"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

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)

Nathen Dawson is so in love with his girlfriend, Tracy. The two of them are as happy as any couple can be, and there is literally nothing that can get in the way of their love. Well....at least that's what Nathen thought. That's what he thought until someone who has been there for him his entire life starts to end up in the picture. That someone is none other than his best friend, Trevor. Confused and trapped in a serious love-triangle, Nathen begins to hide much more from his girlfriend. What his girlfriend doesn't know....is that he's also in love with his best friend. His male best friend. (boyxboy)

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*