Taite Jefferson certainly did not expect the world's biggest superstar to be sitting on his living room couch when he woke up the day after his high school graduation. He didn't expect to like him, either. Taite Jefferson was very, very wrong.

This is the story of Axel and Tuck: a tale of debauchery, douchebaggery, felony, and plain stupidity. It is a tale written by two best friends with nothing better to do with their law degree than write the story of their anything-but-monotonous life. DISCLAIMER: This story is a satire. Enjoy at your own risk :)

Andrew, a twenty-six-year-old literature graduate, has been through more drama than many his age. From suffering obesity to arthritis, and then anorexia after drastic attempts to lose body fat, Andrew grows more conscious of his body. He shields himself from the rest of the world in a reserved cabin tucked away in a small town where he dwells in solitude and self-pity. But things can't stay the same forever and Andrew's carefully planned out walls fall around him with the arrival of his uncle's fiancee's son, Ethan. Ethan will more than disrupt Andrew's 'perfect' life. He'll also teach him the sole act of acceptance.

EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT!! Hot tempered and impulsive Derek James and Calm and composed Evan Staton has been best buds since the 3rd grade. Nicknamed the Two Musketeers in middle school, they went on to high school as well sought after popular guys. Still, Evan was the one who has gotten the most attention from all the girls mainly due to his celebrity good looks and style. Where ever he went, girls sighed and guys stepped back with grudging respect. But then he had to go and drop a scandalous bomb on Derek. "I'm gay." Determined and in denial, Derek makes it his mission to "reform" his best friend back to his full "non-gay" glory. But what happens when Derek starts to feel things he shouldn't? And DO things he shouldn't? Uh oh. Was being gay contagious? Was he suffering from "copy cat" syndrome or was this something else? Join Derek in his humorous adventure in attempting to save his friend from straying to what he called "the path of no return" when he's slowly straying there himself! Throw in a Yaoi maniac for a sister and a surprising situation that puts Derek and Evan in a very compromising position and we got ourselves the biggest scandal of the school year!

Price Bigg + Jeremy Smalle = Best Friends. If Price Bigg x Googly Eyes at his best friend = ALWAYS and Jeremy Smalle + Basic Comprehension Skills = Syntax Error, solve the following problem: Price Bigg can't quite solve his goofy best friend, Jeremy Smalle, amateur high school swimmer and professional alien conspiracy theorist. He devices the equation A+B=4(x) to try and solve him, but he can't quite complete, or solve it. Jeremy thinks he may have made another mistake by suggesting that his newly out friend take Jeremy on a date. Everything's coolio and majorly fabuloso at first. But then the hand holding and the constant math jokes and the standing so close to each other start to make him think he's the biggest idiot ever. He can't quite tell why he feels so strange about them. He expresses this feeling with the equation fu=x. Task: Solve for X. Round your answer to the nearest heartbeat.

[THIS IS A SAMPLE] Read the full story on Radish fiction. The link is in my Wattpad Bio. ---- Alexander isn't your typical nerd. He'll say what he wants, do what he wants, and verbally bash you while doing it. That's what Travis, a soccer player assigned to be tutored by Alexander, hates most about him. Confusing feelings, a drunken party, and a month of tutoring was all it took to get Travis to realize he was head over heels for the sharp-tongued Alex. Now, if only he knew where Alex's sarcasm switch was.

Ah, screw it! I'm not your dog, not your whore, and certainly not your lover. I'm Prof. Steve Finley. I teach English Lit to snot-nosed students. I'm a failed writer - those who cannot do, teach. Don't give me that look, Jack. You're a shady gangster and you don't know anything about writing or about me... Stop hiding my clothes. Stop leaving me notes with orders. Stop being so adorable when you're supposed to be the bad guy. We're in this messed up situation because of you. You're the jerk here, aren't you? Be cruel. Be awful. Because I'm falling and there's a long way down to rock bottom. Who the Hell am I? I'm Not Steve. ___This is a Psychological Romance___in which Every Detail Matters___ Reader feedback (:D): "I have 20 minutes to study 3 years of work for my maths tests... what am I going to do instead? READ MY FAVOURITE BOOK!" - Beano (@Starb0y) " I've been on this site for far too looooong, and sadly you can easily count just how many quality gay mature stories are in here. So when I stumbled upon yours I found myself immersed, made me interested in Wattpad again. Totally love this book, keep up the great work. " - @fishballsamurai Book 1 of the Kairos series. COMPLETED. Enjoy, leave a comment and follow for updates. :) **Graphic Content 18+ **This is a Gay Erotic Novel of sorts**WARNING**You might enjoy it**

Jack Nickels is 17 and a senior in high school, he has the looks, the popularity, the girls begging to be his, money, a stable family unit and he was quarterback on the school team. But one night his sister brings home her boyfriend to meet the family and everything changes. Quiet Reed Sparrow never really had any friends, so when he lands the quarterbacks sister, he expected things to change. But no-one could have prepared him for what really happened... Meeting your girlfriend's family was scary, but for Reed talking to Jack Nickels was an even scarier concept. They guy screamed man and oozed testosterone, Reed was a junior but he knew of Jacks notorious streak, everyone did. So when Reeds life starts gravitation around someone it shouldn't he vows not to be seduced, but when the Jack Nickels starts to pay you attention it's extremely hard to say no... (P.S gigolo is meant in the term that a man's thing on the side is his mistress. So a woman's thing on the side doesn't have a name so I'm calling it a gigolo. But I might consider incorporating the gigolo concept into the story :D)