Adam and Steve are best friends, and the last two people on earth. They don't know how it happened or why. They don't see it as something they should be worrying about, they only see it as an adventure in front of them. They do everything they couldn't before, the world is theirs . . . until it isn't anymore.

On his first moon, Aden finds a white werewolf with red markings staring back at him in his reflection. He is definitely a sub but with a little extra fire. It's okay. Aden was expecting it. Titus, on the other hand, couldn't be happier. He takes Aden home where the pack is waiting. They are thrilled about the new addition. They instantly embrace Aden as one of them, and he starts adjusting to life as a werewolf. The rules of the pack are hard at first. Aden clings to some of his human tendencies and finds himself getting annoyed when ranking disputes cause problems among his packmates. His own marriage has a few bumps, but Titus and Aden work threw it together. Eventually, Aden comes to understand the rules of the pack are there to protect him. A sub with beautiful white fur is bound to attract attention from dominants looking for that perfect sub. Because in this world, even the strongest werewolves' mates are at risk of being stolen.

-Demon Series: Book 1- Aden Perri has problems. The last day of school his girlfriend calls it quits. And proceeds to move on a little too quickly. His friends disappear, leaving him to spend the summer alone. His mother buys a dog. Aden hates dogs. The scar on his leg confirms it. And his new job titles are garbage collector and toilet scrubber. At least he'll be out in nature, excepted he hates the outdoors. Aden's ready to barricade himself in his room, until school starts back up in the fall. His mother won't allow it, and his father is ready to do some character building. They drag him out and drive him to Beaver Lake. His father loads him with a bucket and a mop and sends him off to clean campground toilets. The local campers just laugh at the poor garbage boy wandered around picking up after them. All but one. One very strange, shirtless, barefoot boy who Aden will never understand. But the boy makes it bearable, so he'll let him stick around. It's not like Titus is really going to give Aden a choice anyways.

if you are very easily triggered, please don't read this. i don't think this is very graphic, but please be cautious i don't want anyone hurting themselves. inspired by forest by twenty one pilots

"Sie wünschte sich manchmal, sie könnte seine Gedanken lesen. Doch dann fragte sie sich, ob sie mit der Wahrheit leben könnte." In Honors Grundschulzeit gab es einen Jungen, an den sie sich ewig erinnern würde. Er war anders, als die anderen Jungs. Seine Haut war täglich bedeckt mit blauen Flecken und er hatte diese kleine Narbe unter seinem Auge. Er war ein Außenseiter, keiner konnte ihn leiden. Nur Honor. Sie wollte mit ihm spielen, während die anderen Kinder aus der Klasse Angst vor ihm hatten, weil ihn die Lehrer als ein grauenvolles Kind bezeichneten. Sie war ein glückliches Kind, mit einer glücklichen Familie, sie wollte, dass der traurige Junge auch glücklich werden würde. Doch er mochte Honor nicht, er mochte niemanden. Und dann, in der dritten Klasse, verschwand er. Der kleine Junge mit den Locken und den grünen Augen verschwand und kam nie wieder zurück. Doch was, wenn Honor diesen kleinen Jungen Jahre später wieder sieht? Wird sie all diese Rätsel lösen? Wird sie die kranke, gläubige Mutter von Harry überleben und endlich herausfinden, welches Band zwischen ihr und ihm wirklich steht? Für jemanden zu kämpfen, den man liebt, kann schwer sein, doch für jemanden zu kämpfen, mit dem du jeden Tod sterben würdest, ist schwieriger. written by @articulair

There are different types of listening. Some are bad. (LGBT themes).

I'm sorry if this story is bothering you. But if it is, it's clearly not meant for you. "What's depression like?" A friend once asked. I didn't know what to say. Because when people ask you things like "What's wrong" and "How are you?" and "Can I help you?" I never know what to say. I end up lying. I end up answering "nothing" and "Fine" and "No". Though what I really want to answer is "Everything" and "I'm not okay" and "Yes, please". What depression is like? Writing what it's like is easier than telling what it's like. Only a few will totally understand what it's like. And for those people I wrote this.

"Dich zu verlieren war etwas, womit ich nicht umgehen konnte." Das Schicksal verbindet Menschen, das Schicksal trennt Menschen. Aber manchmal weiß das Schicksal nicht, was es will und dann schlägt es zurück, und das mit Anlauf in violetten Socken, Metaphern, Küssen, Dramen, Eifersucht und großen Auftritten. Allerdings spielen Harry und Violet nicht ganz mit. Denn Harry mag Violet nicht und Violet mag Harry nicht. written by @articulair