My dad is the football coach of Elwood High. He's won nearly every single game for every year he has worked there. He's muscular, intelligent and popular. He had everything. Then, well then, he had me. I was supposed to be the kid with the skills to match his. Maybe even exceed his own. But I am the last person you would find outside on the field. Or any game if I am being honest. So to say the least I'm a disappointment to my father. So much, I don't even think he thinks as me as his child. He is always throwing these subtle hints my way about how I'm too thin or how much he would love to have more players on the team. I would play sports if I could-believe me. But I'm just not into athletics like my father wants me to be. Plus, I have this odd tendency to screw up everything I touch. Which is how I got into this mess to begin with. It started when I spilled coffee all over the football quarterback-Derek Williams. He's a nice guy-for a football player. But I absolutely hate him with every fiber of my being. If there was one thing my father wanted from his son-well it would be all of him. He's athletic, smart, good looking, and funny. You don't get much better than that. And my father tells me. Everyday. But here comes another problem. I'm gay and my father doesn't know. He would probably hate me, or blame my non-athleticism on some stupid stereotype on my sexuality. No, hiding this from my dad was never really issue. I was good at keeping secrets, probably better than I should have been. The issue you may ask? Well his name was Derek. The very guy I resented, just so happened to have his own dirty little secret. ___________________ Copyright. © 5upernatura1 2014. All rights reserved.

16 year old, Jacob Matthews and his mother just moved to a new town. It's his first day at his new school and all he wants to do is run home. He's expecting the day to go horribly wrong. But instead, he meets a cool goth chick and her very energetic, cute friend. He hopes that he can finally have friends and not be dragged down by his social anxiety and depression. But he isn't very confident. ----------- Hi! I'm not really good at descriptions but I hope you read my story anyway. This is a bxb story. (that means a gay relationship) If you're not cool with that then, feel free not to read it. (Slow updates 'cause I'm a lazy piece of shit)

"I'm the person who's bed your gonna end up in baby doll," he says, his eyes burning holes into me as I get my books out of my locker. "Fuck boy," I mumble. "Sorry what was that?" he asks. "I called you a fuck boy, now get lost," I say.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

COMPLETED (BOOK 5) *Also a stand-alone book!* Jacob had been shy his entire life. He was reserved, had an introverted soul, and struggled to communicate with even those closest to him. Jacob had a deep secret, which made him feel alone and scared, and he considered giving up his battle, until his secret wasn't as private as he once thought. In this twisting story full of mind tugging plots and surprising turns, life as Jacob knew it would all change because of one single stranger. "I want him so bad," Hunter grumbled and longingly stared at his mate from across the room. "Just relax Alpha," his friend whispered so nobody could hear. "He can't know yet." "I know." Hunter's feelings were growing stronger with each passing day for his fellow classmate, Jacob Jones.

#3 on Featured list! "I need you to be my wife." he said lifting her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "But, we don't love each other." protested Brielle as he crashed his lips against her own. She couldn't think as she kissed him back, intoxicated by his scent and the skillful way his body moved against her own. "Please." he said huskily looking into her eyes. "Say yes." "Yes." Brielle found herself saying. After all she never had a choice when it came to him. *** After Brielle rushed an elderly man to the hospital, she used up all her savings to foot the bill. But she didn't expect the man's son to arrive, within minutes of her payment. He's rich, he's handsome and he's single. He's the biggest businessman in the continent. And the elderly man she rescued was his beloved father. A simple thank you and a cheque would not suffice. She's too simple for her own good and he's too good to be true. Read on to find out how a mismatched pair's lives intertwine. A big thank you to @CovermakerH for the amazing cover #Romance #Comedy #Fun #love #action #drama

#1 Teen Fiction - 25.04.18 {Completed} "No one has ever spoken to me like that." "And why is that? Because you're the 'bad boy'?" "Exactly sweetheart. You'd be best to remember it." Ashley Anderson switched apartments four times before she found one that actually looked like it did on the website - no grubby shower, no busted sink and no 'DIY wardrobe' - the only problem was she wasn't expecting a roommate. Ashley Anderson and Mason Murphy both study at the local university, only thing is they are complete opposites; Ashley is a hard-working, non-drinker, non-smoker who is tidy and never home late, while Mason is the uni bad boy with a bad rep and a girl on either arm. How will they get on? First draft - Excuse any spelling errors or mistakes. [cover by: Imperfect_beautyy]

At least it wasn't vampires. That was Angelica's only consolation as she sat beside the bath. She glanced the boy lounging in the bath and playing with the bubbles. How did it come to this? Angelica Aubrey had an ordinary life. She lived with both her parents, had two little brothers and had a relatively normal family, with the exception of the twins of course. So how on Earth had she come into possession of a merman?! Laiken is a merman...he prefers the term mermaid though. He just wondered into the aquarium one day and started up a conversation with the obscenely rude turtles. Angelica has no idea how she's supposed to "return him to the ocean" or why he decided to live in her bathtub of all places but it's happened. Not that she's complaining or anything, because there has to be some advantages to having a merman living in your house, right?

"I am never going to love you," I hissed as I backed into the wall. "I will never let you touch me, mate me or make me yours. I hate you." His face lit up with a villainous grin as he rested his hands on the wall next to my head. "You say all those things," he growled lowly. "Yet I know what I do to you, I know how I make you feel, little mate." His hand cupped my cheek and I struggled to keep my eyes open as I clenched my jaw. "You will love me. You will let me touch you and I will mate you and make you mine." I trembled a little as his thumb ghosted over my lip and his eyes glowed harsh amber. My body felt like it was on fire. Why was he making it so hard to hate him? ~ When her pack is ravaged in a violent war, Ella struggles with the fact that her mate is the Alpha who initiated the attack on her pack, which killed her entire family. After being raised to hate the Jaxton Pack her whole life, Ella is torn with her desire to mate with the glorious looking wolf that is her mate, who has the ability to set her body alight with just a few words, or stay true to the beliefs she had grown up with.