Beckett Steel is considered to be the schools cute boy, the boy you can't hate. The boy that makes everyone smile. The boy everyone loves. The boy that happens to be openly gay and no one judges him for it. And he found someone who needs a smile. The bad boy Reese. Reese Ridge is considered to be the school's badboy, when he really just needs someone who understands, and he doesn't like the little ball of joy that has popped into his life. But Beckett happens to know more than Reese knows. Cover: @DucksEatBananas

It's the last few weeks of high school and Grayer Kent is dreading the day he has to officially part with his best friends. So, during the courses of these weeks, they vow to do everything with each other. Eat, sleep and live together. But, living in the same house as your crush can become unbearable, right? Especially when your crush is straight and a guy.

Everything in Jules Hatcher's life is going well: he has a girlfriend, a job and pretty decent grades. That is until he (literally) stumbles into Hunter Adams, the bad boy and player that everyone knows. Soon Hunter has managed to turn Jules' entire world upside down- and make him discover a side of himself, that Jules never knew of. And it all started with that damn hoodie. Trigger warning: this story includes depictions of homophobia and mentions of suicide.

His brown eyes start assessing my face, making me feel really uncomfortable. I mean, the guy’s really tall. He like looms over my short figure. I’ve never seen him so up close, it’s almost surreal. And, I say this in the most no-homoest way, but like, I see why the girl’s go so crazy for him. He’s tall, obviously muscular, I mean nobody can miss the rippling muscles popping off his body, or his big ass broad shoulders. He’s got an angular jaw, and his nose is slightly crooked. Probably from getting into too many fights; he is a bad boy, after all. “So, uh, thanks. For taking me here, I mean,” I say, feeling awkward. Ian’s just standing here, looking me up and down in the sort of way you’d look at a chick. I’m getting freaked out. Ian merely smirks, and nods. “No problem.” I turn, grabbing onto the doorknob. But, when his hand suddenly shots out and slams the door close as I pull it open, I freeze and get really scared. See? See?! I knew it was too good to be true. He’s about to beat my ass. Real smart, too smart. I have to give one to Ian. Play with his prey, make them think their gunna make it out alive, and then BOOM! Get their ass just when their hope rises. I should’ve known. “So...” Ian murmurs, his hot breath blowing against my ear. “You do know, you hit my car, right?” “Uh...yeah, about that...I’m really sorry. If there’s any way that I can repay⎯” I turn around as I’m speaking, but Ian cuts me off. With his lips.

Highest rank in Teen Fiction: 7/12/16 - #43 Jacob Palmer. Druggie. Addicted. Addictive. Scary. Intimidating. Sexy. Possessive. He has been called all of the above and many more things. But all of those ones are true. He is a druggie. He is addicted, as well as addictive. He is scary and intimidating. And he is undeniably sexy. And when he finds something he likes, he becomes SUPER possessive. He's done every drug in the book. Cocaine, nicotine, weed, you name it. But the one thing he never got addicted to was love. Sure he's had plenty of "partners", but he never cared about any of them. But one night, one night changed everything. One night, he ran into a small, and sassy but sweet boy named Timothy. Now, Timothy Clark has never even gone near a cigarette, let alone drugs. So, when Jacob enters his life and brings in all this trouble. Well, Timothy better buckle up because this is going to be one hell of a ride. © 2015 Copyright. MGN All Rights Reserved.

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.