Jace never imagined it would be Mitch. Mitch is his best friend’s little brother. Mitch is like family. Mitch is mysterious and secretive. Mitch has been like a brother to Jace ever since they were toddlers. Mitch is straight. So how the hell did Jace fall in love with Mitch?
Haunted. Terrified. Alone. Those three words seem to be the only emotions that seventeen year old Gabriel Adams knows how to feel. At the age of thirteen, when other boys were chasing after pretty girls and playing in the dirt, Gabriel had been kidnapped and molested. Now, several years later, Gabriel still can't retu...
Alex Jackson is a cocky but cynical twenty four year old with aspirations of being a musician. He's stuck in a dead-end job in a monotonous life with the same people everyday. He's afraid of commitment because he knows what the consequences are. What happens when new boy River moves in opposite him? With confusion and...
Justin and Kade. Two very close friends, who are both (supposedly) straight. Until one kiss equals a bunch of uncontrollable feelings and a confession from both sides.
This story is about a girl called Madison Michaels and her life growing up. After a big fight between her brother and her bully when she was 10, she transfers to another school and starts out fresh there. She knows that her new school is in the same school district as her old one which means that she'll have to face h...
Aria has always laid low in school with her tight-knit group of friends. When she meets Nash at a party, he's rude, he's blunt, and he's got more baggage than he can carry. Aria immediately dislikes him. But the line between hate and love is very thin, and a continuous game of Never Have I Ever may change everything.
Something strange is happening to Aiden Gray...he's afraid he just might be gay. Even stranger...he might like his best friend, Simon Fault. When Junior year rolls around, Aiden battles himself as he meets different people, starts doing sketchy things, and doesn't know quite what to do with himself...
'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...