Brandon, a high schooler that hated a jock named Chris who was a bully to him. There was a lot a tension that came between these two until detention. Who knew detention can change so much between Brandon and Chris for it all come down to this👬 This book is written by Michael S. Booker so please give all your love and appreciation to him for his work❤ WARNING! This book is extremely explicit and will have you down a emotional rollercoaster

Part 3 Thomas is a curious little thing, too bad he is painfully shy. He covertly watches his fellow classmate Sammy whenever he gets the chance. Rumor has it that Sammy is a submissive, and the stunning collar he wears around his neck is symbol of his Dominant's ownership. Thomas is a brilliant art student. One who has been quietly researching the BDSM lifestyle and he's dying to know what it is like to have that kind of upfront honesty in a relationship even if it's a brief one. Thomas was intrigued by the thought of belonging to someone, and being strictly honest and straight with the person you are with. He so wanted to know what it's like to have someone fully devote themselves to you and your well being. He wasn't so sure about the canes, and the pain factor of the lifestyle, but even that didn't deter his curiosity. If he could just develop the nerve to approach the only person he knew that could possibly introduce him to what he wanted, then he would be fine or at least he hoped so. Part 4 Callum O'Connor was referred to Club Bliss by his friend and current employer Nolan, owner and Master Dominant of The Dungeon. His boss had set up a meeting with friend and the owner of Bliss, Julius. Callum was very impressed with the club and the assortment of Dominants that Bliss had to offer. The security screening done at Bliss was almost as amazing as Nolan's club, The Dungeon. But as Nolan's head chef at the club, he didn't want to mix business with pleasure. After overcoming a heart wrenching past, Callum finally felt that he was ready to immerse himself back in the lifestyle after what happened with his last Master. Hopefully he didn't make the wrong decision, and hopefully he can get a second chance in finding the connection to a Dominant he so desperately needed.

Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson Dr. Jean Broody is a hot-headed, happy-go-lucky type of person whose world is filled with sex and merriment. He believes that people should not allow society to dictate how they must live their lives because life is too short. With a successful career, the love of his family, money, and an endless supply of willing ladies at his beck and call, he thinks he has it all. Till Bradley sweeps into his life like a storm and brings with him an unexpected awakening that brings Jean to his knees. Lt. Bradley Jackson is an honest-to-goodness bad-ass and intense person who doesn't care much for fun. A survivor of a dark and rough childhood, he is a strong advocate of discipline. When he's forced to live with Jean, the most laid-back person he's ever met, he's pushed to explore his deepest desires. He recognizes something in Jean that calls to him. Something that he needs...something he can't resist. When these two completely different personalities find themselves together, things take a dangerous, intense and exciting turn that shocks both of them. How will Jean cope when he finds himself in uncharted territory that threatens to change who he is? Can Bradley survive the desperate, soul-deep desire within, in the face of the hovering danger that could destroy both of them? This story contains hot explicit sexual scenes, graphic language, mind-blowing passion and total hotness. Brace yourselves! Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)

{BOOK ONE IN: The Alpha's Trilogy} I'd never seen eyes quite like his. It's like they looked right into my soul. I could feel my body tensing as he walked closer. I knew if I could hear my heartbeat, everyone else could as well. I took a deep breath and stepped forward, extending my hand toward him. "Welcome to the Autumn Fall's Pack, I'm Alpha Silas. It's nice to finally meet you, Beta." *Ranked Top 10 in BXB** *Ranked Number 1 in Packs* -All Right Reserved -Mature

** A/N-If you have read Book 1, Submissive part 1 & 2. Then you will enjoy this story. Book 3, Submissive 3 & 4 will follow soon.** Gabriel loved Winter time, specifically Christmas, which was his favorite holiday. He liked nothing more than celebrating it with the true family. All the Doms and other sweet subs like himself at Club Bliss. Gabby met Julius almost three years ago when his parents had kicked him out for being a disgrace, and a filthy fag, their specific words. He had taken to wandering the streets and sleeping in back alleys, under cardboard boxes trying to keep warm and hidden. Until one of Julius waiters, Kyle, who was now the Master Dominant's sub and his boyfriend had found him, and dragged Juluis outside to help him. The rest was history. Now Gabby had a real family, and everyone has been really good to him. He wanted nothing more than to make this Christmas extra special for everyone, especially for one paricularly difficult Dom. Gabby wanted this man to own him more than anything else in this world, and maybe just maybe he'll get what he's wished for the most this Christmas.

Venom finds his mate in the last place imaginable. Hell's Pit. A place many men enter and never leave alive. A place Venom once enjoyed; the violence and blood thick in the air. Ignorant of the barbaric way of gaining one's freedom. But alas, he has found his mate. A Shape shifter. An omega at that. One who has to fight for his freedom, for his very life. ********************************** I don't know who I am. All I know is that I am slave. I've never had an identity until my mate gave me one. Now I am Mareck. Mate of Venom, Prince of Realm Helliem. I finally found home with him. But I am still slave. Unless I kill every motherfucker entering Hell's Pit. With a little help from Venom's brothers I will be victorious. I must. Not only for my freedom but for my mate too. To finally belong. To finally be something other than omega. Something other than slave. ********************************** Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ********************************* This is the third book in The Nine Princes Of Hell Series. Each can be read as a stand alone but I'd advise you to read them. Copyright © 2016 by @notbackingdown

This is a mxm story about Blaine a bar owner who has given up on love after his last relationship ended 3 years ago that is until one night a 21 year old walks into his bar for a job. Greyson is a spitfire with a Daddy kink and he wants Blaine to be his Daddy and does not care who knows. But with having to deal with his jealous coworkers and Blaine's crazy ex can they make it work or will everyone else tear them apart. Cover art credit to @annielous

I couldn't explain how exquisite and extraordinary he was when I laid eyes on him... that lean and slightly define muscles in his arms, how his smiles gives you this most intoxicating feeling of butterflies in your stomach and the way the sunlight reflects off of his glistening, white as snow skin. Making it shimmer in a way when he rotates his body that has it beaming off of him like the suns radius. My train of thought has been gone for so long I could barley hear out his abnormal coughing, signaling to me with how I'm staring at his gorgeous figure instead of communicating to him like a real human being. "I'm so sorry, god I'm such a wreck right now. I can pay for that, seriously how much does it cost I'll pay for it." he states abruptly, flitching with how frighten and anxious he is, its kind of heart warming but frowning. He's pointing a finger to my L.A sweat shirt, completely disremembering with how he accidentally spilled what appears to me his used to be coffee or hot chocolate on me, getting it right at the center of where it says "L.A" on it and dripping down to my waist like fresh raindrops. I shake my head as if he's misunderstood for the whole situation and wave my hand out, flicking it over in this 'hand motion' to show him how dramatic this whole thing is. "It's my fault really, I should've been watching were I was going. Its hard not looking at someone so stunning and how disappointing it is for them to be walking alone that is." I respond to him, giving him my devilish smirk, showing him my clear pointed white teeth to him, I stare intensely into his warm hazel green eyes, lusting over them and how my eyes drop to glimpse at his cherry like lips, their in this perfect form... inviting... hot boiling to the skin and perfect for getting wrecked by a real dominate. He notices the trail my eyes lead to and couldn't help to contain how his cheeks are flushed scarlet as a rose. He laughs awkwardly but in amuse. "I'm Eric" he responds