Where Aden finally gathers the courage to confess to Neo, but accidentally ends up almost killing him.

Let's start the apocalypse.

They all think he’s a vampire. He thinks they’re all idiots. Also, Edward Cullen can kiss his skinny, pale ass.

After a devastating disease wipes out most of humanity, 16-year-old Cameron MacRiada must survive alone when he misses his scheduled evacuation. ***** "0800 hours. It's been four days since I stopped going to school. Seven since the last teacher stopped showing up though, so I reckon there's not much point any more. My dad was raging - he thinks that teachers have a duty to their students or something. I did point out that their contracts probably didn't include an apocalypse clause, but here we are." Three years after the Infection first ravaged humanity, mankind is on the brink of extinction. Society is collapsing; resources are exhausted; the British Sanctuaries are overwhelmed by the constant influx of evacuees. And in the midst of the chaos, a secluded boy in the Scottish highlands decides to document his isolated lifestyle as he awaits evacuation. Who knew the apocalypse could be so fucking boring? ~a story told in sound~

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

1 night shift worker + 1 insomniac + 1 accidental call = an unlikely friendship

A bittersweet tale of forbidden love. - Copyright © 2013 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.

Growing up, learning everything that comes along with it, including the varying perspectives in life, death and everything in between. A story told by two boys trying to figure out their fleeting youth, in a coming-of-age story of their own. Copyright © 2016 Zen. All Rights Reserved.

Someone is sending Megan Jackson the sweetest love notes and Megan Jackson is no great detective but she is not going to give up on finding the true identity of the person behind the notes. What she didn't envision was the amount of work it takes to apply the powers of deduction and detection to a seemingly easy problem. Well, she certainly hadn't planned on befriending a novice baker or stalking a potential answer. And maybe along the way, it won't matter who the answer is. [ A 'Talks and Texts' SPINOFF ] [ © circularities 2016 ]

[nsfw content: completed 5/5.] in which a curse leaves her especially sensitive to a demon's sinful touch. ++++ Nathan grins. "Wanna see a magic trick?" Before any party can react, his hand wraps around her wrist, the curse - powered touch sends her back arched and entire body wound tight as painfully intense sensations ravage her, again. Something between a whimper and cry fall from her lips, shaking, eye flying wide then squeezing shut. Her legs give out, but he catches her, forearm hooking around her waist, and something even stronger follows in his wake. "O - oh, p - please," she gasps, writhing in his grip. Her nails claw at his skin as agonizing bliss tears across her nerves until she's convulsing violently with another orgasm. Somehow, she manages to rip herself out of his hold, hitting the carpeted floor, still twitching and buzzingly numb. Her gaze lifts to see Michael's wide - eyed expression, then to Nathan's, black eyed and filled with bad. "Little lamb." He smiles, all teeth and carnivorous. "This is going to be fun. I've been waiting to devour you."