(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

Detectives Mike Lynch and Ben Torrens thought they had seen it all. Yet nothing could prepare them for what they were about to face. Freybourne, a quiet city populated with a mere 85,000 people and surrounded by bushland, is under attack. A serial killer with the most perverse fetish of allpregnant women- has turned it into a hunting ground. When the mutilated body of a young woman is discovered, shockwaves surge through the sleepy little community. Weeks later a second body, bearing the same trademark mutilation as the first, is uncovered. With few leads and even less forensic evidence left at the scene, Mike and Ben tackle their most difficult case yet, a case that sucks them deep into the seedy underbellies of some of Freybourne’s most well known establishments. When a lead points them to a Wellness Clinic, a web of lies and deceit begins to unravel. Will the Wellness Clinic pay the ultimate price for secrecy or will Mike and Ben crack the case before more bodies turn up? The pressure begins to mount when Mike discovers his girlfriend is pregnant and Ben’s ex-wife is somehow caught up in the investigation. The two men find their tempers running hot and their time running out.

"I have no family. I have no past. I have no friends. I have no surname. What is love? I do not know, because love does not exist for me. Not in my world. I have no God nor do I believe in saints and angels." Roman, with the stars tattooed on his knees, has a dark and dangerous life as left hand of one of the biggest mafia bosses operating in Kiev, Ukraine. Enemies and allies easily cross paths and switch lines and life means nothing. Roman's only purpose of life is to work for and protect his boss, taking care of the business of the organization and dealing with dirty jobs. When one of those lines and paths crosses, Roman has to travel to Dublin in Ireland in order to protect his organization. It's his job; therefore he does not question it and follows the order. But there in Dublin his inexistent beliefs crush against something unexpected and tear apart his world, because there he meets an ethereal creature with long and fair blonde hair...an angel. An angel named Enna. Enna has a normal life, exception made for a former lover turning into an aggressive, dangerous and oppressing stalker. Enna is kind, cheerful, beautiful with his dazzling and feminine charm and has a pure heart. But ... once his bright eyes meet Roman's dark eyes, what he has always known and believed in suddenly shatters into shreds and, to have that man with a dark and dangerously attractive aura, he is willing to cross and surpass his limits. For the two men is love at first sight, that love you cannot ignore or forget. And now Roman has to decide which path he must follow. A decision of love and duty. Can such different creatures fall in love and allow themselves to dream about it? Or will their opposite worlds destroy their love and their lives? Do you believe in soul mates? WARNING: manxman story that contains mature contents and actions. It is R rated. Thank you very much for understanding.

The year is 1958. "Bad-ass." was a term that described Allie, and Allie Vincent was the most popular, bad-ass boy in House Oak Boys School. He could do anything. People even forgave him when he befriended Mad Matt, the boy nobody liked. Allie becomes intrigued by the boy who knows everything about everyone, but nothing about himself. How can people- who only know him as Mad Matt- not know the boy who knows their dirty secrets? Allie becomes determined to find out what Matt is hiding, but isn't prepared for the dark world of treating mental illness... nor is Allie prepared for his new and confusing feelings that he's not meant to feel. Can Allie survive with his sanity in tact?