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.

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(

Fresh out of college and back on his older sister's couch, Kit expected his days to return to the way they'd always been. He anticipated spending his days perusing Netflix with one hand on the remote and the other in a box of pizza, but when he's given the opportunity for a job at one of New York City's newest advertising agencies, there's no way he can turn the offer down. Unfortunately for Kit, this job might be more than he bargained for. Not only does Roman - his handsome yet ruthless new boss - let his wandering eye linger just a little too long, Kit can't seem to shake the feeling that the glitzy personal assistant gig he just landed might be a bit shadier than he imagined. Before he's even able to make a reservation for Roman's dinner at Le Bernardin, Kit's professional and personal life become one, and he finds himself forced to somehow separate business from pleasure. Easier said than done, especially when it's his job to take care of Roman's every need.

Tyler Lewis is a 17-year-old openly gay boy who's been heartbroken so many times. After finding a new "love" his parents were afraid that his heart would break again. Meeting his new partner, his parents weren't pleased, however, Tyler insisted on continuing to see the other man. Fed up with his attitude, his parents desperately tried to look for a way out. A few days later, Tyler's parents received a call from one of their old college friends. The Young family was composed of Hunter, their eldest son Hunter (age 28) and their youngest son Nathan (age 21). The situation with Tyler brought up old agreements between his parents and the Young family. It was the agreement that, when the time came, The Lewis' eldest child would marry the Young's eldest child. Unfortunately, they didn't anticipate both of them to be boys, but this didn't seem to be a problem to both parties. Tyler and Hunter hated the idea, but that wasn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem was that Hunter was as straight as a pole. *** WARNING *** This book contains relationships between two men. At some points in the story, there will be [R] rated content that will not be suitable for minors. Please read at your own risk! *** EDITING IN PROGRESS ***

I'm not a nerd. I'm not an outcast and I'm not the weird guy who lurks in the corner. I'm just a regular guy who plays soccer, hangs out with friends and has the biggest secret crush on none other than Micah Phillips. At Murphy Kennedy High School you're known by your identifier. Me I'm Everybody's Guy. It doesn't matter who you are, I'm your friend. Micah is known as the Homophobic Jock. Need I explain why it's a secret crush. In the story books I stay away from him and live in silent agony of not knowning his love... in this story here is what happens when the story books are tossed aside and he makes me The Only Exception.

***This story is Manxman and it is rated R for sexual content! If you are bothered by that then please do not read. I will not tolerate any ignoramous comments about how wrong it is. You have been warned so simply back away slowly or turn and run like hell but do not message me in disgust or complaint if you choose to read and see something you don't want to! **** Will is running from more than just the man who held him prisoner, he is running from the memories, the pain, the knowledge of what he's been made to do and the way he's been used. Running away at night seemed the logical choice until he found himself running straight into a blizzard and realized that he'd die of cold out there alone--but at least he would die free. Turner has all he wants in his sanctuary up in the mountains. His horse, his mule and his trust coonhound, Beaux, are the only company he desires. Three years he'd been alone and tried telling himself that he was content but all that changes the day he finds a dying man in a snow bank. Neither of these men were looking for love but what better way to make fate laugh than to talk about your own plans... and there's just something that happens, some magic in the air, when it's Christmas time, you're fighting attractions and you find yourself snowed in.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake