in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phil wonders why.

Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?

Stiles Stilinski was a regular teenage kid. Well, as regular as being in love with a brooding werewolf can get. Derek Hale is in love with Stiles, too, but admitting their feelings for each other isn't hard. Keeping up that love? That's a different story, and trying to keep up with the various monsters and town and a disapproving best friend isn't much help. What will happen when stiles learns just how hard it is To Love A Sourwolf? BOOK 1 OF THE TRILOGY

This is a sterek fan fiction. Sterek is Derek and Stiles from a show called Teen Wolf.

discontinued, but check out my other work! oneshots written from may-october 2016. i was basically a kid so don't take it too seriously.

Published Book - Only a Preview [Gay Romance] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For the first time in my life I was safe. It was a word I'd never been able to use before, and it felt heavy on my tongue. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lakyn James is sixteen years old and hating every second of it. He was supposed to be done, he'd tapped out. End of story, unsubscribe here. Suicide "attempt", they said. His intentions had no "attempt" in them. Re-entering normal life after 'trying' to take his own is weird. Especially when the world keeps going like it never happened. He still has to eat breakfast, go to school, and somehow convince a cute boy that he's too damaged to date. Scott White comes with his own problems, namely a habit of drinking too much and being indecisive about rather he wants in the closet, or out of it. Lakyn can't stand him; he also can't help smiling when Scott's around. Unfortunately - or fortunately - for Lakyn, life has decided to give him a second chance. He's not happy about it, but maybe, with a lot of hard work and a good therapist, he can learn to be. And maybe he can hold Scott's hand at the same time. No promises though. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story is the prequel to Just Juliet, and thus can stand alone. [View A/N for Trigger Warning List]

REQUESTS are open! If you have a requests please PM me and I'll consider making a short story out of it!

Published Book - Only a Preview Lesbian Romance [Bisexual Main Character] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first thing that caught my eye was Juliet James. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lena Newman is 17 years old. She is not necessarily popular but she is a skilled artist with a good looking footballer for a boyfriend. She is pretty satisfied with her life. Until her world is turned upside down. Juliet James is the new girl at school and just so happens to send Lena's heart wild. Juliet shows Lena a world she never knew existed and Lena is taken on an emotional journey where loyalty, friendships and family relationships are tested. Juliet represents the road less traveled. Will Lena take it?

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.