"There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable" Anatoly Denisov, or Tolya, used to be a delinquent and member of a gang, as the tattoos on his skin testify. After leaving the gang, Tolya had to work hard to re-build his past relationships especially with his twin brother, Dima. Nothing was simple, but he realized how his family and friends were more than ready to give him a second chance. Oleg Azarov, personal assistant and bodyguard of Tolya and Dima's father, was the man that made Anatoly open his eyes and face reality through harsh and effective methods and bike races, the only common passion they apparently share. But something happened when following the duties. Oleg grew attached to Anatoly in a way he could not afford, as he could not develop feelings for someone 14 yrs younger, and especially not for the son of the man that gave him a new life. There is a line clearly marking duties and loyalty and Oleg is not man to cross it. Anatoly calls Oleg a "sadistic and scary bastard" and cannot stand the fact he always speaks of duties whenever he refers to him, but there is something he can't deny: the burning physical attraction he feels for that man. Yet, he totally refuses to listen to his desire. But what happens to this equilibrium when Anatoly, the forbidden fruit and sweetest temptation, decides that he wants Oleg and will have him no matter what? What happens when constant temptation is first offered unintentionally and then deliberately, slowly scratching the line marking borders forbidden to cross? What will happen when forgotten past comes back to taunt Tolya? Duties, desires, principles, remorse, lust, attraction, obligation, guilt, rules, forbidden, allowed, bike races, adrenaline, excitement, resolution, need, gangs war, possessiveness, unleashed emotions, uncontrollable feelings and love. The love you cannot resist, the love you cannot fight. All clashes and fuses and confuses in this story of forbidden love.

The story is NOT edited; I apologize for the problem, but I shall edit it as soon as possible. Jasper Lucas is a shy, sweet and easily blushing, 17 years old student who loves to skateboard with his friends and spend time with his best friend, Travis Henderson. He is gay and his family hasn't accepted the fact and treats him coldly. His older brother Nicholas, however, is proud of him and loves him dearly. Thanks to Travis and his burning enthusiasm and persistence, Jasper's life is now brighter and happier. Thanks to Travis, Jasper has met and made new friends at school, which all like him and call him "cutie". But, what comes next? Jasper has an incredible and huge crush on Dmitri (Dima, for his friends) and he doesn't know what to do. Jas is too shy and timid to take matters in his hands. Perhaps he needs some advices from Travis and his well-known dirty mind... Oh boy, what to do? Dima is completely straight and horses around with girls, never getting serious about any of them; he is an outgoing, funny and easygoing Russian guy of 18 years, which resembles a huge blonde bear. He loves to play ice hockey with his best friends, to snowboard and sometimes to skateboard. He loves "Star Wars" and so does Jasper, and that's how their friendship started. Dima likes very much Jasper and his sweet and calm side, he finds himself wanting to help the little kid when he sees him down or sad. Dima likes Jasper, but just as a friend. Or is Dmitri only terribly dense? What will take Dima to realize Jasper isn't just a friend? Maybe a push from his friends, especially River and Travis. Maybe an unexpected rival; a new classmate who likes Jasper and keeps trying to flirt with him. Did I say one rival? Oh, my bad. Two new unexpected rivals. Will all of this make the funny grizzly finally realize he likes the cute koala more than a friend? Cover designed and made by Azer90

***Warning: Scenes of a VIOLENT and SEXUAL content*** His hands were reddened by the blood he shed. His name was blackened by his town's harsh labels. But his heart was pure. And his heart was hidden safely under his leather armor, the armor she helped pry off him. Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover image: @halcyon All Rights Reserved © 2013

Russia... that is where everything started. The perfect snow in winter, the perfect house that kept you warm and cosy, and for Octavia Zorina Radmilla it was the only real home she had even known. She was only sixteen but in 1784 many people were already wed or soon to be, Octavia was one of those soon to be types. A humble rock upon her finger, looping her pale skinned ring finger, with some sort of gold plated metal. Octavia Milo. The name didn't quite seem to fit but what is a name other than a way to identify a body. She would wear the name with pride, knowing she would be the talk of the town for marrying Spyder Dragan Milo. A dark soul, or so it appeared. Ever since the boy had been born something hung over his head like a shadow but that is what made him so wonderful to young Octavia. A curse, a curse with no rules, or at least rules that always changed. No matter how hard the two teens tried, there seemed to be no loopholes. We won't start at the beginning, that won't make sense, at least not this time. Spyder and Octavia were doomed to be this way, living life after life trying to find one another but every time they remembered who they were, they would die... or at least one of them would, leaving the other two options, to continue until their next life cycle or to end it and try again. Of course it is never that simple. Especially when someone keeps changing the rules. The only stable thing they knew, was that they will always remember before they die, whoever had died first the previous life, would be the first to remember. and they would always find each other. No matter how long it took.