Warning:- Mature content. Grace stepped back in fear when he stepped ahead. "Do it again and I will break your legs..." He warned. Her eyes filled with tears. "Chief, I am sorry... I didn't want to, but it happened all of a sudden... I had no idea..." She sobbed. Dominick grabbed her chin harshly. "Open your mouth for only one thing in front of me..." He gritted, and she whimpered and sobbed when he let it go with a jerk. "Please don't punish me... I am sorry" She pleaded but her words fell on deaf ears. "I don't want to do it, chief, please... I am scared of this... Please, please..." She cried. "Strip..." He ordered while walking towards the wall. Her eyes widened when he did that. Grace couldn't think properly. Out of fear, she ran towards the door, but the poor girl didn't know that she couldn't open it. ***** Grace is a nice and intelligent girl, but her kindness is her enemy. She was living a happy and peaceful life until a Mob boss knocked on her door. Grace had to sacrifice herself to the devil for her father's mistakes. But does this devil have a heart? How will Grace deal with this silent and cruel man who doesn't even talk to her? How long can she do it for her father? After all, it's not easy to have sex with a mob boss. (It's a sample)

The past is always out to bite us in the ass. Seth was a previous gang member and did things any gang member would do. He made mistakes. Although, did he deserve to be kidnapped and tortured for them? Revenge, it haunts us...

Matthew Graham was 17 when he realised he was being staked, it seemed that his stalker had been stalking for a while but he finally wanted Matthew to acknowledge him. This unknown number knew what he was doing at every point of the day and he wanted Matthew for himself. Will Matthew find out who his stalker is or will he make a mistake whilst trying? This person seems to care about him, will Matthew be able to resist not feeling anything romantic back?

I raised my hand, the announcer called out a number. I wasn't paying attention. My eyes were glued to the boy in hand cuffs on the stage. The number didn't matter. All that mattered was that I got him. I had him. He was mine. Technically. He didn't try to run. He didn't cower from me. He didn't even say anything. He looked at me with the eyes I fell in love with. Empty. Cold. Apathetic. He wanted to die. And I was the only thing standing in his way. (Boy x Boy)

Rory opened his eyes to flashing lights. His vision foggy , his head aching. He cringed away, blinking repeatedly. Where exactly was he? His vision soon cleared up, only to see many pair of eyes staring at him, with a hunger and lust filled gaze. "Where to start with this one.. 250 thousand?" A women's voice boomed. Numbers and prices filled up the room, that is until a voice flooded the whole room, silencing the havoc. "5 million." A deep, chilling voice that leaked with dominance said. "Ahh.. How rare of you to show up Reed, darling." The women said. He looked around trying to grasp where He was. What were they betting on? "5 million for a mere mortal boy? Are you sure Reed. He looks a little.. Weak." She said, her voice laced with amusement. "Still questioning my choices, Mercy?" His tone serious. "Of course not. Going once? Twice? 5 million it is." And that was all he remembered before a bag was put over his head, a weird scented cloth put over his face. -A very cliche story-

"The girl is mine" he all but growled, motioning with a tilt of his head towards me. In that moment I knew exactly who he was and what he was talking about. I paled at the realization as my throat went dry and my heart slammed against my chest repeatedly. "Oh my god" I whispered, covering my mouth as I backed away from the two guys in front of me. I was his tether. "The hell she is" Fevah fired back, still not getting it. He was ignored by the stranger as I seemed to have claimed his full attention. He smiled sweetly at me, taking small steps towards me, trying not to frighten me. "It's alright sweetheart, I could never hurt you" he called, his voice soft and melodious. I froze, fear freezing me in my spot as the wind seemed to suddenly pick up and toss my light brown hair in my face. Tears sprang up to my eyes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him. This was the one thing I would never want. My parents would disown me if they found out. I would get kicked out and be left for dead. I can't let them find out; I'll just have to find a way to get rid of him. I knew that wasn't going to be easy. "You've got to be shitting me" Fevah suddenly said, his eyes going from the stranger then back to me. Realization had finally hit him. I was a freaking monsters...or what ever he was, tether. He swallowed loudly before scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. "She's my tether" the stranger said offhandedly, his voice soft as he eyed me approvingly.

Taken from outside his home Cameron Falcone is thrown in at the deep end of powerful werewolf pack North West. Appointed as personal slave to ruthless and cold-blooded Luciano D'Angelo, the alpha, Cameron has to struggle to survive the life of a slave, learn who to trust and hide his growing attraction to his master.

Maddy Sawyer is a rich ass loner and only has one friend named, Cher. Maddy is always bullied at school. Her parents are never home to care for her. Ever since she was young she was taken cared by nannies. Luke Dashman is a bad boy. He is abused by his father because his dad blame him for his mother's death. What will happen when the bad boy falls for the loner?