Louis was caught wearing his girlfriend's bra, and he feared how she would react. Little did he know that her reaction would completely change the course of his life.

Scott, an 18-year-old boy from Ontario, Canada, is excited to participate in an exchange program and experience life in England. However, upon his arrival, he discovers that there has been a mix-up, Scott Campbell isn't Sophie Campbell. What will happen as he attends Arbury School for Girls.

Chosen family and friends mean the world to everyone, right? When Y/n realizes that a lot of his own have been hiding their own issues too, he isn't sure whether to be annoyed or concerned. Y/n's anxiety has led him to think some crazy things too, after all. With the power of love and friendship, almost anything is fixable! Or so he's heard... he's a little new to this. There's a lot of play with twisted tropes in this book got a few things I couldn't get to in the original, like our canonical aroace character figuring that out (: I WILL NOT JUST DROP THESE THEMES W/O WARNING: -sexual assault or any direct discussion of it -direct descriptions of self harm -suicidal thoughts -child/partner abuse (it's only in flashbacks or memories!) there is no major character death -substance abuse -major ed shit

We both love wearing dresses, the prettier the better. We also both love cosplaying and have a flair for magical-girl style characters. But that is where our similarities end. Izzy has always loved dresses, one of her favourite memories is when her parents got her a sewing machine for her ninth birthday, a real one. She's been making and designing her own dresses ever since. She gets most of her inspiration from two sources, videogames and anime. Her favourite thing to do is to make the frilliest dress in an anime. There is something liberating about stepping into the skin of a magical girl, changing into someone else can be the safest way to explore who you really are. Izzy's current obsession is the newly released 'Magical Princess Club' and especially the character Sakura. So, when she finds someone at a convention who is cosplaying Aoi, Sakura's best friend in the anime, she can't help but want to get to know them better. Because something in the way they portray Aoi gives her butterflies in her stomach. Even though she knows that more than just being friends will probably never happen... Elliot's first time crossplaying Aoi at a convention is a little more overwhelming than he thought it would be. He keeps getting compliments, but some of the stares make him a little uncomfortable. He's made cosplays before, but always male characters, he never really dared to do what he really wanted, cosplaying a magical girl. But after watching Aoi on the screen, he knew that he had to try. He had to take that step. Aoi had to be his first crossplay. When Elliot's eyes fall on a beautiful girl cosplaying Sakura, he has to talk to her, and one chat becomes two and three, and suddenly they're getting photographed together everywhere and it's the most fun he's ever had. But why would a pretty girl like her ever want more from him? Can he bring up the courage to ever ask her out, especially since she knows what he likes to do?

A transgender journey through family tragedy and difficulty, but there is some humour and, of course, a happy ending.

This is a different take on a boy-to-girl transition story. It is intended to be essentially humorous in a somewhat sardonic fashion, but there are lessons, and the psychology of the two central characters is also interesting.

A male-to-female transgender story with a villainous setting. It starts with a grim situation, but with some dark humour (and tongue-in-cheek stuff as well) then moves through progressive change until discovery . . . and happiness.

A boy's victory over adversary. It's a transgender story and starts rather grimly with despair, a lack of hope and the emergence of suicidal intentions. The boy works through disengagement and financial constraints to eventually achieve his dream, and discovers that there is even more to the dream than he had imagined.

I had no idea that I was a girl, until an unfortunate incident occurred - unfortunate for my sister, that is, but not for me, definitely not for me . . . and my sister's forgiven me.