You didn’t expect him to be here. . . . You didn’t expect to punch him. . . . And by the look of fire in his eyes, you didn’t know what to expect at all.

Whispers, chuckles, and gasps echo in your ears as you cross the threshold into your last class of the day. It hasn’t even been a week since you started your senior year of high school, and it already looks dismal. The other students turn to look at you, parting like the sea did for Moses. Sitting in the middle of the crowd is the one and only Jackson, looking smug as his smirk widens and he leans back in his chair, his feet up on the desk. The room goes still, everyone watching, waiting. Then you turn to your desk, and your heart drops into your stomach. There, written in huge red letters, was the word “LOSER”.

In this world there are two types of people; predator and prey. But animals have evolved and learned how to live together... for the most part. You were on the outskirts of your little village picking winter berries when a strange, dark carriage went by. The horses had sleek black feathers and large wings. You notice 3 men inside, one of them a very handsome man who seems to be staring at you.

Ty has been your best friend for as long as you can remember. Ice skating has always been his passion, and he's made it to the competition finals this season. You've taken a friend to go cheer him on, but during his final scoring your friend suddenly grabs your face and kisses you. Ty's heart drops when he sees this and he almost falls out of a jump. He doesn't see as you push them away.

Whispy clouds float lazily in a perfectly blue sky, birds singing gracefully overhead. Soft rays of sunlight peer through the trees and dance on your skin as you doze with a book laying neatly in your lap. Then suddenly the warm glow disappears, shadowed by a tall figure. You shiver and open your eyes to see a handsome man looming over you.

The doors to your apartment elevator begin to shut as you pick a floor, soft music playing peacefully in the background. "Hold the elevator!" A man's strained voice calls out as his footsteps quicken and you reach out to stop the doors from closing. He smiles as he gets on and the doors finally shut. Silence fills the air, but you can sense a pair of eyes wandering down your body.

The setting sun paints the sky in hues of soft oranges, pinks, and reds as you lean on the balcony of your shared apartment. Thoughts swirl in your mind as you wonder if your roommate has gotten home yet. . . . Your roommate. . . . His silky black hair... His toned but delicate figure... The vague shyness under his hostile personality that makes you want so badly to know what it would be like to make him submit to you... completely.