A work-related injury leaves special agent Michael O'Connolly forced to part ways with the FBI on an extended sick leave. He's been out of commission for weeks and is desperately ready for some action, but when he grabs hold of a filthy street kid, trying to pick his pockets, he gets more than he bargained for. Nineteen year old Jason Thames was accustomed to hard living. The streets had been his life for more years than he cared to remember. He did whatever he could to survive, but one cold, wet night he picks the wrong pocket, and gets caught up in a world he never thought he could have. The agent is harsh and intimidating, but he wants to help him, even when he discovers that Jason has a two year old son; Little Timmy. Over time, the attraction between the two men simmers, and Michael finds himself falling for both his house guests, but how can he hope for a future when the present is so riddled with uncertainty?

[BoyxBoy] ... Andy is in love with his older brother, but can't say anything to him. His best friend tries to get him to talk to his brother, but Andy is just scared that Kain, his older brother, will only make fun of him. Follow Andy through a short journey to win his brother's heart. Or does Andy own Kain's heart already? Copyright © 2011 Shax Rodriguez All rights reserved.

Timmy is a werewolf. Happy and innocent, but no member of the pack, since the Alpha decided that he was a "weakling" and not even worth the place of an Omega. He didn't mind. The pack loved him anyways and the hardships of his childhood, caused by cruel and jealous kids didn't really reach him. He never understood why people were mean to him and together with Buddy he figured one day that sometimes people are strange. Timmy never thought that he would have a mate. The Alpha always told him he was not worthy having a mate, and so he took his fate like everything else: With a shrug. Until one day changed everything.

***This story is Manxman and it is rated R for sexual content! If you are bothered by that then please do not read. I will not tolerate any ignoramous comments about how wrong it is. You have been warned so simply back away slowly or turn and run like hell but do not message me in disgust or complaint if you choose to read and see something you don't want to! **** Will is running from more than just the man who held him prisoner, he is running from the memories, the pain, the knowledge of what he's been made to do and the way he's been used. Running away at night seemed the logical choice until he found himself running straight into a blizzard and realized that he'd die of cold out there alone--but at least he would die free. Turner has all he wants in his sanctuary up in the mountains. His horse, his mule and his trust coonhound, Beaux, are the only company he desires. Three years he'd been alone and tried telling himself that he was content but all that changes the day he finds a dying man in a snow bank. Neither of these men were looking for love but what better way to make fate laugh than to talk about your own plans... and there's just something that happens, some magic in the air, when it's Christmas time, you're fighting attractions and you find yourself snowed in.

Corey is the shy young artistic intern. The ink was barely dry on his Degree, but he managed, with the help of a childhood friend to land a sweet job with Roche Marketing Inc., where his creativity can shine. On his very first day of work he literally ran smack dab into the Sexiest man he had ever laid his eyes on and it was like he was struck by lightning when none other than Marcus Roche, the CEO of the company, stopped his fall. The man's touch seared him, marked him and even though the man was his boss, Corey wanted desperately to belong to him. Marcus Roche is the brilliant force behind his company, the CEO of Roche Marketing INC. His cold and unyielding personality commanded respect and perfection of those around him. His personal life was no different, Marcus is a Dominant, an badass one at that, he craved to have sweet little boys kneeling at his feet worshipping him, he was content to have his subs fawning all over him at his club, The Dungeon; but he had no desire to have a relationship with any of them outside of the playrooms. What will happen to his well organized world when a young intern literally stumbles into life with big innocent blue eyes that he felt could see right into his soul?

This book will involve all the ideas that cross my mind but can't be developed into full books. I promise good content and many feels. I named this V because each short story will probably have a character whose name will start with V. It's my signature of sorts.

[WARNING there is BOYXBOY action in this story so if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!] It's been five years since Connor moved in with Caleb and Avery as their adopted son. Since then Connor has been surrounded by people who hate him for something he didn't do, they cleverly hide it from their Alpha's but give no such courtesy to him. After being abused almost his whole life he was happy that Caleb had come along and saved him from that fate. He hoped for a fresh start with his new family but the Spirits were never merciful to him for long. He loved Avery and Caleb and because of that reason is why he's puts up with this ostracism and stayed in the Sky Raven pack this long. But once again Connor secretly longed for another savior to come along and take him from the ridiculously ignorant people of this world. But in a bizarre twist of fate all his earlier problems seem to fade in the background when he happens upon the one person he thought he's never encounter, followed by a couple of interesting and strange new friends who come along the way; his mundane world is quickly turned inside out and he suddenly found himself having to do the saving instead of being the one who's saved

Adam Saunders and Rory Tanning have barely been housemates for a month but are really close - both living the life of every young adult, the only drama being girls, boys and getting drunk at parties. But one bite from a werewolf soon changes all that. - Copyright © 2012 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.