Keagan is the definition of bad boy. College man with a body that could make even God moan and an attitude to put the devil to shame. Between classes and drinking parties , sex and boys, Keagan had it all. Until Jamison. Small, skinny , anti-social. Will he be able to tame the sex god or be eaten alive?

His mate's an alpha. He's an omega. Most think he is weak. But he couldn't be far from that. He strengthens the pack, defying the logic of status, and the fearful alpha couldn't cherish him more.

[BoyxBoy Romance] Freshman, sophomore, and junior year. Those are the years that Evan and Christian have known each other. Those are the years that they have hated each other. Or maybe not. ~ ~ ~ Evan Reed expects his senior year to be like all of his other years at Lockwood Academy. He expects that the teachers will be mean and the subjects will be hard. He figures that Christian Lockwood will be as arrogant as ever and the rivalry between them will go on. And maybe it will. But maybe things change.

[SAMPLE] In a world ravaged by holy war, Ari clings to one truth: mouths lie, but blood does not. Haunted by the past and desperate for answers, he turns to Auovin-a demon whose secrets could unravel everything he believes. What follows is a journey of uneasy revelations and slow-burning desire, where love tangles with betrayal, and redemption is never free of damnation. Guided-and tormented-by Auovin, Ari must confront not only the hidden truths of the war but the shifting foundations of his own morality. Daevas: Volume One begins an emotionally charged saga spanning three volumes. It is a story of truth's cost, the pull of self-discovery, and the peril of being seen in a broken world. For readers of Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire, Daevas is a queer dark fantasy novel where love, monstrosity, and identity intertwine in devastating ways.

I just smirked at the way they all looked down on me. The way they all try to trip me down and glare like they can kill me with one look. I could easily laugh their stupidity and small minds as I make it through the day the way I've always done it. By myself. With no friends. No family. I don't cry myself to sleep hoping that my prince will come and save me... I don't beg those dimwitted jocks to stop giving me a hard time whenever they get the chance. I don't try to fit in when the person I'll hurt the most is myself by lying. I don't wish that my dead parents will come back when I know they won't. I don't do this because I, Carter Summers, am a strong willed person that knows the sad fact that this.... This... is my reality..... When Carter gets a small request from a teacher for his creative way of writing. He temporarily joins the newspaper club to gain extra credit to assure his scholarship. His job is to answer questions from the entire Newton High's students and give them advice. But since the entire population hates him for being homosexual, he does this in secret by answering within the papers, and goes by the name of... Reality. ***Cover by RougeHopes*** #19 in Teen Fiction

"... Isn't that... My shirt?" "Huh?! Then how did it end up in my locker?!" We both froze, my face turning red as I looked down at the baggy material. How could I not have noticed? And why did he have to walk in just now? Christian watched me, his face slightly red as he moved closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for the punch, the kick, the pain... But it never came. Instead, I felt something different. Soft lips on top of mine, moving slowly and sweetly. I opened my eyes. Christian Nelson, the most popular jock in the school, was currently making out with me in a gym locker room.

Austin Tim O'Brian was your average 18 year old that worked with his uncle at their family bar. Austin lives on his own but still lives close to his uncle which raised him since he was a young boy. He lost his mother when he was a young boy and his father was murdered by an unknown person 2 years after his mother's death. Life goes on though until he meets this man at the bar in a expensive suit. The man sat in the curved booth alone with his alcoholic beverage watching everyone's actions. It was like he was waiting for something that'll never come. He had a strong jawline, bluish grey eyes, tanned skin, black slick back hair that looked like it was made fresh everyday, and he also wore a very flashy watch on his wrist. People in the bar started to decline at 2:00 am but some stayed. i walked over to the man to refill his drink. And he asked me..... "Aren't you Austin?"

Sup, name's Sno. I live a below average life, meaning it's kinda crappy. But hey, I've got some pretty cool things too. Like my best friend Eileen, with her dramatic and outgoing self with her fun pink hair, my adoptive parents are really cool, and my little adoptive sister is adorable too. But being a gay in a fairly small town is what sucks. If you're different in my high school, then you're not worth much. and I was prepared to deal with the crap going on just the way it was. But of course things change when a new guy moves here. And it's not that he's new that draws so much attention. This guy could be a GOD with the way he looks. built, tanned perfectly, in other words a total knock out. But there's something else with him that's just.....different......and I feel like I'm going to find out whether if I want to or not.

This is my first bxb story so I hope you like it

What happens when a rich Russian boy meets somebody he shouldn't? Nico is a outstanding highschool student with a perfect family and friends, but his life and personality is far more complicated as it seems. But what happens when his whole life changes just because of one unexpected encounter? Changes he never expected neither wanted or maybe he wanted a change? Guns, Blood, Death, Love... Happy End? The Beautiful Cover was made by the lovely @BecomingApocalypse WARNING This story contains swearing and manxman action. If you don't like this then don't read it! (This is my first story and english is not my main language so I'm sorry when there are many spelling and typing errors)( I'm bad at writing descriptions, sorry)