We agreed on no strings attached, exploring our sexual fantasies and satisfying each others needs, it's a secret we both wish to not share. He's a well respected business man people come to love and behind closed doors he's a different person. I obey his every order and kneel before him waiting for his next command. The way to touches me, commands me and loves me makes my mind go blank, no matter how much I beg for more, he won't give it to me. I knew he has a past he doesn't want to share, I wondered how long he's done this and how many people were his submissive. I have my doubts I tend to ignore, I wanted to show the world who he belongs to. When his previous submissive comes back waiting for Master to claim him, I question my love for him. He's my friend. He's my Master. Master Logan. Warning: Contains BDSM, mature content, violence.

He's a successful tattoo artist, she's an aspiring stylist; chemistry is undeniable from their first meeting...read to see what happens. (18+)

This is Book I of the French Billionaire Series. *-*-*-*-* Grayson Reed has just turned 18 and is sick of his fathers relentless abuse. So what does he do? He runs away. He ends up at a club sidewalk, to tired to keep going. But he knows that a club is not a good place to rest. But before he can get away someone stops him, showing him nothing but kindness. Jean La Boussière, a 26 year old French entrepreneur who owns a multi-billion dollar buisness. He has come to the great city of Los Angeles, California to expand his company. Little did he know that he would meet a charming young boy that he couldn't leave helpless and alone on that club sidewalk. [Cover Made by -dailydose] Read at your own risk! This was my first attempt at a BoyxBoy story and it needs MAJOR editing. !!!!!CRINGIEST STORY YOU WILL EVER READ!!!!!

Troye has a perfectly normal life, thank you very much. He attends high school almost regularly, and sees no qualms having a steady relationship with the inside of his closet. That is, until his stepbrother Dallas decides to make him have some. Dallas has no problem with being the center of attention, I mean hell- he's going to be the alpha of a brand new wolf pack in a matter of a year. Moving in with his little fairy of a step brother? Now that's gonna be a problem. Little does Troye know, Dallas is going to create issues far worse than coming out of the closet. DISCLAIMER: This story is old, writing is poor, and in general needs an overhaul. Enjoy at your own risk :)

David Langston is a nerd, a quiet nerd but once you get to know him he's cheerful and happy, and sarcastic. He's always been top of his class, and the golden boy, until he meets star quarterback Ace Mitchell, the most handsome, seductive and intelligent guy. Ace is high tempered, loves a challenge, and doesn't believe in LOVE! But once he sets his eyes on David he's got to have him, and from their David's quarterback addiction begins.

It started with an assignement for school. Shadow a parent for a month. Sounds easy right? Wrong. Levy Newark just wanted the month to be over when the assignment started. He wasn't fond of the idea to shadow his mom at a clothing design company. Until he met the CEO Jeremiah Cole. He felt an instant connection to his mother's boss but knew there would be no future with that man, or he thought. Then Ian Kelly comes along, making Levy even more confused than he already was before. Is there any way Levy will figure out his feelings for the men without hurting either of them? Or himself.

"The sexual tension was so thick in the car you could cut it with a knife...He gripped my waist and hoisted me in the air, my legs were around his waist. I could feel his erection poking me through his pants. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other." Avaa Scott is one of the most sought out psychiatrist in Philadelphia. She's the best at her job, but her personal life is a little jacked up. Her boyfriend has cheated on her for the last time, so that night she and her family decide to go to the club. But Avaa doesn't leave with them. What will happen when she has a one night stand with a mysterious man? Will they meet again? Read to find out This story includes mature content. Read at your own risk.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."