Hunter Stone is a normal everyday werewolf. He's next in line for alpha and is ready to take the job. He makes above average grades, very popular, gets attention from all the girls, gets invited to all the parties, and not to mention he's got the best life anyone could hope for. So what's the catch? He has the curse as old as time it's self: He's mated to a human. DISCLAIMER: This story does have a bit of an elaborate plot that should be explained in farther chapters or by myself in Author's note and does not and will not conform to all "werewolf story rules" and is no longer in the Werewolf category because of this. Please Enjoy!

Meet Jazz Lewis, an excellent yet narcissistic boy who thought he could top everything. That was, until Alexander Addams, the somehow perfect boy, arrived to give him a lesson on humility and love. And maybe also teach Jazz that he won't always be on 'top'. *wink**wink**nudge**nudge* I'm bad at descriptions! SORRY! Just read the story :3

After living with his gay parents and pretending he's someone he's not for two years, Andy finally cant take it anymore. He's pretending to be straight, holding back everything and fooling around with girls he doesn't even know just to keep his cover and false reputation. What he doesn't know is that his Junior year is going to change his life completely. But will it be for better or worse?

Denim and Damien, two twin 'boys' who just got moved to a new High School for their Senior year together. After their time away they just want a fresh start and a clean plate. Of course that's the one thing that refuses to happen. Denim's past starts to catch up with 'him' and 'his' brother is one of the few that knows the truth. What could possibly go wrong with a group of guys that claims they just want to be friends with the twins? Who the heck is Boldt? More important, just who is Mistaken?

Openly gay 17 year old Shailer Murphy couldn’t imagine a worse fate than being stuck with the school’s biggest gossiper, Tattle Lambert. But that’s exactly what happens when Shailer’s big mouth lands the two in detention together. Hateful enemies, the two boys are determined to break the other in revenge. As Shailer begins to learn more about Tattle, his opinion of the honest boy begins to change. As the two become closer, they begin to open up about their personal lives. But Shailer’s impulsive personality may finally be his downfall as he begins to forget the fact that Tattle earned his nickname for a reason…

When Aleixandre Ryan meets Pierce Harts at a party one night, they both find themselves attracted. As their relationship deepens, Andre becomes helplessly in love with Pierce. But is Pierce as loyal as he seems? And if he's not, what will Andre do to get revenge?

Never had I thought I would be the mate of the strongest alpha in the world and don’t think anyone else did either. I mean I was just your average kid okay maybe not that average, I was a werewolf. But no one expected the Dirty LITTLE Secret our alpha kept hidden under lock and key where only his mate that would be me can find out.

***** Words that I didn’t even know I knew began to bubble from my chest like a mantra, over and over again as I carefully cradled Danny to me. The scarf that he was wearing, the same color as his eyes, was moved aside to expose pale flesh. I pressed a kiss to it, and Danny whimpered. “Kieran! What are you doing!?” My father’s voice. The alpha. I looked up, slightly impatient, as he and a few of the other pack leaders quickly approached. It broke the mantra, but not for long. Nothing would stop me from doing this, not even my own blood. Especially when there was a tinge of fear in my leader’s voice. “Saving him.” And then I bit him. ***** Nothing in life goes as planned. It's a fact that Kieran Night and Danny Samuels know well. One has just lost everything he knew and moved across the country, and the other is an heir trying to get ready for a war. They figure that nothing else can shake them. And then they meet each other.

'There. It's done. I can walk away with my pride and the knowledge that after sixteen long years, I've finally gotten laid. (It's a pretty awesome feeling.) Before I go, though, I have to check and make sure that it's Pamela. Because let's face it: A guy has to know who he lost his V-card to. And just assuming that it was Pam isn't going to cut it. So I put the note and pen down and slowly, carefully, creep over to the ball of sheets. I was right to check. There's a tuft of white blonde hair sticking out from the top. Pamela's hair is auburn. The girl's hair is sort of short, I guess, but oh well. I slowly, carefully, lift a sheet, just to catch a glimpse of the person beneath... ...to see a guy. Looking at me calmly.'