“The love of knowledge is a kind of madness.” ― C.S. Lewis Fabien is a feather heart who isn't as outrageous as most but what trouble does he get in to when the complicated and curious Shaun Buckler has an eye on him to answer one of his curious cases: what is it like to be a gay lover? Follow this love story that is packed with sadness, reconciliation and a discovery of a love that has been labeled taboo. THANKS TO KRIS FOR THE BADASS COVER.

Brody Rosewood was on his way, he was going to become a criminal lawyer. He wanted to make his dads proud of him, but what happens when something bad happens to him? What happens when the law can't do anything to help him? He was the happy go lucky, loving life kind of kid, but on that terrible night he changed, his attitude became the one of an asshole no bullshitting kind of guy, now he avoids vising his parents, brother and sister. He dropped out of college and now is freelancing at the worst possible job out there, deciding to take the law into his own hands, he became everyone's worst nightmare, can someone help Brody or is he lost in that web of anger forever? When he's due for a visit to his family after 5 long years of him being away, he finds something that he's not sure he wants to keep it.

Pierce McKnight died on the night of his 21st birthday, only he didnt move into the light like he was suppost to, no he was stuck in a timeline until his suppost soulmate was born.. Kevin Robertson was a 20 year old College boy, so carefree, nothing ever get to him...He parties all night, and studies all day, he is never in a commited relationship just a string of one night stands and he was happy seeing as he was Bisexual, he could have any girl or boy, with his slender nice body and his white blond hair he had the looks, the personality and the money seeing as he came from it, he had an older sister and older brother.

Elliot is, and has always been, stuck in his home town. Sure, it's a fairly large city. Sure, all his family and friends are there. Sure, he has a job he absolutely adores. But he still isn't happy. No matter how much he loves working in Auntie Mae's Tea shop, baking cakes day in and day out, he can't find it in himself to be happy. He knows exactly what's wrong; he has a dream. His dream is to one day move to Paris and open his own bakery. Baking is his passion, and he wants to devote his life to it. The only problem is that he can't seem to get away from his current life to start a new one. He once told himself his studies were holding him back. When he was done with those, he used the excuse of renovating the entire Tea Shop. Then, when he finally couldn't find any more excuses, he gave up. He knew he was waiting for something to happen. The problem? He didn't know what. But what about that man who recently started visiting the shop? He definitely wasn't one of the regulars; his face, you would recognize. He comes every evening at six o'clock, and stays for an hour. Could he be what Elliot is waiting for? *Deals with self-esteem issues which I've been told might be triggering*

If you remember the CEO Commands and Commanding the CEO, and if you have read or are reading Dominated by The Tycoon, you are already familiar with Joseph Madison. The gorgeous Publishing Agent who was the third partner of the lovingly hot trio along with his Dominant Damien, and his playmate, the adorable little Gavin. This story will complete the series and give you the insight of how Joseph made the heart wrenching decision to break away from his beloved men to seek a love all of his own. Read to see who it was that managed to sweep Joe off his feet so thoroughly that he would even contemplate leaving Damien and Gavin's love and attentions. Read to see how someone who was supposed to melt in the background, someone who was paid to take a bullet for you if the need arises. The very person that supposed to be your shadow shone brighter for Joseph than the sun itself. Read to see how his protector not only watched over his physical body but wound up taking his heart into safe keeping as well. You should also remember Bethany Madison, Joseph's sister, and Personal Assistant to Marcus Roche, CEO of Roche Incorporated also found love within the walls of The Dungeon with the brooding third partner of the business, Micah Reynolds. Joseph and Corey are the only family she has left in the world, and she has mothered them and cared for them from the dawn of time. And that hasn't changed. It was during one of her episodes of having to take a maternal role of caring for Joseph's uncertain feelings towards his sexuality that she met the warily distrustful Micah and showed him that yes, there is indeed something out called love, She showed him that not all women where evil, spiteful, and deceitful creatures that he had the unfortunate ordeal of dealing with in his past. It took a lot of patience and a lot of understanding and love on her part, but she captured the big man's heart as well. Read the siblings story that has led them to their happily ever after.

