Two (secretly) gay cowboys. One submissive, one dominant. Neither knows about the other until a steamy encounter out on the ranch, which leaves one cowboy locked in a chastity cage and the other one holding the key.

Jasper Kingston organizes his life around what keeps him steady: his education, simple routines, his violet eyes kept out of sight, and the small circle he trusts. Two years in New York City gave him exactly what he planned - an invisible existence. Until he was saved by the man who runs it. To New York City, Alaric Vitale is a detached and merciless businessman. Beneath tailored suits and sealed boardrooms, he is a ruthless kingpin whose authority is embedded in the city's veins. Everyone obeys him out of fear. Jasper doesn't. What happens when power meets the one person it cannot intimidate? When resistance becomes the spark that pulls them dangerously closer? As secrets unravel and their pasts collide, they may realize that what was meant to keep them apart was only ever attracting.

All Lexi Rivers wants is to teach preschool, marry her jerk of a fiance Jackson, and lead a normal human life, but coming from a family of gifted magic users dedicated to summoning a demon and bringing about the end of the world makes her dreams... unobtainable. When Lexi's group summons Kirroz, a demon whose arrogance is offset by his unnatural charms, Lexi's role is to care for him. The more time Lex spends with the demon, the more she realizes that the man has a well-concealed sweet side that she's already unnaturally and intimately familiar with. Thanks to a series of strange dreams and fuzzy half-memories, Lexi remembers Kirroz from the past, but things take a dramatic turn when Kirroz reveals his genuine reasons for coming to this realm. Lexi will break down the walls between the god-realm and this earth and bring about the end of humanity, and it's Kirroz's job to help her. Will she break and cave to the demon? Or will she resist the Kirroz's demands as she remembers her first love the Raven of Water.

Sadie is tough, sarcastic, smart, and gorgeous. Sadie is a boxer who stays under the radar and doesn't like to get attention for her looks or anything at all. She doesn't need anything other than her music, friends, her twin brother, books, and boxing. Then comes Charlie. Charlie is the epitome of a player. Or so Sadie thinks. Will the tough boxer let him in? With a menacing ex, a secret boxing career, and a mean popular girl, Sadie's life will be just like she expects it to be. Anything but easy.

A group of high school students is assigned to spend a week at a prison, a "social experiment," as the teacher calls it. Each student is assigned as a visitor to one inmate each, to learn life from their perspective. After the week is up, the students are free to go home finally. But, when the teacher announces that the students can continue to "stay in touch" with their inmate, one student decides to because she feels her inmate has a good heart. But she has no idea what she's getting herself, and nine others, into. *Story is 100% fictional. Any similarities in names, places, and situations are purely coincidental.*

He has been called many names over the tests of time. What has been written down in books of time depicts him as the embodiment of evil, the creator of trouble, the heart of temptation. However, his story is one that no one would ever imagine. As for her, while there aren't any written stories about her nor are there any nicknames for her. Therein lies the issue. There is nothing about her to suggests how she even came to be. Even God doesn't know. However, it is said that she is his opposite. Where he brings darkness, she will bring light. NOTE: THIS STORY IS BASED MAINLY ON CATHOLIC/CHRISTIAN BELIEF THOUGH OTHER GODS OF RELIGION ARE MENTIONED AS SIDE CHARACTERS. THIS BOOK DOES NOT PORTRAY MY BELIEFS NOR MY VIEWS ON RELIGIOUS MATTERS. THIS IS A STORY OF FICTION AND MAKE BELIEF. NO HARM/HATE IS INTENDED UPON THE CREATION OF THIS BOOK.

[Detective Conan] - Amnesia What if Conan Edogawa lost his memories? After a tragic accident, Conan is left with amnesia, forgetting everything about his past, his identity, and the people around him. Waking up in the hospital with no recollection of who he is, he struggles to understand the world he once knew. Ran, Professor Agasa, and the Detective Boys try their best to help him recover, but the more Conan learns, the more questions arise. Who is Shinichi Kudo? Why does the name feel so familiar? And why does Ran seem so guilty about what happened to him? As Conan searches for the missing pieces of his past, he slowly realizes that some truths might be better left forgotten. Will he remember who he truly is? Or will his lost memories change everything forever?

Alone, lost, mentally broken. Peter Parker, the first Spider-Man, has gone through hell and back so many times, has been through enough break ups to last a lifetime, and he was approaching his limit. What else could he do now? Who needs Peter Parker now? Who needs Spider-Man? There is so many heroes in New York now. No one would notice if he went missing or disappeared. No one would care if he were to kill himself.

When love hurts you when there is betrayal and revenge, The heart, once tender, now bleeds with bitter ache, Yet through the storm of sorrow, strength you shall find, And from the ashes of pain, your spirit will rise anew. --------------- He held my hand gently, his touch was so gentle and firm. His other hand snaked around my waist, in a slow, torturous, yet blissful movement, and he swirled me in a graceful dance motion. The room spun around me, but then he let go, and I stumbled, my balance lost. In an instant, he yanked me back towards him, and I bumped hard into his chest, the impact taking my breath away. As I looked down, trying to steady myself, he lifted my chin with his two fingers, making me look into his eyes. The back of his fingers trailed from my neck to my cheek, turning my legs to nothing but a jelly. His gaze was so intense, and instantly the gentle emotions were gone, replaced by his standard emotion, rage. His eyes blazed with an almost frightening intensity. He swirled me harshly again, the movement abrupt and forceful. Then, he bent me backward on his arm, my body arching under his control. He drew his face closer until I could feel his warm breath against my skin. We were so close that I could see the fine lines around his eyes, the slight stubble on his jaw. A soft pink color of his lips were adding a touch of warmth to his face. His eyes bore into mine with deep intensity. Just when I thought he might kiss me, his expressions became colder and he made me stand upright, leaving me disoriented and confused. I was looking at him and he was looking straight ahead.

A young girl embark on a journey to take back her inheritance and in that she had to get away from her mother enemies THE FAMILY