"You have planets, and then you have moons. The moon revolves around the planet. The planet is the thing that keeps the moon going, and without it, the moon is just stuck in the same, dark place. That's how I feel about Jake. He was the planet, and I was the moon, and now that he's gone, I'm just completely and utterly lost." ☽☾ After the loss of his best friend, Calum is just a broken, depressed mess. His mother is desperate to help him, she even sends him away to live with his aunt in another country, but what's the point when he doesn't want to get better? He's just tired of everything, but maybe all he needs is to learn how to live again and make his life what it once was: beautiful. (Cover creds to the beautiful @soundthealarm)

The only relationship she's ever been in is with sickness and the only relationship he's ever been in is with rejection. They overcome their horrible experiences with life together to realize that with him, she feels a lot less sick, and that with her, he feels a lot less lonely. ======== cover by @nialovelis

"That's never going to work, you idiot." It's her senior year and Ruby has vowed to tell her long-term crush, Calum Hood, exactly how she feels. But when things don't go to plan, she skeptically takes on the help of Luke, the boy next door, who believes he's got the perfect plan.

"i fucking hate you, irwin" "sorry, hemmings? i couldn't hear you there, my dick was in your mouth" in which luke and ashton hates each other with a passion and are forced to be roommates through a whole summer filled with hate that somehow takes a sexual turn (for a better introduction i advise you to read the prologue lol)

"you named your son after a band" "you named your daughter after a fruit" "touché"

Maddie and Ashton chose to go their separate ways to figure themselves out. But will they choose each other in the end? Sequel to Confiding in You. Cover art by Brigid Vaughn (burdge on Deviant Art)

He taps his foot against the carpeted floor of his therapist's office, wondering if he should say it. If he should even say her name out loud. He hasn't done that in at least a year. He'd never say it; especially not in front of his friends. As the therapist, a middle-aged woman in a grey pantsuit, takes notes on his progress, he clears his throat and decides to speak, "She's coming back from California. Today." She looks up, "Who?" It takes him a while. He has to work up the nerve to say it. "Maddie," he says, picking at his nails. He only mentioned her name once, in his first session last year, but the therapist nods. She was the only good thing he's ever mentioned. "Something bad happened, I think." Cover art by Brigid Vaughn (burdge on deviant art) #freementalillness

"I'm on cloud 9 when I'm with you." Cloud Nine, 2015 © mukequality

{Sequel to Fangirl, I recommend reading it before you continue} Michael and I were two peas in a pod. Best friends, and dating in my mind. Then, something changed in him. His personality was completely different, everything was crazy. I was convinced we would never be the same, after all, I was just a broken fangirl to him.

They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...