When everything else and everyone else is letting him down, it's just Kevin who shows up like a knight in shining armor. A knight who's already in love with someone else and who keeps making Jamie's heart beat just a little too fast. -- Slash.

If Darren didn't already have Ava, he was pretty sure he'd have let Riley take him whole. -- Bisexuality, slash. Oneshot.

On All Hallow's Eve, three friends sit and wait for the visitors who never fail to arrive. Runner-up in the October contest at La Campanella Awards.

Good things come in fours; they aren't four anymore.

The dust soon settles in this tired old beach town.

Your gravestone marks no body, underneath the wreaths.

I'll be where the wind blows, you'll see. Note: the original version wasn't formatted as it is now. FictionPress ate it. Certain lines were spaced differently, for emphasis. I can't decide if I like it more or less this way.

The cliff my house sits on is slowly eroding into the sea, my mother is determined to go with it and there’s a beautiful, too young boy who thinks he can fix all my problems. But cliffs don’t grow back and the tide keeps coming.

He gave you wings, though they're not as snow white and pristine and beautiful as his, and you're looking down at what you used to be and feeling glad that's not who you are anymore. ONE SHOT

James Nathan broke her heart. In all honesty, Gracie probably should have seen this one coming. -TAKEN DOWN FOR EDITING-

I want to tell them that eventually they would have died, virus or no virus, but the words are futile. They won’t listen. They never do.

A woman dies and sees the world for the first time.

A series of sonnets.

but it won't last forever because you don't last forever.

I just want to dream in pastel colors.

Jayden does not understand why he has suddenly seemed to become invisible to everyone around him. But with some weirdness, a bit of angst and a fall out of a tree, a chance meeting promises to help him find reality. Slightly m/m

Warning: Disturbing Imagery. Before she is shipped off to a hospice, an old woman tells a tale of her youth - where she and her classmates devised a plan to bury their elementary school teacher alive.

To Luke, the only thing that matters in life is Knight. When Knight claims to hate him, he must do his best to find a new meaning to his whole life. [SLASH SHONEN AI BOYxBOY MXM]

This is an insider’s look into the life and times of the boy who made headlines worldwide and the sissy-boy who never had a chance. MxM

Kyle doesn't take shit from anyone and that includes the newest member of his family, his adopted brother Colin. But what if Colin's just strong on the surface? Slash, Yaoi, MM

My daddy always used to call me his "brave little girl"...

The thing with having a boyfriend who's bi? He happens to like girls. SLASH, oneshot.

“Oh it’s real alright,” muttered Jake bitterly. ”And it’ll get realer. Because this is what happens, Owen. Good things always die. Always. Life snuffs them out so we don’t get too complacent, just so we know who’s in charge.”

Dream, reality, nightmare, living hell, they exist in the eyes of the ones who believe. Truth or memory? Knowledge or wisdom? Partly non-fiction. ONESHOT.

Oneshot, SLASH. The line between love and hate is vague. Especially when he's your sire.

slash They might have loved each other for more than the Green Hall, if only they could.

Caroline, an author who makes her living on surprise endings, experiences a real life twist at one of her book signings.

Sort of random. Kind of a spoof on the Lorax but not really...

[slash, oneshot] A classic fairy tale. Slashed.

A modern day romance between monsters. Well, sort of. Slash, MM.

MM SLASH ZOMG! My attempt at making fun of all the crappy, cliched, slash stories on this site and elsewhere on the internet. Will Pete find true love? ! One shot. You people like this thing way too fucking much. wtf

Haley Dawson and a simple tube of cherry-flavoured lip gloss teach a valuable lesson.

There was music blaring in the background of my world. There was a breath sighing, silent in my ear. “Am I dead yet?” “No.” “I wonder why?” “It hasn’t been long enough.” “Well, how long does it take?” “Generally a lifetime.