Just another boy falling in love with his best friend.

Brand Jefferson, like many, knew High School was a scary place: Teachers, Homework, Jocks, Cheerleaders, Peer Pressure,many of the horrors of these establishments. Brand never figured during his second week at Harrison High he would have to survive ZOMBIES.

I ran. Where was Joel? Why wasn’t he here? I could hear someone behind me. He was getting closer. I had to run faster. I had to get away. If I could find Joel we could open the dimension gate and jump. But where was he? I made another sharp turn and pushed myself. I listened to the steady running behind me. “Cissy!” He screamed in fury. No. I knew who it was but I was still unprepared for the fear that coursed through me at the sound of his voice. Hell, not him. Please not him. Joel, where are you?

In which a dancing, rapping white boy meets Brooklyn-born Vinny Vitale and realizes, hey. I may be gay. A short story.

(readers discretion advised) Dalia is your typical 17 year old living in Manhattan but what she doesn't know is that she is in great danger. Her father and boyfriend are apart of this huge Mafia and the long night hours has Dalia very suspicious. With a teens daily problems and her weird problem it is only a recipe for disaster. Dalia will soon find the answers she's been looking for and the help she so desperately needs.

Stella’s not like most girls. She doesn’t spend her nights talking about cute boys or who she’s going out with next week. Cause really, what’s the point in that? When a new kid, Jace Matthews transfers to her school, she’s probably the only girl not under his charm, making her Jace’s number one target. It seems like he just won’t leave Stella alone, and she’s left with her last resort: fighting fire with fire. Someone needs to teach pretty boy a lesson, and Stella’s the perfect girl to do it.