Bobby is straight. I'm gay. This should be simple. Why, then, is it so complicated? ***** Caleb hated the fact that he was falling for his best friend. Aside from the stress of unrequited love and the issue of Bobby's "ex", the mere notion of his best friend was enough to rip his heart a new one. He was lucky that Bobby was far enough to avoid accidentally-or purposely-breaking Caleb's heart. Until he moves back to L.A. And, oh, the twists and turns the story provides.

"𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 ..."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't touch you even if my life depended on it" he hisses angrily. I dare not move a single muscle, afraid that it will show how much the comment hurts. He tosses his bag onto the floor, making me flinch. With a growl he storms out of the room and slams the door, leaving me trembling and hurt. Elmer has always been unwanted by his mate. Cassian, or Scar as most know him, is a dark one. Stronger, wilder and more savage; the dark ones are feared by most. They are the stuff of legend and myth, most of all because they are known to be mateless. But not Cassian. By a curel whim of the moon he has been granted a mate, but their bond is nothing either of them wants.

Simon starts to feel nauseous in the mornings, day after day, and some chat with Clary later, plus a few drugstore tests in between, everything makes sense now. Completed, now includes two extra episodes that serve as the epilogue.

Kirishima has always been the insecure and shy merman that use to get bullied by the school bullies of Mizu Aqua Academy. That is until one day the prince of Mermainia, Bakugou Katsuki, shows up to save Kirishima. What could possibly happen after that? Will they become friends? Or perhaps more...? Credits for cover: Risart

Watson Young has always been a bright kid, no one could deny that, but even the most intelligent people can make the dumbest mistakes. Keep the dumbest secrets hidden. Watson was rather good at that, considering that no one knows about the stuff he deals with at home. Elijah Andrews, one of the wealthiest kids in the school, but doesn't necessarily describe Elijah, no, that describes his financial state. Elijah's not stupid, he knows his friends are pretty fake, seen the drooling stare with money in their eyes, blinding them from seeing Elijah as something more than walking money. Elijah had a busy schedule, which was probably why he never noticed Watson, the small cello player in the school's orchestra. He never saw the guy who sat in the back of his classes, never speaking a word to everyone. But neither did anyone else, if they had, maybe they would have noticed the bruises covering Watson's arms from a mixture of bullies and his drunken father. What happens when the school's wealthiest attendee notices the quiet cello playing boy with too many unexplainable bruises?

"You killed them! Don't forget that!" She threw a bottle at my head but I ducked and dodged.I cried begging her to stop. I know I should be used to this by now but I'm not. Everyday. Everywhere. Home. Abused by the old hag I'm to call my mother. School. Bullied by my childhood friend. Friendless. Broken. Insecure.... Quirkless. The exact opposite of what I was. I've been through tons of shit and the only people who cared and would care are dead. 2 my fault the other an accident. I want to end this. I can't anymore. I'm Katsuki Bakugou, and this is my story.

I reached over to open the door when his hand grabbed mine and he spun me around, pressing me against the door with his whole body. I could feel how hard he was against me. His chest I mean. I felt my breathing hitch and I lifted my eyes to meet his nervously. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice nervous. He licked his bottom lip and pressed against me even harder. He parted my thighs easily with his knee and a hand found my back forcing me to arch into him. "How long will you be defending me, max?" He asked, as I did my best to glare up at him. Something about this guy was keeping me from calling for help although he really did have me pushed up against my own door in my own office making my knees shake. "A-a year max." I said, and he smirked down at me. The innocence I didn't know he held gone. "Get the fuck off of me or I'll scream." "You won't do that." He said, calmly, moving his hips slightly against me. I gasped at the motion and then cursed the blush speeding across my face. "Why won't I?" "Because I pay well. And I know you need the money." "What would I need that money for?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "Your brother." "H-how did you?" "I have ways Xiama. One of those ways is to see who'll be defending me and to know everything about her. And don't tell me to get the fuck off because all I've heard is fuck and you don't want me to get the wrong idea."

Zayn a troubled teenager try to cope with his parents' divorce. Not even four months after the papers are signed, his mother decide to date another man. A much younger man on top of that.

It is the story of twenty three year old girl who falls for her twenty nine year old married boss. One unfortunate night when her boss calls her to pick him up from the bar at drunk state one thing leads to another making her pregnant with his baby. When she finds out and prepares herself to tell to her boss the wife comes along with the anouncement of counseling for their broken marriage and her alcoholic habits. Nothing comes out as solution than resigning prior one month notice and leave.