*ManxMan* [This story involves acts between males. If this is not your cup of tea so to say than you are more than welcome to leave and find it somewhere else on this fine website] ~Short Story~ A Secretary's job entails keeping records, making appointments for their Boss and carrying out task asked of them. Sage has been trained by his father since he was a child and has hated every second of it; always making every decision in his life. But when Sage is offered to be the new secretary for the gorgeous CEO of a pristine marketing company he can't decline the sexy lips of James Amoux. The only thing is, he doesn't know how he will handle working for the man that haunts his every wet dream. *Unedited*

"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it..." This is a boyxboy story with mature scenes, if you're not comfortable with it, DO NOT READ! Read at your own risk. Copyright © 2015 All Rights Reserved.

I never did stand a chance, did I? I sat on the couch and watched him make out with some random chick through the open patio doors. Every time his hand groped her side, it made me regret coming to this party more than I already did. This entire thing was his idea and I only came to it because he was my best friend. If only he knew that I wanted to take our friendship to an entirely different level. Of course, I would never do such a thing for the fear of losing him. I would forever be his wingman, destined to be stuck watching him. Wishing that it was me that he was making out with instead of some random chick. I knew that I never could never be with him that way and it tore me apart every time that I looked at him. ... 3rd Place Winner in the @WpAfterDark #Scarletletteranthology ... Fair warning: This story contains alcohol use and ManXMan content.

I stood off to the side of the bar and scanned the people in the room. The guy that I was looking for had been at this party every time for the past three years. Every year he was always wearing the exact same costume, a black mask, and cape with a black shirt and jeans. Every year we ended up dancing together. However, I never did get the mask off him to see who he truly was. The way that his eyes gazed at me through the mask was enough to make me melt in his arms. This was now my senior year in college and my last chance to see who this mystery man was. Tonight, my sole mission was to discover the identity of the man behind the mask. The shadowy figure, that made my heart flutter just thinking about him.

Jamie Warren had spent three years working for Lorenzo Bertarelli as his assistant. There was a certain amount of fire between the two. Jamie had came into the company as his assistant three years ago, and he was the first assistant that Lorenzo had, that he didn't chase off in a week. Jamie was just the right amount of precise, just the right level of organized, and he was thorough in his work for Lorenzo. Lorenzo valued that kind of work ethic, and thought that Jamie was the perfect assistant for him. It didn't take long at all for sparks to fly between the two, and they were meeting up in hotels late at night, going out to private dinners and having sex. It was the perfect arrangement for them, as they could be seen together because of their work relationship, and it wasn't weird. They behaved very professionally at work in order to keep their relationship a secret so they didn't have any stress or pressures. Keeping things a secret made things perfect--intimate and private. It was fun to have secret meetings and it really turned the heat up in the bedroom.

Jasper was used to rich men flaunting their money and acting like they were sex gods when they really sucked, so when he got a call from his boss about Darrek Blackwell, he wasn't exactly thrilled. That was... until he met him at the restaurant he'd requested he meet him at. Darrek was astonishingly sexy--something that stood out immediately because he hadn't witnessed many attractive rich men hitting up an escort line. Even a high-class one. He also radiated dominance, something that had him writhing in his seat, needy for more than just husky words whispered into his ear over drinks in an expensive restaurant.

Sheriff Booker Marino isn't sure about hiring Saif Basra. He's definitely qualified, but he also seems like he might be hiding something. And the fact that he's instantly attracted to the guy is only one more possible complication. Saif doesn't think the sexy Sheriff will give him the job. But that doesn't mean he's leaving Sunnyvale. There's something important he needs to do. However, when one of Booker's officers is hurt, he has no choice but to hire Saif. Hopefully he won't regret it... ***Gay Werewolf Romance ***~33,300 words ***Adult Content ***As with all of my work, I might remove this and just leave a sample up later- just wanted to put up this warning :). Also, Booker's Mate is available for purchase right now at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, ARe, Smashwords, etc. ***I plan to post a new chapter at least every Friday :)

Lorenzo never expected to be looking for a new pack. But when his Alpha's behavior pushes him out, he finds himself fighting in the tournament to show off his skills to potential new Alphas. Only problem is, his old one just can't seem to let things go... Thatcher never thought he'd find himself in the tournament either. Or that he'd end up sharing a tent with someone as sexy as Lorenzo. He just wants to focus on competing. But, man. It's difficult. This could get real complicated real fast. ***Adult Content (18+), ~20,000 words, Gay Werewolf Novella

Ghost walks the halls, only seen by one boy, Quinn, in years. The two are close friends, inseparable really. Another kid, Sean, gets an injury from a near death experience, now they can both see the ghost. Sean finds out that Quinn really wasn?t a weirdo talking to himself, but can he accept that he is now the same in peer?s eyes? Ghost is freaked, no one has seen him but this one kid his entire lonely existence, but now there are two? The three have to find out why they can see Ghost when no one else can. The secret may lie in fate or in something from ghosts past.

A story of comfort and love on a stormy night between two men. Written for RaeKitano's Lgbt No Dialog Short Story Challenge.