"Moving his hips to the music, dancing against his best friend Elliot actually shocked himself. He was normally kind of shy, awkward and nerdy but the blaring music, fairly cheap drinks and the respected atmosphere actually made him feel at ease. It's strange to think that it had taken him a long time to accept Sim's invitation to come to his favourite club. There again he never thought he would actually ever step foot into a BDSM club. Hell before Sim he didn't even know they really existed." It took him a lot of encouragement but finally Elliot was going to go to Checkmate, the exclusive men's club his best friend was just obsessed with. He never thought that one small visit on that faithful Friday night would lead to so much more.

Chen Li jie, a well-known criminal died and transmigrated into a soon-to-be-concubine of the cold General Feng Delun. As a straight man himself, he was frustrated that he was about to marry the General and because of that he ran away. But seeing the latter made him intrigued and persisting him to be his wife at all cost. He just never expected, that as the time passed he became straight as a zigzag. S Shou: I'm straight. M Gong: So what? S Shou: I have a sword. M Gong: So what? S Shou: I'm a man dammit! M Gong: As long as there's a hole, there's a way. S Shou: ... DON'T REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! THIS STORY IS MY OWN ORIGINAL. NO TO PLAGIARISM. Unedited

An assassin and a mafia Don. One night, Two results.

In a world where those who are down on their luck can sell themselves to certain markets, Elliot finds himself tied up, being auctioned into a crowd of wealthy masked strangers, where two men find a particular liking to him.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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.

Vincent Crime Family Book Three - Alexi isn't good with feelings. So when someone he didn't view as even a friend until recently gets injured because of their feeling for him, he pushes the feeling of anything like love away. He views the feelings as dangerous and worth avoiding. With the guilt, he feels he's unsure of how to act around Creed anymore. Creed took a bullet for the man he loves. He would do it again if he had to. That's how much he cared for the damaged man, Alexi. With him getting injured, it was like all the work he had done to get Alexi to open up was reversed. The sad part was Creed wasn't above forcing Alexi to see his feelings and be aware of his own.

[A/N] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.

Rating R18+. Contains themes of sex, suicide, abuse, sexual violence and death. Tyler's running out of excuses. He can't hold down a job, can't stay with anyone beyond a single night, and his nightmares and horrible past simply won't stop haunting him. Without any money, he's on the brink of having to go back home, something he'd kill to avoid. An encounter with an ex offers him a solution- to find someone else who can pay the bills, if only Tyler could give them one thing: submission. There's only one dominant Tyler can find himself even remotely interested in- someone he would've never looked at twice before. He's intense and secretive, and the electricity between them can't be ignored- but Tyler's new to this, but he's determined to figure out what seems to be wrong with Colby. But Tyler's got secrets, some worse than others- all of which he finds harder and harder to keep from Colby.

Nathan is a pop star trying to finish his album. Elijah is a reporter gathering insider info. When they start fake dating, their worlds turn upside down... ***** When Nathan Lowe and Elijah Scott agree to stage a relationship for publicity reasons, both of them are striving for their own goals. Finding love is certainly not one of them, and yet it is only a matter of time until the lines between pretense and passion start to blur and what started as a PR stunt soon turns out to be more than they bargained for. Before they know it, they find themselves caught in a web of lies and intrigues, mind games and manipulation, until the only thing they can know for sure is this: Nothing in Hollywood is ever quite the way it seems. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity and drug use, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro