Mark catches the eye of one of the company’s most powerful men, but he can’t see it himself. Literally. This is my first story on this site, an office romance story… with a bit of a twist… (male/male)

The thing about childhood friends is that they don't ever remain children for very long. And for that matter, they don't always remain friends either. Things change. Kids grow up, feelings shift and sometimes friendship isn't enough anymore. Never mind how long Richard and Danyel were close. After spending four years apart, the two had led completely separate lives and moved on from each other without ever realizing. In the end they have to learn that reconciling is far harder than slipping away. Especially in a racially segregated town where a human/Chosen pairing is about as taboo as it gets. (Major twists not mentioned in the description) WARNING: This is not a 'Quick Fic Romance'. That's to say the characters will take their time to build personalities, backstories and relationships. They won't be together, having sex, confessing romantic love and talking about marriage/children by the 5th or 6th chapter. That will come much later. Don't read if you're ONLY looking for fluff or smut. COVER BY: BlueBonBon **WEREWOLF- cliche re-done

When an unforeseen tragedy they never could have imagined hits three friends like a whirlwind tornado, Josiah, Carson, and Ayden have their lives completely torn apart. While attempting to figure out how to get back on track and relearning how to function normally, these young adults realize that some things can never be the same again. This is one journey no one will ever be able to forget. Between new loves, lost relationships, and betrayals of the worst kind, this is easily one of the most destructive love triangles to ever exist. Get ready, because the chaotic interim is here.

This is the story of seven high school friends, one obsessed with premonitions, and how their lives reconvene after the tragedies of those premonitions become reality. (TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains the use of drugs and alcohol, as well as themes of abuse, domestic violence, and an allusion to non-consensual acts of sex.)

Jake Gallagher has always lead a particularly average life outside of the antics of his unconventional family. Average grades, average friends, and the average teenager's aversion to familial embarrassment, until his life takes a turn for the unexpected. Because sitting three rows and catercorner from Jake in his astronomy class is Skylar Glass. The insightful, attractive, interesting, starry-eyed juvenile delinquent, whose existence exceeds average in Jake's opinion. Skylar introduces Jake to the other side of life, gives him a new reason to look at the sky, and leaves a trail of stardust that prevents Jake's existence from ever being average again. Featured; teen fiction #7 (Feb 29, '16) NOTES: This story is gay-friendly. Reader discretion is advised. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains the use of drugs and alcohol, as well as themes of abuse, prostitution, and an allusion to non-consensual acts of sex. PLEASE GO CHECK OUT THIS AMAZING FAN ART ♡♡♡ https://www.deviantart.com/katesart2004/art/Stardust-765863986?ga_submit_new=10%3A1538124313&ga_type=edit&ga_changes=1&ga_recent=1

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021

After some rough years Matthew O'Neill is trying to piece together a new life with all good things. A pretty, if maybe super religious girlfriend, a group of close, if somewhat crazy friends, a loving, if a bit unusual family. But his mind is still a mess sometimes. Especially when it comes to Allen Thomas. The new dorky student with the wild red hair and bluest eyes ever who just can't seem to leave him alone. Or is it maybe the other way around? _______________________ There was a split second when we smiled at each other in understanding, a tiny fragment of the reality, that we didn't have anything in common. I quickly looked over to the lockers again, but new kid didn't seem to get it, still smiling in the corner of my eye. "I didn't quite catch you name?" "Matt. Actually it's Matthew," I said for some reason, like I seriously cared. "Right, I'm terrible with names. Especially today, I feel like I've met a thousand people already. Matthew, I'll remember that." Well he wouldn't have to. I kinda liked the dry, soft way he said my name though, and the fact that he actually said it, not just the short version, that too many times sounded like a sheep baahing. I actually kinda hated it when people called me Matt.