Every Tuesday during football practice, sixteen year old Sem Bolton finds himself stealing glances at the gorgeous college boy jogging down the path next to the fields. He was his dirty little secret. His guilty pleasure. His unobtainable fantasy: safe and distant on the other side of the chainlink fence. Then, through a series of unpleasant events including being forced on a camping trip, it turns out his unobtainable fantasy is not so unobtainable after all. Not only is gorgeous college boy gay as well, he also wants to date Sem. Now, Sem was never one to play it safe. But outing himself was in a whole different league than testing his mother's patience or taking hits in the boxing ring. Was he really ready to date a guy, all consequences included? As if internal struggles weren't enough, count on girls, friends, and an estranged brother, to complicate stuff even further. Photo on the cover by: https://unsplash.com/@nickkarvounis

[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.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

For Miren Eze, the past six months have been nonstop torture. After all, she doesn't know if she can trust Jeno - the only boy she could ever hope to love. And it seems virtually impossible for her life to go back to normal - but it's not like she knows what the hell that is. With Parker and Artemis and even Olive getting closer to answers they cannot handle, Miren contemplates how much longer she can keep up her disguise at Rinzen - or if she has any choice in that matter. But one thing is certain: The Incident will be revealed. And not everyone can live with the consequences.

"Nothing can intervene a heart that knows what it wants." -quote from the book. Johannesburg, South Africa, 1976 during the darkest period in South African history. Where Race determines your lifestyle : black maids, caretakers and handymen are ill-paid to raise white children and tend to white houses, but from which their services are no longer needed after dark. eighteen-year-old Nolwazi Ndlovu, born in the township, Soweto, finds herself working in the city of gold (Johannesburg) to provide for her family. Just when she thought working for Mr and Mrs Muller had its own challenges, the sudden arrival of their son, Henri, makes for a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences. As Henri and Nolwazi fall deeply inlove, they soon begin to realize that following your heart has its own consequences. And when a Tragic uprising erupts in Nolwazi's hometown, their relationship is truly put to the test of time and loss.

Just when it seemed like life couldn't possibly get any worse, Miren Eze dies - literally and figuratively. Caught in a limbo of deception and destruction, she realises her problems have only just began. Like the fact that her "death" has only sharpened Penelope's prep school popularity, while emotionally devastating Parker and Artemis. But what's even more confusing is Miren's relationship with Jeno - if they can even call it that. As they and their fellow Revengers - Wallace and Chara - try to come up with a new scheme, it becomes increasingly evident that taking down a Queen Bee is a lot harder - and dangerous - than they could have ever imagined. Especially when Miren's identity as Miles is still on the line. MEAN GIRLS meets SHE'S THE MAN in a humorous, but darker tale of identity and redemption.

There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-

It didn't take long for junior Miren Eze to realize that high school is just an academic cover up for hell. Especially when she is terrorized daily by Penelope van Helsing, a friend turned evil nemesis. After a cruel prank at an assembly for a coveted award leaves Miren scholarship-less and practically expelled, she's left with no options until her best friend Chara suggests she transfers to the neighboring all-boys school. With the help of Chara's computer hacking boyfriend, they devise a plan that is stupid, risky, and requires plenty of gauze. But what seems like a bad plot of a rom-com ends up having harsher ramifications than Miren could have ever anticipated. Especially when Jeno, her handsome but cold roommate, discovers her secret - and sees the disguise as the perfect opportunity to get revenge on Penelope. MEAN GIRLS meets SHE'S THE MAN in a humorous, but darker tale of identity and redemption.

***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.