When Noah Chambers close to failing Biology, his teacher suggests that Eric Stevens,the unlikable straight A student, should tutor him. Eric refuses at first but eventually does It. The two get off at the wrong foot but quickly get attached to each other without knowing how much they need each other. What if they were both severely damaged? Will the two ever heal from what's hurting them? What if they developed feelings for the other? Can the relationship between two damaged people with no similar interests survive?

(WARNING: BOYXBOY STORY HERE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN STAY AWAY!) Oliver Scott, Ollie, is just like any other teenaged boy. He enjoys music, playing his guitar, and eating anything and everything placed in front of him. He has worries about his first year in high school, like any normal teenager would, there's just one catch. Oliver is actually an Esper, a being with psychic abilities, and he's off to attend Nightshade Academy the prestigious school for monsters and ghouls you thought only existed in your nightmares. If you think going to your school is tough, try attending a boarding school full of werewolves, vampires, witches, and all kinds of mythical creatures. Oliver's troubles begin the day before school even starts when his new roommate, Dakota, asks him to join his band and preform in the welcome back ceremony last minute. What seemed like a kind gesture ended up earning him the attention of the two hottest and most popular guys in the school, which might not be best of things as he's thrown into their childish disputes over who's the dominate race, vampire or werewolf. Oliver finds himself in a stranger than fiction world filled with rivals, jealousy, love, and lust. His hopes of just being able to survive four years are slowly fading as danger and dark secrets arise and he soon finds that his fate may be sealed with the Academy's stone cold walls. Yeeeeah I'm not the best at descriptions, but I hope you guys enjoy the story anyways. I promise if you just give it a chance you won't be disappointed ;) I mean there's cute boys and hot guy on guy action in here! What more could you want? Oh and don't flippin steal my ideas -_- love ya! ;D

Adam Saunders and Rory Tanning have barely been housemates for a month but are really close - both living the life of every young adult, the only drama being girls, boys and getting drunk at parties. But one bite from a werewolf soon changes all that. - Copyright © 2012 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.

❝In these dreams it's always you: The boy in the sweatshirt, The boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge. Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued. Your jeep. Your teeth. The coffee that you bought me.❞ -I Had A Dream About You, Richard Siken Twenty-four-year old Eli Forbes isn't sure where he's headed after college graduation. He might know that he's getting a degree in Exercise Physiology in the spring, but fuck if he knows what he's going to do with it. For now, he's content with spending his winter break helping at his aunt and uncle's coffee shop. Sebastian Steine, a quirky wayward spirit, is double majoring in comparative literature and theater at Berkeley University. As all around him his friends begin to settle down, get married, and start families of their own, it becomes clear to Sebastian that he still doesn't have a clue as to what he's doing with himself. He's a floater and that's not as pleasing as it used to be. When the two meet at Forbes Family Coffeehouse, they begin to realize they have a whole lot more in common than just their favorite order of a simple black coffee.

After some rough years Matthew O'Neill is trying to piece together a new life with all good things. A pretty, if maybe super religious girlfriend, a group of close, if somewhat crazy friends, a loving, if a bit unusual family. But his mind is still a mess sometimes. Especially when it comes to Allen Thomas. The new dorky student with the wild red hair and bluest eyes ever who just can't seem to leave him alone. Or is it maybe the other way around? _______________________ There was a split second when we smiled at each other in understanding, a tiny fragment of the reality, that we didn't have anything in common. I quickly looked over to the lockers again, but new kid didn't seem to get it, still smiling in the corner of my eye. "I didn't quite catch you name?" "Matt. Actually it's Matthew," I said for some reason, like I seriously cared. "Right, I'm terrible with names. Especially today, I feel like I've met a thousand people already. Matthew, I'll remember that." Well he wouldn't have to. I kinda liked the dry, soft way he said my name though, and the fact that he actually said it, not just the short version, that too many times sounded like a sheep baahing. I actually kinda hated it when people called me Matt.