Phoenix Warner has been kicked to the streets by his only uncle, and within minutes of roaming them he had already found trouble for himself. But hey, trouble was what he was known for. Luckily for him, Jackson Godfrey steps in and helps him out. Not only does he help him out, but he goes above and beyond; offering to take him to a shelter, feed him, Hell, the man even offers for the kid to move in. So what's the catch? Oh, it's nothing really... Just the fact Jack has always wanted himself a submissive, and Phoenix just happens to be the cutest male he had ever laid eyes on. Will the trouble making teenager submit to the man he already owed so much? Or will Jack get tired of his rebellious ways and kick him to the curb just like his uncle had? Will Phoenix come to accept that there's somebody in this world who might actually care about him? Or will he run before it can get so serious?

Theo Wilkins lives a shadow of a life, trapped in memories from his abusive past. Years after his escape he's still learning how to be free. But there are degrees to freedom, and some he might never achieve. Cale Stone is used to be in control, both at work and at his home away from home. When Theo Wilkins crosses his path, Cale is forced to admit that he might not be able to help Theo no matter how good his intentions are. In fact, he might be better off staying away. Because how could he be of help when he represents everything Theo has learned to fear? This is a dark story, but it's not about the pain or the fear. It's about rising from the ashes to have a second chance at life and at love.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Owen is an 18 year old Neko who is bought by his 21 year old Master Salem. As they're friendship blossoms, Owen starts getting feelings for his Master. Will Salem fell the same way for Owen? And if so will they let other vises stop them from being together? And If not, will Owen be forced to bury his feelings for his Master?

Seth Fieldswood has been on many dates in his life, all of them ended quickly due to his bad temper and his obsession with work. The only person who has been able to stay with this 27 year old CEO is his childhood companion, William but their relationship is strictly business. Seth needs only three things in a person to be satisfied, someone who can cook, clean, and have sex with. William already cooks and cleans, so he only need someone to satisfy him in bed. One day at work, a co-worker tells him about slaves. Seth decides to try it. He ends up investing a ton of money in a little blonde boy who causes nothing but trouble. Seth has major second thoughts on the boy, but for some reason can't get rid of him

◤ He was only 14 years old when his ◥ brother was assassinated. Leaving him with the role of taking over his families neko company. With the pain of losing his brother and not having the chance at a real teenage life he became empty. Now at the age of 22 he's become worse, he has no patience and is angered very easily. That didn't last too long though after saving a mistreated neko he began having feelings he'd never felt before ◣and discovers a long held secret. ◢ ((WARNING my book has some very serious topics, I PURPOSELY did not say their name in the description and This book was written in the time span of 5 years so the grammar and spelling changes through out the book depending on my age and editing )

(Used to be called Whips and Chains) © Copyright All Rights Reserved

"Watch out for those teeth. He can rip off a finger, and with no hesitation or remorse." "Don't worry, he won't last one day with me." "Don't hurt him either, I'm trusting you and paying you to break him mentally, not physically." "No promises," He smirked as he looked me dead in the eyes.

Why did I walk in on their meeting. Why was I there . My own boyfriend is a fucking mob leader!!! What am I supposed to make of this am I supposed to think he killed no one or something. Oh god I'm having a asthma attack. Disclaimer: I don't know the guy in the cover photo and other photos throughout the story may not be owned by me either unless I say otherwise. I will gladly remove images if the owner ask me too. This is bxb GAY FICTION don't complain otherwise -Rights belong to me so please don't claim it as your own just because you change a few details. I don't play that shit/-

Ethan tries to leave one life for another: probable death for a possible life. But what he leaves behind doesn't necessarily want to let him go. Shackles from the past bind his wrists while promises of a better life scare the hell out of him. How could someone possibly want him to be a part of their life and their family? What he thought was his chance for salvation, in the form of the firm roles of a BDSM relationship, proves to be a very different story altogether. Marc Matthews, a Dom at a local club, turns Ethan's life upside down without the help of a whip. While Matthews tugs at his heart, Ethan remains determined to raise the walls inside his chest to protect what is left of a hollow existence.