I bet he wants to solve Ryan’s riddle, Mary said. And then he probably wants to riddle his Ryan.
He smiled at me, and it was a thing of dark malevolence. It means, he said, that we can double date. Just the four of us. Doesn’t that sound like fun? And I thought there was a distinct possibility th...
You told him, huh? Through your secret wizarding network that you still haven’t told me about.It’s called a letter in the mail, he said.
Today has been so weird, I side-whispered to Gary. I think the word you’re looking for is erotic, he said back. Today has been so erotic.
Sam’s just dealing with some issues. He recently came to the realization that he’s a twenty-year-old virgin prude.
Sad fags are boring fags.
Michael doesn't flinch. 'You can't know,' he says quietly, 'how much you truly love something until it's gone.' 'That's not fair,' I say as I tremble. 'No one said it would be. He tests you, Benji, an...
Life is all about chances. It’s all about these little moments that add up to greatness. And there are times when you have to grab greatness by the balls and say, ‘Hey! Greatness! I’ve got your nuts a...
It’ll be the Date to End All Dates, I told Gary as he nosed his way through my closet. And yes, before you ask, it is capitalized just like it sounds. Great plans should always be capitalized.
Honey, you’re pouting. That’s not dangerous. It’s adorable.
But then they threatened Ryan with death and I was, like, bitch, please. You don’t know who you’re messing with.
Way gay, I reassured him. Like, super gay. I fart and rainbows come out. Oh, crap.
Never, ever let anyone tell you that who you are is wrong.It's okay to be gay. Or straight. Or bisexual.It's also okay to be asexual, demisexual, pansexual, or aromantic.You do you, and if anyone give...
My malt brings all the boys to the vestibule.
How he closed down like before. How he gave himself over to the wolf. How he didn’t speak for months and months. And yet, the moment he comes home, the moment he sees you again, he finds his voice lik...
Dragons, I said. They’re hoarders. They keep the things they think are pretty. Gold and jewels. In this case, Justin. To each his own, I guess.
Carter? Gordo asked. Who is he? I want to meet him. In my office so I can scare the shit out of him. Goddammit, Ox. You better be using fucking condoms.
Too bad you’re like my older sister. We could have been something special.I narrowed my eyes at him. Older? You’re seventy-six!Boo, you whore, he said.
The bastard. How dare he? I was drowning in a fucking river that he was still attempting to save me from, and he was telling me he was going to push me back in and hold me under. My father's death had...
Somewhere, a bird sang a song that ached.