Short Story: "My name is Jonathan Denis. I'm in a Poly Relationship with these 9 amazing fucktards. In the relationship, I'm considered the mother of the group as I make sure all of my fucktards are healthy. The youngest of my fucktards is Craig. He likes to build things. And sometimes his things back fire on me. So when I got a call to hurry my ass up to his house. He said he made a tiny problem that only I could fix. When I arrived to his house the first I said when I walked through his front door is.... Why me?" Update: Whenever I can Artwork used for cover isn't mine #1 in PolyBBS on Jun 13 2018

Where are you going? I'm leaving... Why? Because I can't take being cooped up in one place What about our son?!!! He needs his mother!!!! I'm sorry Jonathan GINAAAAAAAA! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everything was going perfect for Jonathan Dennis. He got married to the love of his life, Gina Marrow. On their honeymoon they did the deed and he got her pregnant. Waiting patiently for nine months; their son was finally born into the world. It felt like nothing could bring Jonathan down from the Cloud Nine he placed himself on. That was until Gina had developed PostPartum Depression. She knew she had to leave or she would have caused harm to their son. She left Jonathan leaving him heartbroken and to take care of their newborn. Come and read the struggles Jonathan has taking care of his son Evan trying to be both mother and father figures for him A/N: Artwork isn't mine; credit goes to the artist who made this Sequel is out --> Teenage Troubles

Completed! "Look kid are you alright," a man said to Evan as he glared up at him. "I'm fine I don't need help," Evan said but soon regretted as pain shot up his side. "Last chance kid," the man said making Evan grumble. Evan Dennis, who now goes by the name of Evan Fong, had a horrible life. His mother was a drug addict while his dad was a dead beat who only comes around to beat Evan up. He doesn't really remember anything past the age of 5 as his mother had told him something traumatic happened to make him lose his memory. Evan hates both his parents which is why he spends most of the time trying to run away. Only to return because he knew his parents would die without him. Evan hung around the wrong people so he didn't care about anyone. Evan is on a slippery road to disaster. Can anyone really straighten him out before he ends up killing himself. Sequel to The Struggles of a Single Father Artwork not mine Trilogy ----> Final Days

Certain people have unique traits. Certain types. It is them. Their embodiment. Their teachings. All rolled into four blended, yet individual abilities. They called it your C.A.P.E for short. Not everyone has it, which is why Evan thought he could ignore it. Why he thought they were just edited clips. It wasn't important, because surely that man didn't lift a train with one hand? But they're real. And this is one heck of a way to find out. Or, gay guys come together at a summer camp for powers and become so stupid in love. Ft. My friend, Plot Bear. [Contains these ships, all of which are equally shown; H2OVanoss <Top!Jon MiniCat <Top!Tyler TerrorNuckle <Top!Brian BasicallyIDo407 <Equal people DaihiDeCalibre <Equal People BrOhm <Equal People/Still deciding More H2OVanoss centred] [Characters not mentioned in the pairings are side characters but no less important and have a big role to play, bless you all] [I do not own these people, I only play with the doll copies of them and then run away with multiple story drafts] [Yes, I know I have a lot of unfinished books but those were written last year and I can't find it in me to continue them as my writing has changed a lot] [At this point I'm just adding random stuff because I'm that bored, how was your day? Oh that sounds interesting. Hm, why do you say that?] [I've realised this will probably be very long and probably annoying so I'll go now]

Blue vs Red, Red vs Blue. It always stayed the same of each side. Where'd they had hate against each other. No one was allowed to speak to a red. No one was allowed to speak to a blue. How can you tell? A blue has a mark on his righthand, so does a red but on his left. How did these two opposites attract? Find out in this story. :) ~ I felt warm in my chest as I stared down into those deep brown eyes. I leaned down as our lips almost brushed against each other. I'm a Blue and he's a Red I hope we'd never see each other again But My heart shines bright As he gives me light I smile As we look out in the above And finally I think I'm in love