Currently available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei^^ (boyxboy) Growing up as a girl was hard enough in the early eighteen hundreds. Growing up as a girl while being a boy? Nearly impossible. Ariel finds himself stuck between what he's been taught his entire life and what he's wanted his entire life. When a chance encounter with a man he wished to stay far away from occurs at the most awkward of times, Ariel is forced to abandon his former lifestyle... for one he doesn't understand how to live.

Mitten in der Nacht wird Yves aus dem Schlaf gerissen und verkauft. Der einzige Mensch in seinem Leben, sein Freund hatte ihn einfach weggegeben, um seine Schulden zu begleichen. Auch wenn er versprach ihn zurück zu holen. Weggegeben zu Menschen, die ihn noch schlechter behandelten. Für die er nichts weiter war, als ein wertloser Sklave. Zumindest dachte er das. Bis der Bruder seines "Meisters" auftauchte und tatsächlich Yves' Sprache sprechen konnte. Gebärdensprache. Denn Yves war nicht nur ein Sklave, er war auch noch taub.

»Er war mein Baby, mein Sklave, gefangener, geliebter, mein Kätzchen, meine Welt und das Objekt meiner Begierde. Ich wollte auch seine Welt sein« Akira hat ein schweres Leben. Es scheint als wären alle positiven Dinge genommen worden und nur die Negativen zurück geblieben. In einem Moment auf den anderen verändert sich sein Leben und das seit seiner Kindheit. Nicht einmal seine Freiheit ist ihm geblieben. 10.5.18= #2 in Mafia❤ 13.5.18= #1 in Sklave❤ 16.09.18 = #1 in Mafia Boss❤ ________________________________ ❌ Trigger Warnung❌ Diese Story beinhaltet folgende sensible Inhalte: - Sexueller Missbrauch - Mord & Gewalt - Psychische Erkrankungen - Suizid - toxische Beziehung - Drogenmissbrauch - BDSM - Stockholm Syndrom

In der Geschichte "Freedom" von MisVik geht es um einen jungen dessen name Tyler lautet. Sein Ex freund hintergeht ihn und wegen leichtsinigkeit wird er auf dem schwarz markt verkauft. Er sehnt sich nach seiner Freiheit. Wird sein Meister ihn gehen lassen? Oder ihm mehr leid zufügen? #49 in Romanze [22.12.16] #15 Schwul [15.05.18]

Christian Ivanov and Alexander Hamilton have finally found each other. But it wouldn't be love, if every universal force imaginable wasn't hell bent on breaking these two up before their romance has even really begun. Among the lies, the family secrets, the revenge, and the addictions... will Christian and Alex have what it takes to hold it together when shit really hits the fan? Or will they fall victim to their own self-sabotage. •• Book Two of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?" •• Christian Ivonov, CEO of Ivonov enterprises, had always been the best at fucking things up. Whether it be relationships, or company connections, nothing was too far out of his reach to ruin. Alexander Hamilton had always been the best at fixing things. Computers, to be exact. He wasn't sure how Christian got the impression that Alex could fix him too. •• A story in which a what should be anger management patient meets a functioning alcoholic, and they somehow manage to save each other. Book One of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

Was passiert wenn sich die gegenüberliegenden Schulen hassen? Wenn sie die andere Schule und deren Schüler als unnötig bezeichnen, obwohl sie sich nicht wirklich kennen? Colben Parker hasst Lupus Devouir und Lupus Devouir hasst Colben Parker. Beide sind die Bad Boys ihrer Schule. Beide sehen verdammt gut aus. Doch etwas unterscheidet sie massiv von einander, denn der eine spielt nicht nur für die Menschen eine große Rolle.

Book 3 of HomeLess Growing up in a family was what most kids who didn't have one, would dream about. As he got older, however, A.J. found himself dreaming about the same thing... yet he had a family. He'd been loved by that family as a child, but as he grew, their attention slowly shifted to his younger brother. He came to understand that his adoptive parents would focus a little more on their actual genetic child, but he wasn't prepared to deal with how quickly he lost everything he had cherished. The packed lunches stopped coming when he turned ten. Eleven, the birthday parties ceased. At fourteen, his younger brother was 'too old' to have to share his room, so A.J. was moved to the small laundry room. At sixteen, there were no more 'I love you' or 'have a good day'. At seventeen, the lunch money stopped and the hateful glares started. Then the angry words. Everything he did was wrong. The dishes weren't clean. The laundry wasn't folded right. By the time he finally graduated, a few days after his nineteenth birthday, there was no more attention of any sort. They ignored him, except to tell him that his chores weren't done well enough and that he didn't deserve to eat until they were. A.J., desperate for some sort of attention, and honestly starving, tried one last thing to get them to at least show so semblance of caring, even if it was negative. He told them that he was gay. At nineteen, only a few days after his graduation, A.J. was kicked out of his home with an empty stomach, and an empty heart.

(Book 2 of HomeLess) Domino has always lived his life exactly the way he's wanted to. No one ever stood in his way or bothered to intervene. Unfortunately, his possessive, aggressive, and down-right nasty way of treating people has finally landed him in the big house... And people aren't nearly as easy to berate behind bars.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.