"I'm not fucking gay!" Hunter growls out, his fists collide with a poor locker as pack members look with shock. I'm frozen in place as Hunter lashes out, my heart beats fast as his cold black eyes set on me. He bares his canines and it breaks my trance, i hold up my arms in front of me in a stop motion as I step back slowly. "Hey, whoah whoah whoah, buddy." I start, moving back faster as he walks closer to me. "You." He growls out angrily. He lunges at me, his claws barely missing my throat, pack members gasp, whispering in horror and shock. Everybody thought he was ok with gay people, but apparently not. He tries one again but slips and lands on the ground hard. I take my opportunity to run away as he lays on the floor, I run into the boys bathroom and go into one of the stalls, fumbling with the door till it's locked tight. I try to calm down as my heart slams against my rib cage, I try to gasp for air but nothing happens. ==+== Life isn't always fair to some people, ask Ethan Rees for example. He's stuck with a asshole mate better known as Hunter Adams.

*Book number 1* *Previously known as Emo Boy+Popular Hottie=Love?!* When Noah suddenly loses his parents he doesn't expect to be put into the foster system, let alone get adopted almost right away. He loves his new family though and would do just about anything to be happy again in life. He didn't expect a romance to blossom though, especially not one with his new step brother... <><><><><><><><><><><><><> Cover made by me *Crappy description, I know haha. This is one of my first boyxboy stories so read with caution. It sucks in my opinion*

Nathan, a shy boy, is a closet gay. No one knows besides people close to him. He figures he'll never find a person who will love him. That is, until his best friend invites him to a party. He goes and meets Jake, the loud and proud gay werewolf who doesn't care about what others think. Being the Alpha's son, he's enjoying the partying scene before he has to take responsibility and become Alpha himself. Something just clicks between the two, and they immediately fall in love . Within the lessons of loving yourself and self-worth, what will happen when they are under attack, and the enemy is right beside them? Just read it... Please.. It's a good story, I promise! I really can't do these descriptions well!

Keegan is a boy who loves affection. He's usually quite peppy and excitable, but everything in life has turned against him. He ends up locking away his emotions and making himself distant from the world, trying to avoid further suffering. He's left a shell of his former self, struggling to get through life. He decides to take time away from his abusive life by going on a week long school trip to collect his thoughts. He is placed in situations he couldn't have imagined. Theo is a laid back jock. He can come off as aggressive and bossy, usually around his friends, though he has a heart and can be quite kind. His life is hectic and full of annoying people. His parents are inconsiderate, his friends are clingy and loud, and the rest of the school sucks up to him, which he doesn't received well. He just wants to be left alone. After deceiving his clingy friends he snuck away on the school trip, hoping he could finally get some peace and quiet. This trip would hold some surprises for him, and maybe even change his life. What future will await these two? Are they destined for greatness, or despair?

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.