It's wrong. I shouldn't allow it. But if you knew him, you'd know why I can't help myself. His chestnut eyes, dark brown hair, his charisma, his loyalty, his sweetness, his humour, his everything. And he loves me too. If only he weren't my stepbrother...

He had always been that person. The one who sits on their house's front porch and plays his guitar every time the cold, angry rain drops. The one who seems to read my very soul each time he stares me in the eyes. The only person who I never see smile.

I could only watch in horror as the towel began to slip, sliding down his abdomen in a slow, deliberate fashion. But rather than marvel at the size of Drew's junk, I was more inclined to wonder if I'd be paid extra for a picture.

ONESHOT. "Your mom wants me to impregnate you?" I pause. "Yes," I answer honestly. "She thinks you're dreamy and has deemed you well equipped for the job." Kent laughs. "Well that's true. I think I can be pretty sufficient in that area of service."

We weren't allowed to leave; that much was clear. But why he was holding us captive, I didn't understand. He could kill us at any moment; I should be terrified. So why did I get the feeling that there was much more to his twisted mind than they thought?

THREESHOT. Sawyer Clancy is clueless, awkward, and more concerned with getting headshots on COD than putting the moves on me, his one and only girlfriend. But it's Valentines Day and I'll be damned if I don't get my first kiss by sundown.

One-shot. Aaron and Lanelle were once in love. Six years after losing contact they see each other. Pains from the past come up again, but so does the love that never died.