"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

"Alpha, where are you?" I ask. And suddenly he looks down at me. His eyes normal once again. I saw a flash of anger in the blue depths, along with desperate frustration. In one swift move, he was off me and pacing the floor of the cave. I instantly miss his heat and sat up in confusion. I called out, scared and disappointed in myself. "Have I done something?" My voice reveals my feeling of fear and I am ashamed to show fear to my Alpha. But if I had dissatisfied him, he would send me away, and I would be without an Alpha, drifting in the world, open for any male seeking release. No, I needed an Alpha. I needed his knot. I needed his scent and his strength. I needed his seed. He turned to look at me, his naked glory widening my eyes. He was muscular and beautiful, his body, a temple of the gods, but my eyes where fixed on his male sex. He was hairless, just as I was. I was sure all our species was down there. His manhood stood up at attention, his heavy seed sacks hanging low. He was big and thick, long and hard. His tip seeping seed, eager for me. But still, he stood far away, out of my reach. "My body pleases you." He stated. His voice sounded grave. I looked up at his face with some difficulty. "You are magnificent. The first male I have seen naked." He turned away. "My goddess has forbidden me to take your virginity." I squinted in confusion. "What goddess?" "The goddess of our Species. I am her beloved one and she speakes to me even in her endless sleep. And she has ordered me now, to give your virginity as a gift to my Beta." *Trigger Warning* This book contains rape, menage, violence and various other acts that are not for the weak of heart or for readers under the age of 18.

They call me cry baby, cry baby but I don't fucking care. His whole life he's been an ophan, no one wants a cry baby he told himself every day which only made his heart break more. But it turns out someone did want him, but his adoption had a catch. Everything does. Warning: Boyxboy Cursing/children cursing Bullying Abandonment

Oscar is throw out of this home at the age of 15 for being gay. His dad and his bullies all made sure before he left to make his life a living he'll. So when Oscar is 17 someone comes in and gives him a second chance to live.

Maddie can't remember the last 2 years, but she knows Ethan is the handsome boy who's been haunting her dreams. Do they have an insta-spark, or a past? *** When a skiing accident leaves sixteen-year-old Maddie Monroe with a brain injury, erasing all her memories from the past two years, her personality undergoes a massive transformation. Long gone is the carefree girl she used to be, and old friends feel like complete strangers. One of the strangest side effects the accident leaves her with are her dreams -- or more specifically, the boy who plagues them. She has no idea who he is, but he comes to her most nights; handsome, funny and charming as hell. When he shows up seated beside her in English class one day, she feels an instant connection to him - and as their relationship develops, Maddie can't help but feel like there's a hidden past between them. Have they met before? Who is Ethan Ryder? [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Just two boys on Valentine's Day.

[Book 3 in the Hughes Brothers Trilogy] Emmett wants to be normal. After a car accident leaves him blind Emmett Hughes only wants to see again. Maybe then he will be able to attract the one person who means the most to him. He wants to have the kind of love his brothers have. But life never goes as planned. Kyle Everett is living in the Big Apple, going to school and volunteering at the local hospital. He's trying to forget his past and the person he left at home who broke his heart. When a familiar face is brought into the ER Kyle has to confront his demons. New tragedies force Emmett to learn to live again and possibly find the happily ever after he's been searching for, just not with who he would expect. Copyright © 2013 MissCris

REWRITTEN VERSION OF MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND [Book 1 in the Hughes Brothers Trilogy] Justin has a secret. For so long Justin Hughes has had to deal with the realization that he is gay. He doesn't know when it happened, or how or even why. All he knows is that he's in love with his brother's best friend. His brother's straight best friend. Isaac Benson is loyal to his best friend Noah Hughes but when he finds out Noah's little brother Justin is in love with him he'll have to decide what's more important: his friendship with Noah or keeping old demons at bay. And just when things start to change for the better a mysterious person will shake their lives like never before and put them on a deadly path they never saw coming. Copyright © 2017 MissCris

Edward Manuel Torres, born Eduardo Manuel Torres, knows what it means to feel pain. Not the simple pain you feel when you get a paper cut or scrap your knee. No, the pain he feels is the kind that rips the soul and leaves scars where no one can see them. The kind that forces you to grow up and face the reality that is life. After watching the boy you love die, right before your eyes, you lose faith in life and love. You make a wall to protect yourself, even when you know you shouldn't. Even when you know you're hurting someone who may love you more than you thought was possible. So... when you've lost everything that's important, what's left? Only Hope Copyright © 2013 MissCris