Formerly known by his slave number, forty-two, Cassian is snatched up and named by the alpha of the pack who is also his mate. Will Cassian ever gain Xanders trust? Or will he forever just be the human slave number Forty-two?

"Hello. My name is Serene Ochoa. I want to try out for the position of your assistant. I earned my Masters's degree in literature and-" "Did you read the requirements needed to become my assistant, Ms. Serene?" Nicolas interrupted. Serene cleared his throat. "Mr." "Sorry?" "Sir, it's Mr. Serene." The CEO looked up, staring with his ocean-blue eyes at the male that trembled in the middle of the room. "A man?" "I'm sorry. Did I sign up for a job not suited for a man?" Mr. Anderson raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing on his face as he looked at the pretty man before him. *** Serene Ochoa is on a new career path. With the right qualifications to be an assistant for a gaming company, he finds himself in situations that complicate things. Serene is patient and intelligent when it comes to marketing and business. All he ever wanted was to work at GamerCave's gaming company, but meeting the CEO and discovering his complicated personality made the dream more of a nightmare. Nicolas Anderson is the CEO of GamerCave. He has always been loyal to his father's company and takes everything seriously. There was no room for slacking off in his office. When he puts out an interview for personal assistants, he comes across Serene Ochoa, the only sheep that stands out from the herd. What was so different about this assistant that made Nicolas rebel against his father? BL STATUS: Currently editing.

Sometimes you have to kiss a frog to find a prince.

Troye has a perfectly normal life, thank you very much. He attends high school almost regularly, and sees no qualms having a steady relationship with the inside of his closet. That is, until his stepbrother Dallas decides to make him have some. Dallas has no problem with being the center of attention, I mean hell- he's going to be the alpha of a brand new wolf pack in a matter of a year. Moving in with his little fairy of a step brother? Now that's gonna be a problem. Little does Troye know, Dallas is going to create issues far worse than coming out of the closet. DISCLAIMER: This story is old, writing is poor, and in general needs an overhaul. Enjoy at your own risk :)

He forcefully pushed me against the wall pressing his lips on mines. I refused to kiss pack until he bit down on my lip....hard. It felt wierd...but I liked it....a little. His tongue battled with mine over dominance usually I won....but not in this case. His hands ran up and down my body. I wish he would just stop. I tried to push him off of me but he pulled me and slammed me into the wall again. My back was killing me, now. "I fucking love you Jasper. Why can't you love me?!" He yelled jerking my body back and forward into the wall. "St-stop!!" I cried, he smashed his lips into mines again. I turned my head and moaned softly as my twin brother's warm hand traveled into pants wrapped around my prick.