One city. Two families. Eight broken boys. Eight stories of love. Sixteen different fates.
All linked to the same destiny. And no matter what – they will always stand together.
They say that every story has a beginning. Sometimes you’re just not sure when or where it started … but what I am sure of is that destiny brought us together for a reason. Maybe because we’re all damaged and broken.
I’m Damion Grimm. A San Francisco boy. The type that every girl wants and every man wants to ...

Small town girl Giana works hard and doesn’t depend on anyone for help. She struggles with family problems and copes by Riding her horse to her family’s lake to enjoy the peace and quiet. While at work one day she meets a her new student Gloriana. After an eye opening day at work Giana goes back and forth with her emotions but while learning to heal she end up finds what could be her first real love.. But little does she know the man she falls in love with is hiding a huge secret from her.
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Quinn lets out a growl of approval before his fingers dip inside. “You are so wet for me. I want to taste you again, Annie.”
Before I have time to realize what he intends to do, Quinn sinks to his knees, hooks my legs over his shoulders, then fastens his mouth to my core. I moan loudly as he goes to work on my clitoris. He slips two of his fingers deep inside me.
With one hand gripping my desk and the other buried in his hair, I throw my head back further as he ravages me with his tongue. “Oh...

This is a story of a triumphant rebirth. After being betrayed, she bravely divorces and embarks on a path of success. Using her skills as a painter, she amazes everyone. Her ex-husband, filled with regret, turns into a desperate suitor, madly pursuing her. At the same time, she uncovers the mystery of her origins, finds her biological father, and gains abundant family affection. Her life seems to be on a winning streak, with both love and career flourishing, making it an addictive read that will...

Adrian Kane entered and the air crackled with a strange energy. It was no longer gelled to appear straight, his curls giving his serious persona a more approachable look. I'd run my hands through those curls once, I thought and bit the inside of my cheek, hating how the memory assaulted me. His signature steely hazel eyes scanned the room, and for a fleeting moment, they locked onto mine.
"Amelia," Adrian said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. "We've met." A flicker of so...