"Alec, you're drunk and confused. You don't want this," he said, but didn't try to move away. I could feel his breath on my lips, only a few inches separating our bodies. I looked up at him, the dim lighting making his eyes the deepest midnight blue, and he was staring down at me. "I don't know what I want." Then I leaned in and kissed him. Cover by @uselessauthor I am currently editing and publishing this story under a new name, The Detention Slip. This can be found on my profile too. Feel free to read both versions though and let me know what you think! #1 in LGBT 03/05/2020 Hope you enjoy! ALSO THIS STORY IS SET IN THE UK

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

*past* "Just leave Mary Grace." Teddy says to me with a blank stare, but I could see sadness built around them. "But Teddy, why-" I begin to say as a tear falls down my cheek. "No one wants you here loser. Ted never liked you. He just felt sorry for you." Savannah Oak says beside Teddy. I look to Teddy knowing that he'll stick up for me like he always does, but he is just staring at the floor. "Is that true?" I ask looking at him. He looks up and nods. "Dont you have a flight to catch?" Paige asks with a smirk. Tears Fall down my face, Savannah rolls her eyes and walks away. "Goodbye Mary Grace." Teddy says closing the door. I slowly turn around and hop back on my bike. How could he do this to me? We've been friends since we were little. He turned out to be just like the rest of them. He never did like me. I ride my bike home sobbing. "Mary Grace what happened?" My sister Anna Maria says running over to me. As I push my bike onto the driveway. "I never want to comeback here again!" I cry into her shoulder. *** Summary will be the first chapter! Hope you enjoy, first Teen Fiction Story. :) Btw. This is my story I made it up with my mere imagination, so don't steal thanks. COVER made by hannaxoxo_

Accused of an assault he doesn't remember, Ricky's senior year is made doubly complicated when he falls for the victim's best friend, Olivia - his only alibi. *** Growing up among New York's high society seems glamorous from the outside, but looks can be deceiving. 17-year-old Ricky, who's cultivated a long list of rumors because of his bad boy behavior, knows this first-hand. But when he's wrongly accused of sexually assaulting a classmate, things take a turn. Especially when discovering the victim's best friend, Olivia, is his only alibi. With feelings quickly growing stronger between them, Ricky can't help falling for Olivia's kind nature, yet complications lurk around every corner, made worse still by the dark secret Ricky's been hiding for years, and his biggest fear is someone uncovering the truth behind the bad rumors. What will happen to Olivia and Ricky when the secret finally comes out? It's a long way down from high society to rock bottom. Content Warning: This story is a depiction of real life. It, therefore, contains mature content in the form of sexual assault, explicit language, violence (involving minors), sex, drinking, and drug use. Just like real life does. By continuing, you understand you'll be reading themes of a more mature nature, and that some might be triggering. (16+) Readers say: "I love this book with all my heart! - Absolutely worth its price." "I haven't been able to put it down!" "Olivia and Ricky are really melting my heart." "I'm loving how the story is progressing. Perfectly paced." "I think it's one of the most realistic stories I have read on here!" "Great details and descriptions throughout the story." "I love the unexpected twists, turns, and non-cliché characters." "I hope a lot of people will take that chance to read your story, it is really worth it." ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ All 5-STAR ratings on GoodReads. [[word count: 300,000-350,000 words]]

Sophie Delaney was just minding her own business seeing in the new year from the peacefulness of her own home. Until one wrong number call changed that. Daniel Whitaker is furious. Beyond furious. How dare his girlfriend cheat on him, and with his own brother nonetheless. That bitch. Cue lots of drinking, a drunken call and a huge misunderstanding that would change it all. --- Written as telephone calls between Sophie Delaney and Daniel Whitaker. Sophie is the normal print. Daniel is the bold print. --- Aim? 365 days worth of conversations between one woman and one man. Enjoy the ride. --- 2018 Winner | The Fiction Award | Short Story

[Completed] "What if someone you never met. Someone you never saw. Someone you never talked to , was the only someone for you?" Lana's met Kurt. Lana's seen Kurt and Lana's never talked to Kurt. One encounter, one act of kindness from her, leads to phones being switched up and text messages being sent. All rights reserved ©CriticallyIntense

A woman on the edge... Christa Evans is having a rough night. She's lied to and harassed, then she loses her job. And that's before the crash that sends her car careening to the bottom of a cliff. She'd be dead if not for the big, bearded recluse who pulls her from the wreckage and carries her back to his cabin in the woods. The quintessential loner... Wounded hero Micah Graham has no time for visitors. So, when he brings home the woman who nearly died on his mountain, he'll take her in, but he doesn't plan to let her stay. Then the storm hits. Heating up the Holidays...together While the snow piles up, trapping the two strangers together in the middle of nowhere, Christa and Micah find common ground in the attraction burning between them, proving that not only do opposites attract, they combust. As things come to a head, the question is: What happens once the ice melts?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

Meet seventeen-year-old Amelia Stark and welcome to her tragic life. Unfortunate circumstances have brought her and her twin sister, Anna, to California where living with their astray father is an inevitability. In an attempt to bring some normality back into their lives, the two attend a party where they meet arrogant and cocky (not to mention incredibly sexy) Aidan Richards. Unintentionally, Amelia spends more and more time with Aidan and slowly uncovers his secrets. Secrets that have the potential to blow up. Falling in love was never her intention and it sure as hell wasn't part of Aidan's plan either. 'The Bad Boy's Secret' has a gripping sequel; 'The Bad Boy's Decision'.