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Dean Winchester Gay

I TURNED GAY AFTER A DRUNKEN NIGHT

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. The stranger gave a low curse word and rolled off Hayden's shivering sensitive body, “I'll spare you because you're still in pain. You won't be as lucky next time” he said and lifted Hayden's chin to peck him one more time while Hayden stared dumbfounded. Cover isn't mine, found online My new bl novel is out: The Journey Of Chasing After The Transmigrated Straight Shou
Rosel.ly · 611.7K Views

What Kind Of Vikings Are These?

Gone were the days when Dean Andler spent his nights studying in the Harvard Library, trying to boost his GPA. Now, he was free to do whatever he wanted, and life felt far more exciting this way. It had been five years since he dropped out of Harvard to chase novelty. Dean had always been a bright young man, a quick learner, but for some reason, he made the decision to abandon his academic path and live for himself. A foolish idea, they said. He was wasting his future—and his potential. Yet, something about being a daredevil, about embracing extreme stunts, never failed to capture his attention from the moment he first discovered it. Dean admits he had lived more in those five years of risking his life than in his previous 20. But all good things must come to an end. And an absolute end, at that. Dean Andler died on his 25th birthday, after jumping from an aircraft when his parachute failed to deploy. A pitiful end. However, it was also a new beginning. Dean finds himself transmigrated to ancient times, during the Viking Age. Here, Vikings exist in all their brutish and fierce glory, just as the history books described. Yet these Vikings are different—far beyond anything history had recorded. They possess superhuman strength, the ability to control the elements, and command the weather itself. Even the world is not what it should be: gigantic sea creatures and malevolent water spirits roam freely. The famed *Einherjar* of Valhalla are real, as are the various gods and their inheritances. As absurd as it all seems to someone from the 21st century, these phenomena are everyday realities for the stone-cold Vikings. Which leaves Dean asking himself: What kind of Vikings are these?
Ozen_Ice · 1.4K Views

Death's incarnate

Something seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the dark brown to white. "Dean are you alright?", I hurried up to him but he held his left hand up to stop me in my tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath but I could hear him. "But-"I said but he cut me off. "Don't", he said raising his gaze, I could see his eyes clearly. it no longer had the color it use to have,his Hazel eyes looked like it had been drained of it color. "Dean I'm not leaving",i said standing my ground walking closer to him. "It's Time", he said with a passive expression. "What is Time?", I asked confused worry hint in my voice. "Dean you're scaring me", I said still walking close to him.it wasn't easy getting close to him ,I felt like their was a forcing pushing me back. "Time for me to go" he said looking right at me. "He has come for me", he said emptily. "Who has come?", I asked afraid and also worried. what he said felt like gibberish, I couldn't understand a thing who has come? and why is his coming?, I thought. "Mortem", he said short of breath. Life had never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. Fending for herself to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he left, she was heart broken. After months of hurting, she finally picks herself up. what will she do when she finds out what she truly is? note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on fantasy. The schools, characters and places are all from my imaginations. if you want to discuss with me, message me on discord. @little_pumpkeen
young_daily · 49.7K Views
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