can a broken soul ever be fixed can a broken soul ever find happiness Will the boy ever find the love that he never knew This is dark stuff Triggering stuffs Abuse / suicide / self-harming / rape But also Love / caring / friendship

|| In a world where humans live in poverty under the command of the supernatural, Alex Dunblane, is unaware his mate is searching for him. || In a world where supernatural rule, and keep humans as their slaves, King Everette Kellin, is unaware his mate is what he least expects. || Can the two men put aside their differences before status and controversy control them?

Random murders have been the news of Deerwood for several months. The police have yet to figure out who this serial killer is and why. What'll happen when sixteen year old Ash Carraway becomes the next target? (This is a rewrite of the original I'd Kill For You) Story cover created by niahouston

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

Tanner was a normal 21 year old gay guy. With his brown hair, beautiful green eyes and stunning smile he's got all the guys craving for a piece of him. But what happens when during a fun night out he gets, for lack of better words, kidnapped. After a few weeks of being used for some sick mans personal pleasure Tanner starts to give up hope of every getting home to his family and friends. But when the kidnapper ,Scott, brings his son to tanner, hoping he finds the same pleasure in using tanner's body as he does, he finds the need not to use him but love him. Care for him. Help him. Will he be able to help Tanner behind his fathers back or will things take a turn for the worse? Find out in Kidnappers Son.

"Do you know what metal this knife is made of?" My breaths were coming out in ragged wheezes, sounding garbled as my windpipe fought around the blood in my mouth. "No, sir." "It's silver." Another round of tears sprung loose from my eyes, and my hands curled into fists. How could I be so stupid? I could hear the smile in his voice, "Do you know what I am going to use this knife for, girl?" When I tried to speak, all that came out was a strained sob. A round of laughter erupted from the table, the council reveling in my torture. "I'm sorry, pet, I couldn't hear you," Alpha unhooked the back of my dress, exposing his canvas. A tremor racked my body, nearly seizing my vocal cords, "For carving into my body, sir." "Correct." +++ Copyright© to -hickman