Willamina or Willa as she insists everyone call her, has been on the same mission since age fourteen. Find her family. It had been a difficult journey being a young woman on her own all these years. In just over a decade she'd reached nothing but dead ends. But she had one hope. One hope at a living, breathing relative. A half-brother named Willie. Eleanor has finally begun to put her past behind her. She has a nice life on the ranch with her brother and the family. Though everyone still considers her a recluse, Eleanor simply enjoys quiet and solitude. She loves caring for the babies on the ranch and thirteen year old Preston is her closest friend. There is nothing Eleanor feels is missing from her life--until a loud, opinionated, feisty woman rides and changes everything.

After hearing news that dropped his world on its head, Preston knows he has to get away and experience more of the world than his parents ranch. Against their wishes, he packed up some books, grabbed a change of clothes, and set off to find as much adventure as his sickness would allow. Then one night he finds himself in more trouble than he can handle only to be rescued by a tall dark stranger. That stranger shows Preston a side of life he'd never experienced before. Preston wants to be happy. He wants to embrace this new life but how do you tell someone so strong the truth? How do you tell them that you're a dying man?

Scottie.... If there was a picture of a person next to the definition of being socially inept in the dictionary, the picture would have been of me. Dealing with people gave me hives. Just the thought of talking to someone I'm not familiar with made me want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world. But no one understood that, no one understood me. Not my Aunt, and definitely not the limited amount of people in my life. No one that is until Him. He walked into my Aunt's bakery and I swear from that moment on, he owned me. Mind, body, and soul. Nolan... I am a Master Dominant, a self-made man in my own right. I have no doubts about myself. I have a lot to offer any sub of my choosing. I'm wealthy. I own several businesses. From my elite members only get-away that catered to the rich and famous in the lifestyle. To my new kink-friendly club I'm getting ready to launch directly across the street from a quaint little bakery that employed a young man sweeter than any of the confections they had to offer. It's been a long time since I've had a boy of my own. Don't get me wrong, I have beautiful boys throwing themselves at my feet on a daily basis. I've trained most of them in the art of submission, but none of them have caught my interest like this gorgeous Angel has. I needed to make him mine as much as I needed air to breathe. He will be my boy.

He is a Master Dominant, trained by one of the best Masters in the lifestyle. He's also a successful millionaire, a savvy businessman, and the absolute King of his Empire, and most important, he is my devoted husband and my Dom. My husband loves me with every fiber of his being, and he constantly tries to appease my insecurities about not brave enough to delve deeper into the lifestyle. He does everything within his power to make sure that I know that I'm more than enough for him. We've played mostly in private or amongst the small group of our closest friends, the men that were like really family to the both of us. But I've secretly desired to give my husband the one thing I know he wants, a chance to perform with me in public. The kinky exhibionist I know he is, that side of himself he has been suppressing over the years for my sake. The only thing that has been keeping me from giving into my desires is my fear of people judging me and my ability to the perfect submissive to someone of my husbands caliber, it is damn near debilitating for me. I'll assure you right now, that I know I'll do something mess things up during a scene and my mistakes will surely reflect poorly on my Dom. That's why I've found myself facing my current predicament. As an owner of a lucrative and elite BDSM club, my other half has no choice but to please his members who have paid a hefty sum for said membership to his establishment. As much as I hate it, I understand that he's got to make them happy. He has to secure his reputation as a Master Dominant within his community. I'm fully aware that usually my man didn't give a flying fuck what others think about him, but in this instance, a part of me hoped my husband would have refused the requests to put on a public demonstration of his multiple skills. I wanted him to have no part of it, especially with the fact that he'll be demonstrating those toe curling skills with a submissive who wasn't me.

All Prince Edward wanted was friends that didn't obey his every command, his parents, (the king and queen) to notice him, and to be his own man, (or boy). And he does get that, well for a short while. Prince Edward meets Jack, (or Jacan), a small common boy raised by his ma and pa. Prince Edward runs to him every chance he gets and you can't really blame the boy. Jack hasn't got a clue as to who Edward is, which excites him. He tries to soak up as much time with the little boy and he does so, until one night. After that night, Edward is forced to grow up and become the next king. He isn't allowed to wander off and play whenever he feels like it and he surely cannot hang out with the small boy he has grown accustomed to. So, years later, Edward is grown up and hasn't seen his new/old friend for years. Until now. This is a BxB story! If you don't like it please don't read! All pictures and videos belong to their original owner unless I say otherwise! The characters are mine and I have written this whole story so please contact me for any requests! Thanks!

Rhys has been unlucky in love and even though his family supports him, he knows they are anxious for him to find the one he belongs with. He recognizes him in the face of Riley - a human boy who is not only terrified by the pack because he thinks they are a gang, but also laughs every time someone claims werewolves and the like exist. But Rhys has finally found someone to call his mate and he would do everything in his power to earn Riley's trust, heal his wounds and make the boy feel loved and safe. ***** • Book I of the Dogs, Bats & Monkeys series, told from the POV of Rhys • You can find Riley's POV on this story (You Are the Answer) here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/28389068-you-are-the-answer-boyxboy • Some chapters are available in both stories and some are exclusive to each story; the two take place at the same time so you can read them in whatever order you choose. • Best ratings so far: #20 in Paranormal • Completed • Draft • Proofread © 2018 Dilyana Kyoseva (CatMint5) All Rights Reserved

He glared and grabbed me by the waist, crowding me against the riverbank. My body was pressed flush against his. Heat crept up my neck. A chance meeting on the night of the full moon brings Cassidy to his mate. But can he handle all the intrigue behind his mate's identity? Please read the tags for trigger warnings. Please also note that there some sex scenes between the main pairing in this story, in case that's not what you're here for. Disclaimer: ALL covers/thumbnails are commissioned. However, if anyone wants to draw me a new thumbnail/cover, please feel free.

Kael Perjas, Alpha and Prince of the finest monarchy ever, Europe, or so they say. Mikiyo Santou, Omega and Prince of the Orient. Kael is single, the Queen worries for him and takes matters into her own hands, by inviting Omegas from all over the world to try matchmaking them with Kael. Mikiyo is one of these Omegas, forced to go by his Oba Chan, the Empress. He goes reluctantly, bringing with him several valuable items from the Orient with him as a gift to his host, as well as his katana. Closer to Kael's castle home, Mikiyo nearly gets robbed by a highway man. However, his men managed to protect the valuables and Mikiyo nearly slices off the highway man's arm. The two Princes meet and neither are what the other expected. They end up spending time together after Kael gets sick. But why does Mikiyo keep finding peas in his bed? And why does his chest hurt after he spends time with babies? Supposedly comedic version of The Princess and the Pea, boyxboy style. Whether the reader's sense of humour is compatible to this author's is unknown. You will have to read it and see for yourself. Please read the Prologue, it's different from the summary. Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for any kinks developed in the reader after reading. Homophobes please go away.

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, Seth Forsyth truly believed he was going to die like an abandoned animal in the old mill hidden deep in the forest surrounding his University. Through a fog of almost unbearable pain and the metallic tang of his own blood drifting around him, he prayed for something, anything to either save him or put him out of his misery. This Halloween prank, set in motion by the very brothers of the fraternity he had been forced by his family to plege for turned out to be a gang of homophobic pricks. Careless over privileged bastards who thought nothing of killing him all because he was out and proud. Little did Seth know that his prayers were about be answered, but not in the way he or anyone else would have ever expected. The call of his spilled blood awakened something he'd never believed until that very night could have truly existed. Read to see what happens to those who venture where they shouldn't on All Hallows Eve.