In the wake of her father's death, Spencer Edwards' mother packs up their lives from Oxford, England, and moves them to the middle-of-nowhere Texas. With an agitation for agriculture, and a distaste for anything farming, the small town of Cherry Springs isn't her rodeo show. But perhaps upcoming sex-on-a-sweet-stick bull rider Maverick Taylor will change her set-in-stone mind. Or perhaps his charming grin, danger career of bull-riding, and scorching heat will send her back on a no-return flight back to England. It's only a small town, whats the worse that could happen? *** Rankings: #1 in Bullrider (5/7/24)(19/12/24) #2 in Farm (6/7/24) #1 in Country (19/12/24) #1 in British (4/10/24) (19/01/25) #1 in Oxford (27/3/25)(19/5/25)(30/5/25) #1 in Texas (3/6/25) #2 in Tension (26/7/25) #1 in Cowboy (1/8/25) #2 in Popular

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Simeon’s heart was broken in two, his spirit and his will were beaten down and broken. Just yesterday he was on top of the world. He was planning the dinner menu to celebrate his three year anniversary with the love of his life, Courtney, an older man, and a professor of Philosophy at the college Simeon attends as a Doctorate student. He had fallen instantly in love with the tall sophisticated man. He had been so proud that someone so handsome and so cultured was interested in little old him. Simeon had gone home with grand plans only to find out that he had been replaced by a younger and blonder model. He was given some cash, his clothes, and he was callously shown the door. He had nowhere to go, and he knew no one other than class mates. What was he to do now? Michael and his identical twin, Rafael were named after angels, but they were anything but, they should have been named Lucifer and Satan instead. They left a trail of broken hearts behind them, even though they didn't mean to. They were juniors majoring in Law and Business Management. Everyone who knew them knew that they were inseparable and anything but what the public perceived them to be. Like many twins, they shared everything with each other, even girlfriends and most times boyfriends. It was even rumored that they were in a long term romantic relationship with each other; only selecting a third person from time to time for amusement and added spice to their already long term relationship. Then, one evening they literally bumped into a sad eyed broken boy in the middle of the student services building. Something about the defeated set of his scrawny shoulders, and the blank stare from those wet chocolate brown eyes called out to both boys. And they took the little beauty into their care. Read to see what happens to Simeon at the hands of two large and in charge in men. Will he be taken to Heaven or will he be shot straight to Hell?

They say that true human growth in humans is not their size or shape but their characters. I think that Helen Keller put it quaintly when she said "character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved." Truer words have never been spoken. Once upon a time I was an easy going child, immature and naïve and head over heels in love with a man. I gave him my all in gentleness and character. Then my trial began, I was thrown out, sabotaged and humiliated. That was but five years to this day. Now I have developed MY character through the suffering and trial. I am a new person. The line between virtue and vice is unclear to me and quite frankly makes little to no difference to me. Now I have to return to the place and to the people that wounded me, traumatized, took everything from me. Then killed me. I have no choice but to return. However I will say this: To you Zach, to you his family and friends, I have but one thing to say: You have been weighed. You have been measured. And you have absolutely. Absolutely been found wanting. Welcome to the new world. MY world. God save you, if it is right that he should do so. Authors Note. Each chapter will be a theme about a virtue or vice, like, mercy, anger, rage and forgiveness.

********************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.

This is Benji's story (from Breaking Finn) and how he met Ajax. Benji is 19, he suffers from A.D.H.D. (Attention Deficit and Hyperactivity Disorder), but with a lot of support from his family and his best friend he has learned to cope well with it and is now in his first year at U.C.L.A. His friend Jamie brings him with her to a club and he is introduced into the bdsm lifestyle. His interest is piqued and after training to be a sub, he is matched with a Dom, Ajax. This is a bxb (or mxm) story with light bdsm and explicit sexual encounters. If you are at all offended by any of this, please, just walk away from this story. My writing is certainly not for everyone and that's okay. I use models in my stories to represent characters. For me it helps me to fully engage with the character if I have a face and I think the readers might feel the same. However, my use of their pictures has no connection with the models themselves. I do not know any of them (unfortunately), I do not know their sexual preferences or their lifestyle so any depiction in my story has nothing to do with the person in real life. I also like to add songs/videos to my chapters and most of the time the music reflects the chapter somehow, so it's definitely worth listening to them if you are able. My stories are works of fiction. They are subject to copyright legislation, so please do not steal my story. If you steal an idea here or there, I don't really care. If my story inspires you to write something, that's a good thing. There are two very talented writers currently writing stories about some of the characters in this story. This is something I asked them to do and am very excited where they are taking their stories. The two spin-offs are about Eric & Stephan and Rob & Peter. I encourage you to read them. Eric & Stephan's story is "Lessons in the Male Anatomy" and Rob & Peter's story is "Anxiously Yours". They are both fabulous! :)

A prophecy will come to fulfillment. A cursed race of elves exists in the desolate places of middle earth. Loriel has always had an interest in Mirkwood. The cold king that lives in isolation there in particular. She has fought in the war of the ring. She now volleys for the alliances and acceptance of other races. When she is asked to visit Mirkwood and give the king time to decide if her race is worthy of allegiance. She shares a long history with the king of Mirkwood. Can Thranduil accept her cursed self? Can she learn to trust the man she has loved for so long?(M for later chapters and violence)

Summer, sunshine, and a lovely beach...Lilly couldn't have asked for a better way to relax during her pregnancy together with her hot billionaire husband. Except maybe for the little problem of them being shipwrecked. No water. No supplies. No hope of rescue. Now it is Mr and Mrs Ambrose against the jungle. All that is missing is a sinister plot and some bloodthirsty pirates... The 8th volume of Robert Thier's "Storm and Silence" series.

[Highest rank: #1 in S&S fanfiction.] Storm and Silence one shots written in dialogues. What would have happened if Lilly and Rikkard lived in the 21st century London? The answer is simple: They would use phones and text... A LOT. *** The book 'Storm and Silence' belongs to one and only Sir Rob (Rob Thier).^^ In some conversations I've quoted the phrases from the S&S series. Written by non-native English speaker lol

Belle Desjardins has officially begun her life over, leaving the life of a slave back in Saint-Martin. But as much as she tries, she is still haunted by the nightmares and memories of an existence that was worse than death. Belle is determined to hide from her past, and the dangers that still follow her. There is but one truth that Belle has come to know as fact: men are not safe. She cannot trust them. They will only bring her pain. But Belle never counted on meeting a young man by the name of Peter Denham, who is about to challenge her in all the right ways, and who could quite possibly change her life. But there is one problem. Belle is concealing a very dangerous secret, one that could spell deadly trouble for the both of them.