Jude Tibbits doesn't mind having a reputation for being an evil bastard; he enjoys being cunning and cruel. He doesn't, however, enjoy being heartbroken. Which is exactly how he's left when his boyfriend Gideon breaks up with him and begins to despise him. All he wants is to get Gideon back. Staz Montgomery has no interest in the wealthy world of his parents. He'd rather just be left alone to his art, up to his elbows in chalk and paint. All he wants is to focus on his art. But after an unexpected run-in with each other afterschool one day, Jude and Staz realize that they don't always get what they want.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

[A psychological thriller] When you can't even pay for a bottle of water, you might want a friend like Casper. This may be hard considering he's the God-given prophet of Seabrook high; the type of kid who offers existential philosophies on a Monday and spews poetry the next. Friends are a select few for Casper, and Holden doesn't have the right kind of luck for a golden ticket. But he isn't worried. After all, to win the heart of a prophet, all you need is intelligence. And intelligence is all he's got. Cover credit: Photo by Martin Stranka. Design by toska_. Trailer Credit: Clips from Xavier Dolan films. Made by me.

Everyone who goes to Redwill High knows of the trickster Gabriel. His antics were legendary among the students, and everyone was always talking about the next big thing he might do. Sam really didn't care much for the gossip. But, he might be forced to when Gabriel's next idea land both him and Sam in detention.

"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.

Its basically a Sterek version of The Beauty and The Beast.

(boyxboy/manxman/malexmale) Aiden is a 15 year old rogue, not even old enough to have a solid place in a pack yet let alone a mate. What will he do when he is suddenly caught in the middle of hunting in someone else's territory and what do the Northern Tribes know about him that he and his loved ones don't? This story contains boyxboy (Love between two males). Unwanted comments will be removed so please don't be judgemental and enjoy the story for what it's about and not your sexual values. Thank you xx New Cover By FILIPxxx <3

We were enemies by birth. We were in love by choice. [trigger warning for like three chapters]

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.