"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

Ivy loves Christian and Christian loves Ivy. Ivy will always love Christian. No matter what he does to him. No matter how many bruises are left on the boy's skin. No matter how hard Christian hits him, Ivy loves him. And he knows Christian loves him, even if he shows it in a different way. Ivy needs help.

Taylor is a sweet little thing, cute as a button and a real people person. He is a dutiful Grandson who went into business with his maternal Grandparents and kept himself busy by modernizing their Café and Bakery in their little corner of the city. Je t'aime Café was one of the oldest of the Small Businesses on Cameron Ave. Taylor's Grandparents traveled to America from France as a young married couple and both had worked in Hotel Restaurants as trained Pastry Chefs until they saved up enough money to open their own Bakery. Over the years the Café not only offered the most mouthwatering pastry and baked goods, they also served lunches to locals, and their aromatic coffee creations rivaled the Mega Chain Stores. They have also gone on the World Wide Web offering their Wedding Cake services and made to order specialty cakes and pastries. Then one day a pixie like young woman came into the shop and inquired about their Wedding Cakes and she brought her surly Big Brother, Evan Stone with her. Taylor took one look at the mountain of a man and felt the almost immediately he felt the painful jab of Cupid's arrow as it pierced his fluttering heart. He was the same piece of eye candy that owned the Motorcycle Shop almost directly across the street from the Café, and Taylor had spent many a day with his nose pressed up against the glass in hopes of getting a glimpse of the muscular Sex God. He quickly realized that if he wanted to get the man to finally notice him, Taylor was going to have his work cut out for him. He was going to find a way to convince the big jaded man that there was something out there called Love and that it truly existed on this mortal plane. Read Evan and Taylor's love story and come to see how Evan found his heart's content.

This book will be series of multiple one shots, this is in appreciation to all my fans, requested by my fans. So YOU determine how this book will go. So here is what you do, you post me a message under this book title once it posted, whether it's a cowboy, vampire, werewolf, or plain human story, but it has to be manxman or boyxboy. I will this one time take requests for high school stories but only seniors 18 or older in the story. Please no fan fics like real life bands, actors, or music artists, athletes or the such, totally fictional characters, it's easier to write because I may not be familiar with the chosen person or people. So if you ever had a fantasy about a cop, nurse, doctor, teacher, your boss, best friend or the like drop me a line and I will write a one shot about it dedicated to you. This is how I choose to say thank you to all those who supports my stories. Thank you all of you, xoxo ladydianna01.

Luis Randall watched dry eyed as his husband was lowered into the dark cold earth that was his final resting place. He was saddened by the lost of his friend and his companion, but in a sense, he was relieved. Jackson was no longer suffering and now Luis is free, but free to do what? Luis had literally devoted his life to Jackson or should he say a lifetime. Jackson came from money and made even more as CEO of his family's businesses. He left Luis with enough money to last him several lifetimes, houses, cars, and all the trappings of wealth, but nothing remotely close to what he needed, and that was a direction of what to do next, and where to go. Luis drew himself into a protective little shell, he cut himself off from everyone and everything. His anchor had been taken away and his world was thrown into the chaotic winds of time. It wasn't until his sister executed an intervention and dragged Luis to their summer home and the stunning little beauty caught the attention of his family's closest neighbors, a masterful and assertive type of a man that knew exactly what Luis needed, and Dr. Stephen Giles was more than prepared to give it to him. Read to see how Luis copes with the calm after the storm.

*This is a spin off from Rescue Me.* Ahron and Ayden are Vampire twins. Just adorably little and cute. Their world is blown apart when their extremely protective parents are killed in a tragic accident. They are lost but not alone as they travel across the Atlantic Ocean from London, England from the only home they have ever known to the sunny shores of Miami, Florida. Even with the love and support from their Aunt Irina and Uncle Gustav, they still don't feel like they belong. Their only distraction was the blooming love affair of their Uncle Dimitri and his male mate, Caleb. They found this unconventional relationship interesting, but they were still feeling the loss of control from their deceased parents. It wasn't until they met Mr. Stavos, as he liked to be called by them for some reason. They both felt drawn to his Dominant aura, the safety, comfort and control they feel around him, and being twins, they shared every feeling. In a surprising turn events they find that Stavos is their mate. How is that possible? Will they be able to convince him that they want to willing submit to him in all things? ***Warning this is male and male encounter, extremely mature content, extreme language, graphic sexual encounters, just plain mature content. If. this is not your thing please do not read. This a stand alone story but you can get the background by reading Rescue Me.*****

Dimitri was a vampire hundreds of years old. He survived two mates and he was not sure if he wanted to take another, that is until a innocent trip to a bookstore and he encountered Caleb. He was shocked to the marrow of his bones when he caught the scent of the shy young man and realized the boy was his mate. Wait. What! A man! No way he thought, but the blood doesn't lie.....but he was straight. He was and has always been attracted to women. Females that bent to his every whim and flourished under his hand. Caleb was a shy college student, very much alone in this world and struggling to find his way, he didn't have time to pursue any relationships, never found anyone interesting enough until a tall darkly enigmatic man walked into the bookstore where he worked and sent his heart rate rocketing into overdrive. What will happen between these two? Will it be a match or will it lead to heartbreak? ***Warning this is a story involving man and man relationship. It contains graphic sexual content, strong language. if it's not your thing please enjoy my heterosexual stories. Thank You.***

Highest rank Vampire #1. Evan Whitman is a emergency trauma physician with a special gift. She has the ability to feel the energy of her patients and it allows her to be a better healer. This gift is also a curse, as with it comes the knowledge of emotions and thoughts from those she is closest to, which has turned her into a social recluse. Her solitary life changes when a handsome stranger carries in a bloodied boy in the middle of the night. {WATTY'S 2012 finalist}

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.

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.