I have been summoned home, back to the dry desert landscapes and the lush oasis estate home where I was born and raised until I was sent off to attend the western schools like most sons of wealthy Arabic families. I didn't want come back for the reasons that caused my parents to demand my return. I didn't want to have anything to do with my maternal Grandfather, but the ancient tyrant was dead and as a good son, I returned to the land of my birth and do what is required of me. If it wasn't for my angel of a mother, I would have stayed State side where I was happily enjoying my life and the freedom to be who I am as I managed our families multiple business corporations there. Now, I must see to the estate and business holdings the old man has left behind for the El-Hamin legacy once again expand its wealth. The maternal side of my family's money and its import and export companies has been finally released from the iron fist of the old man's control. Little did I know that when I inherited this responsibility, I also inherited something that will shock me to the core of my soul. An undiscovered secret that the aged bigot has kept locked up in a hidden room in the master suite of his palatial home. The bastard continued practicing an antiquated custom that the men of my line have long ago ceased to adhere to in these modern times. I found myself placed in a situation that will bring me to my knees and challenge the beat of my heart.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Scottie.... If there was a picture of a person next to the definition of being socially inept in the dictionary, the picture would have been of me. Dealing with people gave me hives. Just the thought of talking to someone I'm not familiar with made me want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world. But no one understood that, no one understood me. Not my Aunt, and definitely not the limited amount of people in my life. No one that is until Him. He walked into my Aunt's bakery and I swear from that moment on, he owned me. Mind, body, and soul. Nolan... I am a Master Dominant, a self-made man in my own right. I have no doubts about myself. I have a lot to offer any sub of my choosing. I'm wealthy. I own several businesses. From my elite members only get-away that catered to the rich and famous in the lifestyle. To my new kink-friendly club I'm getting ready to launch directly across the street from a quaint little bakery that employed a young man sweeter than any of the confections they had to offer. It's been a long time since I've had a boy of my own. Don't get me wrong, I have beautiful boys throwing themselves at my feet on a daily basis. I've trained most of them in the art of submission, but none of them have caught my interest like this gorgeous Angel has. I needed to make him mine as much as I needed air to breathe. He will be my boy.

After years of abuse at the sadistic hands of his Stepfather, Issac Carmichael had finally snapped in a haze of hatred, pain, and feelings of total helplessness. It was his driving need to get away from the abuse and torment, and a desperate attempt of self preservation he had made a choice. A life altering decision that he had no recourse but to act on it at the first given opportunity. And the penalty for that choice landed him where he was, in court standing on trial for his crime. But instead of life prison; he was deemed insane by the wonderful panel of his peers and sent off to Covington Behavioral Institute to be analyzed and treated. He was supposed to spend anywhere from 10 years to the rest of his life here and Issac thought it was better than where he was coming from. He just wanted to finally be left alone, and Issac didn't make it easy for anyone to get close to him or even speak to him.That was until Dr. Royce Covington stepped in to personally handle his case. The esteemed and world renowned Psychiatrist, and owner of the Behavioral Institute and the most beautiful man Issac has ever laid his eyes upon in all the years of his miserable messed up life. The slender man was to be his shrink, to try to figure out what made him tick, to bring him out of his shell, to find out the why behind his murderous act, and to treat his self destructive behavior. Read the difficult journey of these two, the compassionate Doctor and the unwilling Patient.

Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson Dr. Jean Broody is a hot-headed, happy-go-lucky type of person whose world is filled with sex and merriment. He believes that people should not allow society to dictate how they must live their lives because life is too short. With a successful career, the love of his family, money, and an endless supply of willing ladies at his beck and call, he thinks he has it all. Till Bradley sweeps into his life like a storm and brings with him an unexpected awakening that brings Jean to his knees. Lt. Bradley Jackson is an honest-to-goodness bad-ass and intense person who doesn't care much for fun. A survivor of a dark and rough childhood, he is a strong advocate of discipline. When he's forced to live with Jean, the most laid-back person he's ever met, he's pushed to explore his deepest desires. He recognizes something in Jean that calls to him. Something that he needs...something he can't resist. When these two completely different personalities find themselves together, things take a dangerous, intense and exciting turn that shocks both of them. How will Jean cope when he finds himself in uncharted territory that threatens to change who he is? Can Bradley survive the desperate, soul-deep desire within, in the face of the hovering danger that could destroy both of them? This story contains hot explicit sexual scenes, graphic language, mind-blowing passion and total hotness. Brace yourselves! Peace! (Cover by the amazing SuperSonicPaGer)