Its Lighting McQueen and Guy Fieri, what more could you possible want, am I right. Follow Lightning McQueen's daily life from the coffee shop to the strip club and how he can't get away from his feelings for that strange man he slept with a couple of weeks ago. Please help

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********************SPOILER ALERT********************** DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ BREAKING FINN, IT WILL RUIN THE ENDING!! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a sequel to Breaking Finn. It's pretty much essential that you read that first. Everything that happens in this story is an aftermath to what happens in that story; therefore I have removed the description. Some readers who came here first, read the description and then were bummed out because in some ways, it was a spoiler for Breaking Finn. So... Just go read Breaking Finn first and then you will have a good idea what this sequel is going to be about. :) As usual, all photos of models that are used to portray my characters do not belong to me, and they have no connection to the real person. I have no knowledge of these models private life and this story in no way portrays them or their preferences. If you are one of my readers, you know that I like to use pictures of models and music videos to add depth to my chapters. We are a multi-media world now and I truly believe they add a lot to my story, so please look at both the picture and the music video. But again, note that the models have not given their permission nor endorsement to use their images here, I have just borrowed them from the internet. Since I don't make any money using their pictures here and I am letting you know that they have no connection to the story, I am hoping this is all good. If you do not like manxman stories, please do not continue on (though, if you read Breaking Finn and moved on to this sequel, I kinda have a hunch that you don't mind it). This story is my property, please do not copy it. All rights reserved, copyrighted, yada yada yada.

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The quiet and sweet loner Lei and a lovely boy named Chris meet unexpectedly one day in the beautiful woods near where they live. Both have been struggling with their own demons and issues on by themselves until they meet and become friends and possibly more than just that? Warning this story contains a boyxboy relationship if you are not comfortable with that please don't read. Also this story contains content about panic attacks and a little self harm if you feel that you may be triggered please try and avoid it and please be careful if you decide to read. Hope you enjoy xx.

Fire fighter Damion Tazzo lives life on the edge; running into burning buildings, saving lives and saving the day. He knows what it means to take risks but most of all, he knows how to be discreet. He doesn't do emotional entanglements, not when the life he has is fraught with so much danger and uncertainty, but a chance meeting with a sweet little sub at the first gay bar he's been to in years, has him throwing all caution to the wind, and taking the little guy home with him. He only wants sexual release, what he doesn't expect is the beautiful, trusting eyes, and the tenderness that washes over him when he wraps his new lover in his arms. Now he has to fight against emotions he'd rather do without, and thoughts of a life he has never wanted before. He's a man who knows how to do his job, but there are only two things he can't tame, and that's his beating heart, and the fire between the sheets.

"Stop. Stop, please." I sob as the whip comes down on my back once more. "Shut up yo-" my tormentor's words are cut off by a ferocious growl. I sense another masculine figure in the dark room, but can't make out a word he's shouting. The burning and searing pain that I'm experiencing is just too much. A sickening snap is heard and something drops onto the cold, stone flooring. The chains around my wrists and ankles are broken along with the tight metal collar around my neck. "Mate." my rescuer growls, gently cradling me in his arms. ********************* Charlotte Beck has been tortured and abused by the Red Stone pack ever since she turned eight. She doesn't know why they hate her or how she ended up a lower rank than the Omegas; no one even bothered to label her as a slave. She has never known the true meaning of love or how it felt like, all Charlotte knows is that her pack surely doesn't feel that way about her. Finding a mate was a dream that was thrown out the window long ago; all of the verbal abuse led her to believe that she didn't deserve one. It's not until she attempts to escape again that she realizes that she has a chance of living a better life, one where abuse isn't an everyday thing. Xander Reynolds, Alpha of the Lunar Shadow pack, finds her when she's taken to his cells as a trespassing prisoner. Known as the strongest Alpha in the continent, he does everything he can to protect his mate. The only problem is that she's too emotionally scarred to allow him to. His dark and violent reputation is the only thing that Charlotte knows about him. The memories of their childhood together beaten out of her mind. Traumatized and high on fear, she struggles to let down her walls. Her real home is with a man who she cannot remember and a brother who she wishes she remembered. Can Xander get his mate to love him? Or will Charlotte let her past keep them apart?

"But you can call me master my pretty little angel." Angel is only nineteen years old. He's studying law and is a really good writer. He doesn't drink or smoke. Angel not a really sexually guy... In fact he's still a virgin, but something really soon might change that. Mason, 25 years old, owns his own business and is highly appreciated. Never has he been the one to chase after what or who he wants, he always have them chasing after him. But that all changes when he meets Angel and only God knows what he'll do to get him as his to submissive.