Stories

A poem about a man who desires everything only to end up with nothing

Tired of failed relationships, Stephen accepts to be set up on a blind date by his cousin.

Stripped of his childhood, Sam, along with the progeny of moguls and tycoons of the world, had transformed Richmoore Institute from a private boarding school into a battlefield of political intrigue. Although he had preferred to manoeuvre on the sidelines, Sam was unwittingly thrown into the centre of the arena when he was forced to choose between Alistair, the ragged yet devilishly handsome knight and Shawn, the irresistibly seductive Prince Charming.

Palouse is a coming-to-maturity story of a half-Navajo boy who is a virtuoso at violin. The story traces his rise, fall, and reemergence in the context of a domineering mother. It is a story also of a developing love between the boy and a gay friend.

'I collect pretty boys. Whenever I see one—slight and effeminate, with long lashes and rosy lips—I want to own him. I want to make him want me. Adore me. Love me.'

A rather odd young man's life, summed up in less than 2000 words.

This is my first set of poems on here. So please reveiw it and let me know if it's any good. I hope ya'll like it!

Tobias gets attacked by a demon who only likes the dark and loves to cause pain. Zai feels a strange attraction to the boy who is also an empath. It will a be a strange romantic relationship. WARNING: torture, violence, rated 18 for violence, some gore and blood-play

Coach Edward decides to find out just how dedicated to the team Jasper and Riley really are.

Devin was a normal boy but one frosty night on the way home from a school basketball game his life was changed forever. Blood will fall like Frost, and death will come on swift wings because of what happened that Night.

Jordan Bricks has just been involved in a serious accident. Pulled from the wreckage and rushed to the hospital...he was clinically dead...for six minutes. After being revived by doctors, Jordan is thankful to be alive. But it appears that death has not relinquished its hold on him just yet. Are they illusions, these horrible things he sees lurking in the shadows? Or is the truth about what happens to us after we die...more terrifying than we ever could have imagined?