New Young Adult Novels & Stories

“Hey, Cali.” I turned in my seat, eyeing the young man who had sidled up to my side. “Hey, YB.” I gave him a smile. “You doing ok?” His eyebrows shot up as he chuckled. “Hey, that was going to be my line.” “Sorry.” I gave a small shrug. YB was young. Younger than me by several years and from what Truth had told me, been hanging around the club since he was fourteen. Desperate to patch in. Which he had done only a year ago. The youngest patched member they had. Hence the name Young Blood.

He continued. I kissed my teeth, "I know, dude. I never knew I was going to end up falling in love with her. Everything is so messed up, I hurt Coraline so bad that she couldn't look me in the eye." I was seated on my childhood bed in my childhood room, I looked completely out of place with the grunge band posters on the wall and the large poster of Metallica covering almost half of the wall. God, judging from the kind of music I used to listen to, I must have been such a difficult and troubled teen. How did my grandfather and Mrs Smith survive living with me? I heard Judah shuffling paper from his side of the call. It was already evening here but it was still late afternoon in LA.

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment. Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke. I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar. New Year’s Day was tomorrow. A fresh start and a brand-new year. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.

You made it! The end to “Our Young Funny Voices.” I just wanted to take the time to thank you for coming along Francine and Vasilisa’s journey. I began writing this novel in January of 2019, but didn’t start really plowing through it until April 2019. My characters are loosely based off my own experiences, and the experiences of people in my life. I’m dedicating this book to those in the LGBTQ community without a voice. We still have a long way to go in our fight towards equality for all- and while Vasilisa’s decision won’t be everyone’s, I’m hoping wherever you are it gets better.

Carl whine making me and Courtney laugh. "So sad Allison died." I nod at Courtney. "Lydia and Kira are now the new best friend. Malia is like bipolar, she always wants to kill." We all laugh as we continue talking about Teen Wolf characters, even in our dinner we still talk about it, the scenes and everything. The night is calm I am now at my room staring at the sky, the moon is up in it's half moon with stars filling the sky. While the woods so quiet and dark, darker as usual, opening my window and take a deep breath of the first cold air, calming my nerves.

Even if anyone would not want to come, she knew her friends would want to, just to stand with her as the way every other good friend would do. Adulthood is not an easy hood, especially when you are not ready to participate yet. It's not just about the age, but about the mental state of the person. But for Melissa, she felt she was mature long ago! Even when she was still in high school, and thought her stepdad was the worst person on earth, she had always wished to live on her own and be the best adult she wished to be. When people are young, they do things they didn't plan for or even thought they could do. But in rare cases, the young person has every right and opportunity to change the ba

She has her Mate, my Son! She looks up at me, defeated. Tears in her eyes and she sniffles. "It's just I... I just finally got done with school. And I've been in school since I was 3 years old. I've always obeyed my parents' wishes for not dating until I graduated from college. Then the first relationship I'm in is insane! I have always longed to be with a guy. But I had no idea it would be like that. Now I find out I'm Fated to a Werewolf and an Alpha at that! So now I'm a Luna! And I have to start having kids?! I haven't really lived my life good, yet. I haven't explored much of anything. And now I'm thrown into a situation where I don't even have a choice in anything. But I am expected to

[Hostel] Satisfied with the achievement of sending her friend with a guy, she sat on the bed and started munching the popcorn left, which became chewy. "Thank you so much," she heard a voice. Curious to know who came this early to University, she opened the door slightly to see a gorgeous, utterly white and smooth-skinned girl with chocolate brown eyes. Though she was wearing a plain tee and jeans, she looked like a deity. "Hi, This is Olivia," the new girl said while tying her long blonde hair into a pony.

' She blushed. 'You know about life and I ‘m sure you can guess how the hormones build up in girls’ boarding schools. You get a crush on an older girl, who decides to use her power over you. The points are set and the train is in motion - no stopping at stations any more. Nowadays we call it grooming and then abuse and it was disgusting - that is until the day when I was the older girl. You become so desperate. Boarding school oozes hormones from every pore, but nothing is allowed, for obvious reasons. We all need a little tenderness and love, and so it starts. It seems acceptable if everyone is at it. It must be worse for boys than girls. The taboo for girls is not as clearly defined.'