A hopeless teen finds out he's close to being kicked out of school for good. He then ends up meeting a boy who's way too nice for his own good, good grades, football player. He comes up with a plan to use the boy's kindness to his advantage. Copy his notes, steal his homework answers, then boom he'll pass! success! That's the plan. Use him to graduate, that's all. Nothing more right?

Victor McNemara is still dealing with his new reality. He has a son, his engagement has been revoked, and his career is in shambles, going from CEO to a co-owner of a small start-up company. On top of that, his best friend leaves his side due to some family emergency and basically ghosts him for half a year without a proper explanation. As much as he tries, setting his life right simply doesn't seem possible at the moment. Then he meets Dale. A guy who shows up in his office to deliver some documents and Victor is instantly smitten. He is aware of Dale's hunger and attraction toward him from the moment their eyes meet and decides to use it to his advantage. Having fun once in a while won't hurt anybody, right? Right. Unless you are a publicly known figure and your closest friend isn't keeping secrets from you.

> "You talk too much, Niko." "Tie me up, then. Shut me up with your mouth." Niko knows he's hot - cocky smirk, inked skin, always in control. He's used to being chased, used, and worshipped. Until Lance. Lance is the last person you'd expect to ruin a bad boy. Top grades. Cold eyes. Always watching, always quiet. But underneath those soft sweaters is someone dark, dangerous, and dominant as hell. And Niko can't stop pushing. He wants to be punished. Wants to be broken. Wants Lance to finally lose that calm and grab him by the throat. > "You like acting tough, but I see it, Niko. You want to be told when to kneel." "Then fucking tell me Lance. I'll kneel. Just don't stop. Please I beg you." One insult turned into obsession. One power play turned into Niko begging for more. Now they're toeing the line between hate, lust, and something that sounds dangerously close to love. He wanted control. He got Lance.

At just sixteen, Michael barely speaks - not because he has nothing to say, but because no one ever really listened. He was only six when his mother died from chronic lymphocytic leukemia, and something inside him shattered that day. Since then, he's been living in the wreckage - withdrawn, silent, invisible. His father, once a shell of a man, turned bitter and violent, drowning his grief in alcohol. By the time Michael was eight, they were behind on rent, surviving in a home that felt more like a battleground than a refuge. Now, Michael is a ghost in his own life - haunted by loss, smothered by anger, and on the edge of something darker.

"You shouldn't have called me a dog; I'll make you regret that. Prepare yourself "Sparky" because when we get home I'll make you beg." His eyes were dark and mischievous and I felt my heartbeat speed up a little. "Sparky? Really doggie, you couldn't come up with something better? And as for the begging... not really my thing." I smiled at him and tried to sound calm. Alex gave me an amused look and an evil grin before he answered: "We'll see about that won't we?" Ash is a seventeen-year old boy who is living with his abusive foster-dad until the day when he's asked to go to the store and the three Alphas' of the Fair moon pack get their eyes on him. The three Alphas' instantly recognize Ash as their mate but since he's only human Ash tries to run and ends up getting kidnapped by the most dangerous and respected Alphas' in the country. Will Ash learn to submit to them or will his constant attempts to run push the possessive Alphas' to take him and claim him, with or without his consent?

Hawks is continuing his work as a double agent but after one night of drinking with Dabi, Hawks finds himself in a terrifying situation. Dabi has video evidence of them in a one night stand and now he's threatening the number two pro hero, either comply with all of his demands or the video will accidentally be leaked to the press and shame the hero forever. @All Rights Reserved

Felix is a nerd, reading in the library by himself and focuses on lessons. But at night he is known as Razor, a dangerous street fighter. Kaiden is a jock, he spends his time with his friends or on the court. But at night, he is sleeping. With a father who is on the police force, he often hears the name 'Razor' although he never expected that Razor was closer than he thought. Being forced (threatened) to keep Felix's secret, they began to get closer than they'd like. Especially when Felix's haunted past creeps up behind. A story of love, danger and secrets. (BOY X BOY)

"LET ---ME ---GO" I gritted as I tried to pry off the hold he had on my throat. "Do you really want me too... " he laughed "....your dick says otherwise " And feeling pure confusion I gazed downwards and to my utter surprise I was semi hard. A huge wave of embarrassment and horror rushed over me and thankfully gave me enough strength to push the bastard off of me only to find him laughing whilst standing some much needed distance away from me. "You know...Woods ..I'm not entirely sure If you're a sadist or you just like it rough or maybe.........just maybe, you're gay for me" he chuckled as he brushed off he's gear. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tyson Woods truly loathed Lucas aka. Luca and by truly loathed, he couldn't be in the same vicinity with the guy without sharing some very unfriendly words with the other. Noone knew where all this hatred emanated from but almost everyone knew that Luca and Tyson were just not cut from the same cloth......... ......that is..... until lust and envy decide to breach a crossfire and burn with each other. .........surely this was a recipe for doom. Or was it? READ TO FIND OUT!!!!!!!

"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

First ever story. Feedback is welcomed. MATURE - (Themes of BDSM too. Be warned!) (BoyxBoy) "It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face. "I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument. Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes. "I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever. What have I gotten myself into...