The Boys Comic Novels & Stories

Kelly shrugged, “Blah blah blah, she's disappointed and to bring our parents tomorrow.” The three boys alongside the girl walked out. The ginger-haired boy turned to glare at them, “Hope you've learned your lesson assholes. That'll teach you to never mess with Wonder Woman over here again.” Kelly laughed, “You're silly, Adrian.” The boys walked off, almost running. Kelly and Adrian ambled down the hallway. “Whoa, I still can't believe you beat those boys up all by yourself,” Adrian said. “You guys should stop calling them boys, they're not boys. Just because they have dicks doesn't mean they're boys.”

His arms slammed outward, sending both boys skidding back with invisible force. “Enough,” he growled. “Sparring match is over. You’ve both proven your point.” They stood, chests heaving, eyes locked. Point proven? No. Point made: They hated each other. The barrier shimmered and dropped. The moment it did, the arena erupted in whispers. “What the hell was that?” “Did you see Jace smile after that punch?” “Brothers? Are you serious?” Talia leaned in close. “That’s going to be the talk for a month.”

Austin and I walked out and stayed in the corridor of our room, watching the guys move up and down in a chaos-like manner. Rushing off to their friends' rooms to gist about the announcement, some walking in pairs, in shorts and shirtless chests. "Hey Austin." Someone greeted as he ran past. "Hi!" "What now? They expect us to adapt miraculously?" One guy said to his friend as he passed. "I haven't opened a book in a while." Another said. "I applied for enrollment here so avoid books. I can't believe I am getting caught up in this shit!" One lamented bitterly.

At the corner of the board, an old Polaroid photo that was never removed. I stared at the photo a little longer than necessary. It was a childhood photo of me, with another boy, arms over each other, smiling happily in front of the camera. I reached out to touch the boy in the photo. You have an important school year ahead, don’t think too much. Be normal. Like how you have always done. I retracted my hands and turned to look in the mirror again. This time, I took a deep breath, straightened my posture, and put on a light smile before getting out of the room.

“They say he had everything going for him.” A pause. His fists clenched at his sides. “But that’s not true.” The room shifted again. Subtle. But noticeable. Ethan leaned slightly forward, attention sharpening. “No one wants to talk about what really happened,” the boy continued, voice rougher now. “No one wants to say it how it is.” There it was. The tension. The edge. The thing everyone felt but didn’t want to touch. “So I will.” A ripple of discomfort moved through the crowd.

T Y L E R Autumn had gone to the bathroom and I was left with the five boys. In all honesty, these boys were just a bunch of stuck-up rich kids who could only talk big but do nothing. The kind who had been spoilt since birth by their parents, no doubt they had never lived a day worrying if they got kicked out by the landlord or not having enough money to get a meal on the table by dinnertime. I knew it was a bit too much and too bitter for me to even think this way yet I had no choice, having to know them in mere minutes.

I hear words like “Juvenile… Boys Home…Killed someone.” Jez and I look around. Suddenly the crowd parts. Kids cower and whisper as a group of boys ascend from the end of the hallway. There are four boys. I can see the girls gaping in shock. The boys are beautiful. All tall with a variety of hair colors. The first boy has scruffy brown hair with golden highlights, face stubble, and golden eyes. He snickers cockily at the crowd as he makes his way down the hallway. The second one has brown hair and blue eyes. His hair is military cut, and his face is clear of stubble. He smiles arrogantly and winks at a few girls. You can hear their sighs as he bestows his smile upon them. The third one has wa

Out of nowhere that crazy idea came from, Raisa was waiting for a response from the six boys who squeezed her body. "Please!" Please Raisa pitifully. He cursed in his heart since when was this excessive. If only they had gone to school here they would have said something unreasonable to him. Where is Raisa who is annoyed with every guy who approaches her. Never mind chatting, just being approached has been managed. Lha, this is acting to be a cute girl. 'The current Raisa isn't the old Raisa.' "You want me to help?" Raisa nodded slowly even though she didn't see the face of the person asking in front of her. Her body is not classified in the short girl category, but standing among these six

Even the babies who weren't able to cultivate for themselves were able to survive with the help of their parents. The couple of hundred or so humans here, while united under the same clan, came from different families. The only thing they had in common, other than being able to cultivate from birth, was that they had all been driven away from their homes. This Barren Settlement had become a refuge for the unwanted talented cultivators of this world. However, there was an exception. There was a boy in this settlement who was unable to cultivate from birth like the others. In fact, even now, as a 12 year old, he was still unable to cultivate.

One of the boy compliment. "And bro she's so hot too." Another boy passes teasing comment "Yeah dude look at her figure, her waist, her chest whoahh i am craving to touch her." Boys said shaking his head in Excitement Paul angrily close his fist. And he steps forward to beat them up but when he saw Rose laughing he stopped. But still Paul was angry. He dashed towards them and the boys fall down. "Hey you bastard" one of the boys step ahead to fight with paul but his friend stops his temper..