When blunt and fed up teen, Brett Steadman, sends hate mail- a series of emails packed with profanity and mouthing off- to high school player, Jason White, he doesn't expect a reply. Especially from the school's God, the jock, and bad boy, himself. Brett also doesn't expect Jason's replies to be flirtatious when the leading on is supposed to be the other way around! After an incident at school between the two, Steadman devises up a plan to sabotage Jason White and to get even. But of course, nothing goes to plan. Chaos comes crashing down between the two boys, their group of friends, and the mystery identity- Xan Hangiff, Brett is email Jason under. And meanwhile the game maker just has the biggest rule to follow. Rule number four: Do NOT fall in love with Jason Emmett White. Brett just didn't expect it to be this hard.

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

"... 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.

It started with an assignement for school. Shadow a parent for a month. Sounds easy right? Wrong. Levy Newark just wanted the month to be over when the assignment started. He wasn't fond of the idea to shadow his mom at a clothing design company. Until he met the CEO Jeremiah Cole. He felt an instant connection to his mother's boss but knew there would be no future with that man, or he thought. Then Ian Kelly comes along, making Levy even more confused than he already was before. Is there any way Levy will figure out his feelings for the men without hurting either of them? Or himself.

Warning! This story will contain: •SMUT •Mpreg (Male Pregnancy) •Angst •Feelz And: •SHEITH!! Takes place season 1-2 (Basically branches off) After forming Voltron the team is preparing to face the evil Zarkon and his Galra Empire. But one member isn't how he seems. So when Shiro finds Keith in heat, it's quite a surprise that his teammate was Omega instead of Alpha. But the dream of the team is drawn to a halt when Shiro and Keith fool around a little too much. Now Keith has a heavy weight in his gut, and unable to face his fears, he decides that running may be the best option.

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort