Ryan's father is in troubles, forced to hide. He's well aware his son needs to attend the school, so he hires a bodyguard to keep an eye on him. Problem is, that Ryan doesn't want one. And this is where problems begins. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Credit for the cover: @picklecucumber358 Thank you so so much! ❤️

All our favorite YouTubers have just been invited to beta test new technology that allows a four dimensional interactive world. The secret is out when they get there that the game they get to play first is a simulation of the Hunger Games. Most are excited to try this, and everyone is even more excited for their interviews to speak about just how well they will do. Honestly, most are glad that it's not something scary like Five Nights at Freddy's, or Amnesia, because it couldn't be more terrifying than a horror game. Could it?

"His eyes - oh, God, his eyes - were an entirely different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came to fog up your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river seen running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they tricked you into a strange sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a man could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him." :D Thanks for checking this out! Awesome cover photo by someone who goes by the name Shuploc on Instagram - please feel free to check them out!

My name isn't Jacqueline, it's Jack. And I am a boy. Jack McLoughlin is a transgender 17-year-old in his Junior year at a new highschool. He's living alone in a small apartment and works every day at the Starbucks down the street. He's short and insecure, but has a passion for art. But he finds another love of his after he bumps into a tall boy in the hallway.

Evan. Or poor Evan. You're chilling after a day of video games with your friends in your regular Canadian home. You go for a quick stroll and BAM all of a sudden you're captured and get beaten, raped and pushed around. Now what if one of Evan's online friends figures out his secrets? Especially the one who cares the most. And is the most...well...lets just say...delirious. And you two fight so hard just to be safe. BUT! What if going through all that pain together leads to something beautiful?

Evan's been gone from YouTube for three years now and when he returns, what he found out wasn't what he expected. "Delirious is... well... he's getting married." Evan felt his heart skip a beat as everything around him seemed to vanish and all he could think of was 'I can't be too late.'

"Was Evan actually with Delirious?" Mini asked. Cartoonz knew that he had to tell them the truth, so he opened his mouth to say something, but someone else beat him to it "Yeah, I was." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A book that's an E3 2015 special! :] follows quite a few of the facts that happened in E3. H2OVanoss

"Shit! Are you okay?!" Says an unfamiliar voice. I groan and look up to see the light shining. A strange soccer player is looking straight at me. "Yeah... I'm fine!"

Delirious is a omega, But to all his friends they see him as alpha. when a day comes when they finally meet delirious. he finds out that he's not the only omega hiding in the group. what will the two omegas do when they fall for there alpha friends?

What am I doing with my life? I need to get out more. I need to make some friends. God I'm so pale. And my posture is terrible. I should stand up straighter. People would respect me more if I stood up straighter. What am I even talking about? There are no people. There is no one to talk to. This is the apocalypse. I'm dead. No ones gonna respect a dead person. A bullet to the head is probably all I'll get if I try to make friends. And even if they didn't try to shoot me, there is no guarantee I wouldn't eat them. Maybe I'm better off alone. Completely isolated. Forever. I wish I was alive. The living are so lucky. They get to eat and sleep and dream. I get to drag my feet, make groaning noises, and eat people. I'm so lonely. I want to dream. I want to live. I want to love. But no one wants a smelly flesh eating corpse for a boyfriend. I'll never get to sleep or dream or live or love, because that's what the living do. I'll just be stuck in this lifeless body for all eternity. I'd give anything to be alive again. I'd give anything to have love.