Zaria Lisle is going to learn how to get along with her new stepbrother Donovan -- one way or another. Stepbrothers can be hot, older, wonderful and extraordinarily off limits...

vanilla; normal and boring sex. used by more sexually adventerous people kinked to describe the dull sex had by the unimaginative person A. "I got some last night." person B. "Really, how was it?" person A. "Meh, vanilla sex." person B. "Awww. that sucks." a story in which an underground fighter shows a waitress how to feel alive. been #1 in lots of categories. even irwin and this isn't an ashton fic so ;)

"Isn't that tiring?" He shifted his arm so it leaned on the counter. "You know, never choosing anywhere to stay and building a life of your own?" "I don't mind it, really."

"Please don't leave me. Everyone always leaves me. J-Just stay." -- trigger warning thank you for the support, i love you all

As I turned my head, I saw a tall boy with blonde hair, wearing a black beanie walk into the gym. "Oh my god." I said to myself. "What's wrong?" Ashton asked putting his arm around me. "It's him. He's here." I said turning my head away. "Who?" Ashton looked around. "Oh." he said quietly. I felt my stomach churn. It's been two fucking years.

"So you're the lucky girl who landed on the 6463 locker" Michael says with a naughty smile "That's the most desirable locker in the entire school" "Is that so?" I lick my thin lips "Hell yeah baby" he smiles bumping his shoulder against mine "Congratulations, now you belong to Luke Hemmings"

or when a girl and boy meet at a party and give each other endearing nicknames such as lucifer and indiana jones

This is about a girl named Jax. Her parents recently died and she has to move in to her best friend luke hemmings house. Jax has been abused all her life by her parents. She self harms she doesn't eat, she is bullied. "People call me ugly, worthless, fat, freak, useless, loser, stupid and many more things. Those words hurt." Warning: this story includes self harm and may be triggering

When kids are young and full of innocent wonder, they're asked the question that will haunt them far into their adult lives: what do you want to be when you're older? Kyleigh Frost's answer to this very question was that she wanted to be thin. Ever since she could remember, all she wanted to do with her life is to be the skinniest girl out of everyone she met on the streets. If she couldn't be the brightest kid in her school or win the next cycle of America's Next Top Model, she might as well be the thinnest one there. After all, to be fat is the biggest sin one could ever commit in today's society.

"A little bit of color is all it takes to make it a little less dull."