[WARNING: There is MATURE boyxboy action! So if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!] Is it wrong to love two people at the same time? How do you pick one from the other when they both have qualities that you love? Wyatt Evans has had his heart broken by the one person that he thought he would be with forever. It didn't help that he came out of his cozy little closet for this guy. So now, alone and bitter with a shattered heart he's shocked to find two of the most sexiest guys of McKinzley high pursuing him and are relentless even after his constant rejections of them both. They both are worming their way in his heart. So why can't he have them both?

''If you leave me, I'll find you in a heartbeat. If you test me, I'll give you a reason why not too. So I would advise you not to go against me, or you'll deeply regret it. If I find out that another man has been in between your legs, I'll kill you and the bastard. I'm the only one that's allowed to touch you, kiss you, and fuck you, do you understand?'' ''Yes'' ''Yes what?'' ''Yes, sir.'' -- ''Never trust a demon. He has a hundred motives for anything he does... Ninety-nine of them, at least, are malevolent.''

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

*• POV IS IN BOTH MALE AND FEMALE•* •• Any similarity to a different story is a complete coincidence! I thought of this story on my own.•• 18 year old Helena Celine was known for her beauty and kindness, but also known for being abused and alone. She's always been different for having white hair and vibrant purple eyes. Her family has rejected her completely and everyone's labeled her as the outcast. Her 2 older brothers contribute to the beatings while her father and mother stand by and watch. Alpha Levi is aware of the way his pack treats Helena but he takes no actions to stop her torture. In fact, he joins in every one and a while to make the poor girl more miserable and broken. When they clash on Helena's 18th birthday he knows right away he needs to reject her. To him she's incapable of running a pack, especially when that pack hates her. Lucky for Helena, she takes the rejection quite good and is able to find the strength inside of her to get out and move on to something better. -- I SUCK AT DESCRIPTIONS IM SO SORRY!!!

Callum Black. That was Callum's name, his identity, yet he was never called that. His family, his pack, his peers, and just about everybody else called him weak, pathetic, ugly, faggot, worthless. So that had become his identity, not Callum Black. Callum's father was the pack's Beta, and his siblings were the sort that made a strong pack leader proud. Callum had always been a bit of a runt, perhaps enduringly, until it was not anymore, until he was thirteen and decidedly Omega and it was embarrassing. To him, to his father, to his pack. Ryker Adam's was the son of the Alpha, and had everything going for him. He was gonna do great things and make his father proud. He was adored. So when the little, mousy male Omega turned out to be his mate he did not hesitate in remedying that. It was not really surprising; Ryker was Callum's public enemy #1 and the stuff of his nightmares. This was the beginnings of Callum's story. Callum ran. Callum ran into the arms of his found family and himself. And he was definitely not who he thought he was. A cruel twist of fate and the whims of the gods had changed everything. While he was gone the pack was changing too, including the people who had hurt him. Four long years had passed. And Callum was coming home, but he bore no resembles to the boy that had left. This was a man, a monster.