Stories

In a city of rigid laws and hidden magic, Halo City High School's Senior Class is a powder keg. From jock rivalries to a janitor who’s actually an industrial spy, these students are breaking every rule. In Halo City, their forbidden love may be a sin—but getting caught is business as usual.

My Prince wasn't actually a real Prince... and his father wasn't a real King... and his real name wasn't Elwyn. Jesus, who would call a kid that, other than maybe a screenwriter creating some medieval drama for the silver screen? Drama would eventually take my Prince to the pinnacle of his chosen profession. His story... our story... begins in the suburbs of Sydney, Australia.

Jace never thought he'd see Louis again, especially not at a wedding packed with old faces and even older drama. One encounter is all it takes for old feelings to come flooding back, making it impossible to pretend the past never happened. As the reception unfolds, Jace is forced to face just how much he's still carrying and, maybe, what he still wants.

The past has a way of catching up with you and it can turn your life upside down. When you haven't faced things completely, but hover in between, it is easy to fall into a complex of lies and half truths.

You may think you know what you want, but life has a habit of throwing a curve ball. Will Alex and Matty come through unscathed or will events prove to be overwhelming?

Whatever the outcome there will always be a sense of doubt.

A collection of standalone one-shots. Will be updated periodically but probably never be "complete" per say.

Rated Teen for now. The stories will largely fit in "Coming Of Age" or "Slice Of Life" type themes.

Matt Everest and Kitt Wellington have been inseparable since middle school—best friends growing up across the street, sharing summers at the lake and quiet dreams about the future. Matt is the golden quarterback with a clear path ahead; Kitt is thoughtful, driven, and quietly carrying feelings he doesn’t dare name.

As they grow older, friendship deepens into something neither of them fully understands—or feels safe enough to confess. Family expectations, small-town pressure, and the fear of losing each other keep them silent, even as the bond between them becomes impossible to ignore.

Hi, I’m Skylar. I’m sixteen, gay, and trapped in a high school satire where every internet trope you’ve ever read shows up with glitter and trauma. I’ve got a closeted jock crush, a cheerleader nemesis who smells like body spray and hate, and a best friend who hands out condoms like Tic Tacs. This story has locker room angst, hallway drama, and possibly a car accident that isn’t that serious but still ruins everything. It’s messy, dramatic, and honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

At high school, crime is in the air and love is in the air.

An evening, two playing a game of basketball— and the boy coming back alone.

What follows is a life shaped by quiet endurance: grief folded inward, desire hidden between careful gestures, love practiced in whispers. Years later, when the possibility of living openly brushes against him like light through a cracked door, he must decide whether it is safer to remain unseen — or braver to be known.

Warning: Although the whole plot, jokes, scenes and thoughts are mine, I used a lot of help from AI. I might go through the whole story and rewrite it myself for now my apologies.