Peter is a crippling shy introvert. He never talks to new people and pretty much has himself holed up in his apartment with his only company being his childhood best friend Evan. Though when he discovers the lifestyle of BDSM he becomes insanely curious, enough to leave his safe haven to explore all the lifestyle has to offer. It doesn't take long for Peter to find a potential Dom, Robert, or Rob. The man can be intense, passionate, and extremely protective towards Peter, but with his intensity comes understanding and patience, all traits that has Peter thinking he can open up to the Dominant male. And that is all Rob needs because all he wants is Peter. *~*~*~*~* Rob and Peter are connected to @PaisleyViking 's stories and I seriously advise you to check out her stories if you haven't! There are also spinoffs from this story that can be see as stand alone on my page :).

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Everything started with a piece of a paper being held up against a window sill decorated by different types of flowers saying "Hi! my names Harry, Whats yours? :)"

*BOYXBOY EXTREME* Innocent, pure Harry with dark Niall. What will Harry do? Stay, fight, learn to love? What will Niall do to protect his claim? Use fear, charm, love? Could be everything in between. *warning; includes swearing, smut, other*