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.

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

[WARNING: HOMOSEXUAL EROTIC SCENES/BoyxBoy story] Oliver knows the exact amount of days he has spent in the orphanage he has lived in for the past nine years, three months and twenty days ago, and has, ever since, been waiting for someone to adopt him. He has had about a million interviews and no one ever wanted to adopt him. By now he has lost all hope. But maybe the million and one interview will be the charm. Salvador goes through life not caring about anything. He just doesn't understand why he should care when nothing was ever going to change in his shitty town. People have been turning a blind eye on what is done to him for years and he just can't bring himself to care anymore. But rumor has it there's a new guy in town, so maybe things still have a chance to change? This story is protected by Safe Creative Registration code: 1602136551709 All rights reserved. This story has four covers so far: Original sepia colored cover made by me A blueish colored cover made by Shax_Panda A normal colored cover with blue letters made by Baby_Muffy And one with a stripe shirted guy with headphones made by me

********************SPOILER ALERT********************** DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ BREAKING FINN, IT WILL RUIN THE ENDING!! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a sequel to Breaking Finn. It's pretty much essential that you read that first. Everything that happens in this story is an aftermath to what happens in that story; therefore I have removed the description. Some readers who came here first, read the description and then were bummed out because in some ways, it was a spoiler for Breaking Finn. So... Just go read Breaking Finn first and then you will have a good idea what this sequel is going to be about. :) As usual, all photos of models that are used to portray my characters do not belong to me, and they have no connection to the real person. I have no knowledge of these models private life and this story in no way portrays them or their preferences. If you are one of my readers, you know that I like to use pictures of models and music videos to add depth to my chapters. We are a multi-media world now and I truly believe they add a lot to my story, so please look at both the picture and the music video. But again, note that the models have not given their permission nor endorsement to use their images here, I have just borrowed them from the internet. Since I don't make any money using their pictures here and I am letting you know that they have no connection to the story, I am hoping this is all good. If you do not like manxman stories, please do not continue on (though, if you read Breaking Finn and moved on to this sequel, I kinda have a hunch that you don't mind it). This story is my property, please do not copy it. All rights reserved, copyrighted, yada yada yada.

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?