose, you would be used as a substitute”

I’m loving my options so far. Everyone claps and cheers as he makes his way up to the front. “And last, but certainly not least, Xander Thompson!” Several girls scream as the round of applause breaks out. “Yeah buddy!” Jason yells after him. “Alright, now for the girls! First up we have Mackenzie Jones!” Everyone claps and several guys whistle as she makes her way up to the front. “Next, we have Maddison Sinclair!” Another round of applause and Charlie and I yell, “We love you Maddy!” as she’s walking down.

This girl Tory sure knows how to change the game. " Gimme that phone!" Penny said to one of the guys who she'd seen recording the whole thing but I got a notification on my phone, it was on the school's group chat for junior year and it read - " everyone delete your videos ASAP" from my man Zach, I let out a laugh and my guys started laughing, especially Rex. God, he hated her... " Where is it?" Penny yelled at the boy, he was one of those nerds in my AP classes and he just shrugged causing everyone to burst into uncontrollable laughter.

I leaned heavily against the back of the door, my breath coming in ragged gasps as the tears finally spilled over, rolling down my cheeks one by one. My dad was right. The boy from my childhood was completely gone. The Julian Vega I knew—the nerdy, crying kid with thick glasses who always ran behind my back whenever he was bullied—no longer existed. The man across the hall was a total stranger, living in a world entirely different from mine. A world that belonged to Valeria Montes.

Riele asked. "Just go to Diamond Boys Wikipedia and tell me when you see it. I'll call you back." "See w...". Charlotte hung up before Riele could ask her questions. "What did she say I should check again?" She asked herself as she pondered. Then it hits her. "Wikipedia," she said as she quickly strolled to Wikipedia. "Diamond Boys is a five-member boy band under Sparkles Entertainment. It is composed of Kim, Jake, Devon, Jay, and Mavin," she read.

Matatus roared down the main avenue, their vibrant neon lights flashing through the darkness, while the distant scent of woodsmoke and damp earth signaled the approach of the late evening breeze. ​They walked hand-in-hand down the sidewalk, their fingers tightly intertwined, their steps synchronized as they moved toward the familiar alleys of Kware. They didn't need a golden watch to measure their worth, and they didn't need a rigid set of rules to keep them from falling into the abyss. They had found their permanent record in each other, an unbreakable bond built on absolute vulnerability and an unconditional choice to stay. ​Adrian looked down at the boy walking beside him, his heart entir

“What about it?” “Who were those boys Loa? Why were they helping us?" “You're asking me,” I snort, kicking at a rock as we walk to school. “I was surprised as you. They’re Z level boys, so I'm not sure what happened yesterday." “Where’d you go?” “With Sammy.” “Sammy? As in Samuel Blue?” “I guess,” I shrug, glancing at her. “You know him?” “Of course I know him! Everyone knows him!”

A 23-year-old writer—journalist, Hans Angelo Gejero is one of the rarest gems living for his attractive innocence. His life changes when he went back to Manila from Canada along with his father. After finally almost an eternity, he has finally got to meet the one and only Miggy Rior.

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.