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.

(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.

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.

*A continuance of "Good Boy" But can be read independently* Pain is nothing new. Scott King lost his true love to lung cancer five years ago. He has since coped by burying himself in his work and keeping Danny's items in a shrine-like manner. He's taken by surprise when a business partner introduces him to Puppy--a lost sub with sad eyes and an uncaring Dom. Scott is stunned to find himself pulled into Puppy's baby blue eyes and even more surprised with the need to bring the poor boy home and show him the love and affection he'd been denied his entire life. Puppy has always assumed himself to be a burden. Haunted by his past with an emotionally unavailable Dom, he feels he doesn't deserve the love and kindness extended toward him by Scott. But as they grow closer Puppy grows more and more aware of the impact Danny's death has had on Scott. He begins to question if Scott is truly over the death and available to care for Puppy emotionally. Together they need to heal their hearts from all the pain they've dealt with. *Warnings: ManxMan, death, sexual content, strong language, mature situations, bdsm*

Black Moon Series Book #2 Warning: #Mature #Gay #Office This story is a prequel to I was shooting for the Moon, I Hit Two Stars. I strongly recommend you to go read it before you start this one, but if the "ménage" story doesn't appeal to you, then start with this one. It's up to you! Joshua Pierce, CEO and heir of Pierce Constructions, is a successful business man. He turned what was a very profitable company into an empire that builds luxurious mansions and buildings throughout the USA and is about to expand his activity with a new division dedicated to small luxurious hotels. His favorite pastime? SEX. Sex with a capital S. Joshua is a gay Dominant and spends all his free time with his current Submissive between his playroom and the Black Diamond, a private club that indulges in BDSM and owned by one of his best friends. All this is a game for Joshua. He uses the Subs, enjoys their company for a few weeks or months and once he gets tired, he chooses another one. But at the age of nearly 28, he should start thinking about settling down. What would it take for him to do so? Is he ready to give up on his lifestyle? Certainly not... Liam Reed, aged 20, recently obtained an Associate's degree in Business Administration and he is about to start an internship as an executive assistant in a building company. He shares an apartment with his one and only friend Shannon who is the total opposite to him. Shannon is loud, outgoing and an extrovert. Liam is quiet, shy and introvert. Shannon was a lazy dunce and lives from small jobs. Liam was the nerdy guy, focused on his studies and willing to work hard. Shannon has a very active sex life and he is bisexual. Liam is a virgin, refuses any thoughts of being gay, though he just believes himself asexual. What happens when he gets to meet the Big Boss in rather disastrous circumstances? What is this weird electricity that runs through his body when he briefly locks eyes with the tall man?

I was supposed to be the happiest guy! Even after my parents kicked me out for being gay, I had a wonderful boyfriend who took me in. Except life isn't a fairy tale and someone along the way stole my happily-ever-after. When fate eventually makes me cross path with my savior, my Daddy, I am determined to never fall again in the trap that love is, only to discover that you can't control this kind of feelings. My name is Zach and this is the story of how I went from broken boy to a confident and exuberant one. The only one who managed to bend the resolutions of the man who had sworn love away of his life. I must be one of the happiest men on Earth! Owner of a discotheque which hides a BDSM club, I enjoy a different Submissive every night for steamy hot sex. What can I say, I'm a kinky guy! Although deep down, I only have meaningless one-night stands because I am afraid to destroy the people I love. When fate makes me cross path with my Baby, I am determined to never succumb to the feelings this sweet boy is awakening inside me. My name is Aiden and this is the story of how a crazy boy subdued my heart.

Black Moon Series Book #3 Warning: #Mature #Gay #Triggering You shouldn't read this story before you have read at least I Would Give Him The Moon as you'll be missing part of the plot otherwise. My name is Camden and my friends categorize me as a sadist. A sadistic Dominant. I need to get this anger within out and I do so by inflicting mental and physical pain to my Submissives. And yet the moment I get the best kicks is through the aftercare I dispense. My soul is twisted. My past is twisted. * My name is Noah. I'm a homeless teenager who ran away from a homophobic family who never loved me because of what I supposedly did to my twin sister. I need pain to soothe my troubled mind. So I self-harm. My soul is twisted. My past is twisted. "A lifetime of consumption, They've all become the same, I punish them for pleasure, And pleasure some with pain. I punish you with pleasure, And pleasure you with pain" Thirty Seconds To Mars - End Of All Days "I wanna hide the truth I wanna shelter you But with the beast inside There's nowhere we can hide [...] When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide Don't get too close It's dark inside It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide" Imagine Dragons - Demons

How do you get your life back when you have gone through hell? I wouldn't know; it has been two years and a half and I barely survive each day. Oh! I pretend I'm alright, teaching my classes, working on my research, going out with my friends, hiding behind a mask of normality. But this is just a facade. I can barely sleep most nights and often have nightmares that leave me drenched in sweat. My life is just plainly pathetic until I meet one certain student's older brother. My name is Anthony, I am twenty-nine and I am going to tell you how I submitted to the love of my life. I am a Dominant. I love to have total control over my partners, giving commands that they obey, managing every aspect of their life. I guess this is my way of coping with the childhood I endured around my controlling and abusive father. I thought I had found the perfect Submissive but he left me, feeling too oppressed under my dominance - I admit I am excessively strict - so I am still searching for this special someone until I meet my little brother's math teacher. My name is Ethan, I am thirty and I am going to tell you how I subdued the love of my life.

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.