Shorts based on the story "Strange Liaisons", chronicling a handful of events regarding Kurt Gabler and Emery Fletcher leading up to the sequel. A series of tales involving unforgotten pasts, adjustments to the quirks of a new life, relearning the meaning of love, and really getting to know your kidnapper. M/M SLASH.

Brody Hansen and I, we had a system. I didn't like him and he didn't like me, but we both liked watching each other undress. That's just what happened when you gave good-looking, hormonal teenagers bedroom windows that faced each other. Full sum inside.

Elle, a native of New York City, is shipped off to Texas to live on Black Foot Farm for the summer. Ben MacFarland, the eldest son and heir to the farm, has a mind to drive her out. Through slow months and new experiences, Elle finds that family isn't made up of blood, but of love. (currently revisiting!)

It should have been the best summer ever: a six week tour with my choir through six major cities in Europe. Sounds amazing, right? I thought so too, until I remembered who was going with me: Kurt Matthews, my obnoxious, infuriating nemesis. Oh joy.

"That's all fine and dandy," I said, hating the way my voice sounded - as if I had a nasal condition, or allergies, or something to that effect. "But right now, what I really need is the nurse. Or an E.R."

They're best friends, he loves her, she likes him, yada yada yada, blah blah blah. WARNING: If you don't know Nerf or Humans Vs. Zombies, proceed at your own risk. Also, there's quite a lot of swearing, sexual references, and other fun stuff. Part One of the Warne Trilogy. So, you know. Start here.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Well, not all the time. I mean I named this one Jewel because I bedazzled her when I first got her, so she's all shiny and glittery – like jewels." I said, and then looked at him. "Don't judge me, okay?"

The only thing we had in common was the knowledge that we hated each other's guts more than anything else on this Earth. So, in our unending quest to take the other one down, what else could we do but fall for each other?

You can stand there with your scowly face, your authorative red shorts, and your man muscles, but I am not taking off this jacket. One Shot. Rated for minor language.

Tips for how to get rid of hiccups do not include the following: Acting like a ninja, avoiding hungover college students, and having a early morning/late night heart-to-heart with the love of your life. It works anyway.

Callie thought she was completely human until a pissed off angel comes to kill her for breaking some of the supernatural communities rules. When it became clear as to who she is the angel with an attitude problem is ordered to protect her instead of kill

I can actually see Trenton kicking a sick puppy, he's that cruel. I told Cassidy that once. She told me I was retarded and that Trent used to have German shepherd, but it ran away. This just helped prove my theory.

It all started when I was caught having a staring contest with the neighborhood cat by the quiet, brooding Josh Riley. That damned orange cat was the reason I started noticing Josh more, including the fact that he made skinny jeans look good.

You think I like him? You've got to be kidding. Darren Teigan is the most stubborn, pompous, pigheaded, egotistical creature that ever existed." Emma says nothing and I blanch. "He's... right behind me, isn't he..." COMPLETE.

In the door opening, holding the door, stood the guy I hated the most in the whole world. His blonde hair was lying disheveled on his head; his sharp gray eyes were staring at me, equally disgusted as I was. I didn't have anywhere else to go though...

ONE SHOT. "Yep, I'm naked," he said. "Wanna join me?" I’ve read stories about uncomfortable and whacky situations to find your soul mate. But…me in a clown suit, him in his birthday suit and us abandoned on the roof with no way down? Alright then...

My roommate dragged me to a strip club. She flirted because it was her job. Before 5 minutes had passed, I was in love. /Changes POV/ Complete.

She picked up the paper ball and threw it at his face. Again. This time, it hit his forehead. Before she could blink, she found herself pressed to the pole, with Vincent's body against hers. "I don't think you want to try that again," he murmured.

ONE-SHOT! "OH MY GOD!" I shouted. "What? What's wrong?" he demanded, appearing at my side. "You...you...youyouyou..." I sputtered. "YOU GAVE ME A HICKEY!" "Really? Let's see it." Riordan tilted my chin up. "It looks pretty good actually," he said smugly.

COMPLETE! My name is Loralai Sterlin.. oh and the guy who has me in a headlock? That's the First Son, James Winters.. he's my soulmate, he just doesn't know it yet. Probably because he thinks I'm a guy, I'm actually a girl. Yea.. welcome to my life..

As a rule, I didn't touch players with a 10ft pole, but he was the yummiest guy I'd ever seen. So I came up with a plan to nab him. But as everyone knows, some things just don't go according to plan.