In a world full of shifters, Kaleb considers himself unlucky. Being known as a disgrace to his only family members because of his slim complexion and having a prey animal as a shifter caused him to get kicked out on his 18th birthday. Left with no resources, he was forced to become a thief in order to survive. Only stealing from prey shifters, he rarely got caught. That's until one wintery night, he stole from drunk predators and got beat up in an alleyway. Half-way through the beating session, he escaped and was forced to run inside a forest. After running till he collapsed, he encountered a mansion. Having no choice but to stay there till the raging snowstorm ends. But little did Kaleb know, he crossed into someone else's territory the second he stepped into the forest.

"You know I wish that I had Jessie's Boy." In which Jessie's new boy is a tease and Elijah just can't stay away. - explicit content 2nd book in my 2017 poc spam.

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A story about the popular boy and the nerd. About discovering who you are and accepting it. Achievements: #1 in LGBT #13 in FreeTheLGBT #23 in Teen Fiction #1 in No More Bullying [This story will always be a draft] © 2017 IIIXMM

West Rickert is an asshole. He's a crackhead, and he's a drunk. At least, that's what everyone says about him.

Tyler Lewis is a 17-year-old openly gay boy who's been heartbroken so many times. After finding a new "love" his parents were afraid that his heart would break again. Meeting his new partner, his parents weren't pleased, however, Tyler insisted on continuing to see the other man. Fed up with his attitude, his parents desperately tried to look for a way out. A few days later, Tyler's parents received a call from one of their old college friends. The Young family was composed of Hunter, their eldest son Hunter (age 28) and their youngest son Nathan (age 21). The situation with Tyler brought up old agreements between his parents and the Young family. It was the agreement that, when the time came, The Lewis' eldest child would marry the Young's eldest child. Unfortunately, they didn't anticipate both of them to be boys, but this didn't seem to be a problem to both parties. Tyler and Hunter hated the idea, but that wasn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem was that Hunter was as straight as a pole. *** WARNING *** This book contains relationships between two men. At some points in the story, there will be [R] rated content that will not be suitable for minors. Please read at your own risk! *** EDITING IN PROGRESS ***

*Warning* BoyxBoy, boy on boy action. If you don't like then don't read. Palmer was 13, when he watched his mother struggle on her death bed. When she died he watched his father go insane. What Palmer didn’t know at the time though is that his father was planning something, something awful that makes Palmer choose between the ones closest to him. Now, 3 years later, he’s living with his aunty Pat. That day still imprinted in his mind, haunting his dreams. The only place Palmer can feel safe again is in the woods, where he lets his mind roam wild. School is another story entirely. He’s bullied, teased and ignored all around school. Everyone knows his name and his sexuality, but not his story. Until a memorial day when he meets Elliot, a sex God that’s only in his dreams. There’s something different about Elliot, Palmer can tell he’s hiding something. Why else would a hunk like Elliot be interested in a guy like Palmer? Palmers’ life starts to get on track until the bad boy by the name of Zach suddenly becomes interested in getting Palmer, no matter what it takes. Will Palmer have to choose again? If so can he handle it, or will he break under the pressure?

Marcelle is attractive. Marcelle is a football player. Marcelle is cliché. Marcelle is a wolf in sheep clothing. Marcelle is a Christmas fanatic. Marcelle is just downright annoying. Matthew Griffin is a certified theatre geek/video game nerd. And he despises [emphasis on despise] Christmas. All he has to do is get this jock to remember his lines, even though he forgot his heart. Wattpad featured.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Gabriel Walters is not gay. He just likes to look at guys. And think about guys. And smile at really hot guys. And fantasise about doing all kinds of thin...ANYWAY That doesn't necessarily mean he's gay. Even if he's never thought about girls that way. At all. Ever. Besides, if he was gay, then everything would be ruined. His place at the top of the school, his reputation as the most desirable guy, his position as the captain of the football team, everything! That's until Quentin Matthews comes along. And makes him think that maybe it's worth risking it all for someone really special. (This is a SUPERNATURAL story, but don't worry. No werewolves or vampires or witches or anything basic like that. Something else entirely.)