[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

"So, how did you know you were gay?" "One day, I was walking and a rainbow tumbled from the sky and onto my head. Consequently, my brains fell out and I forgot what a vagina was. So, suddenly, when I accidentally walked into a changing room and thought, damn, I want that dangly thing between his legs up my arsecrack, I realised, oh holy fucking shit, the gay rainbow chose me! Praise Jesus." "Your parents must be proud." "They make me masturbate in a bath of holy water every night." - A light-hearted and sometimes funny collection of dialogue, letters, school incident reports, paintings and texts involving Charlie and his antagonistic art partner, Ferne, as they get together through their mutual love of spray-paint, love itself and... Ass Milk? Brilliant. [PG13: frequent profanities, contains bxb kissing gifs, moderate indirect sexual content/references and gAy RaInBoWs] 98% complete

One summer, five kids: a fragile dreamer, a moody pessimist, an aggressive feminist, a closet homosexual, and a modern-day aristocrat. © crewneck sept. 24, 2014 - adventure #120 nov. 30, 2014 - teen fiction #334

*** NEW AND IMPROVED *** With her father missing, Shay will do anything to get him back, even if that means teaming up with a cruel gang leader and his band of psychotic men. CHARACTER VIEWS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN. ***WARNING*** OFFENSIVE CONTENT AHEAD.

A story about a girl who sends letters to a neighbor.

the only rule was to not fall in love #thepeopleofsociety @thelovesociety

Everly Winter hasn't had a day without responsibility in years. Between dealing with her newly divorced parents and watching out for a suicidal best friend, Everly never has time for herself. But then Jace Wasson comes along, self-contained and enigmatic. He doesn't give Everly the best first impression, but the two of them just can't seem to stay away from each other. Everly finds herself falling- falling in love with someone who she never expected to like the slightest bit.

After stumbling upon a murder, Quinn Reilly is placed under a witness-protection program. But things spiral out of control when Alpha Jed Trevino shows up, claiming to be both the murderer and her mate. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

Dorian Stones has a problem. Better yet, he has two: barely any money and no place to live. The pressure of adult life is pushing down on his soul like a ton of bricks, and the extra person that depends on him only adds to that pressure. But he's too stubborn to exchange London for his childhood home back in Los Angeles and too damn proud to let his parents help him in the financial department. At wits end, Dorian opts to rent the basement of a brewery turned house in the heart of the city. Little did he know, he would be living under one roof with an incarnated Irish myth. * * * * * * * * * This is a Daddy Unknown spinoff. As regards to the plot, romance is the only similarity. NOTE: this story will be on hold, probably until I finish The Song Of The Wolf.

Jefferson Carter, a seventeen year old high school student feels his life is turning upside down after his older brother Oliver is shot in the head mysteriously and the only person willing to help is Alana White, a strange goth girl who knows more about Oliver Carter than anyone else would've imagined.