I did have a home once. A mother that woke me up with a bright smile. A father that often told me stories on a rainy day. My life was perfect. But things may not be as pure as they seem. My mother and father died in a car crash while running away from something I was too young to understand. Ever since that day, I had been living as a trainee member for a gang. But one day, I met two men. Two men that would change my life for the better, or for the worse.

"You sure he's here?" "Yeah, I'm sure. Can't you smell him? And haven't you heard about the young leopard shifter who's been spotted around these parts? Talk is that he's the lone survivor, and he's going to be ours" ~~~ My name is Fabian Davies, and I am a rogue leopard shifter. But it wasn't always this way. I used to have a family, a leap. We all lived in a huge house in the forest together, and we were one of the strongest leaps of our kind. Now, I live alone, scared to let go of the past or venture far from the house that I used to call my home. My leap disappeared five years ago, leaving me with nothing, no trace of where they went. Not even a note. Zion and Chase. The twins who stumbled upon my home and changed my life for good. They seem to know something about my pack, but without knowing their intentions, how can I possibly trust them? I am a rogue leopard shifter, cast aside by everyone I meet. I am the lone survivor.

Kyle Harris wasn't looking for trouble but he can't seem to run away from it either. So when he sees one man being cornered by three others he doesn't think twice before jumping in to help. If only he had known that the man he decided to help may actually be the one he should be running away from. Calm, collected Eskil is not as harmless as he may seem. He's an ancient vampire with many enemies who would like to see him staked. He's use to being a leader and being alone but Kyle brings out something in him he's never felt before and he's not about to let it go, no matter who gets in his way. But the question is, can Kyle deal with uncovering the fact that vampires exist and that the most important one of them might truly love him?

In the beginning... he was like a storm: violent, dangerous, and perfectly capable of destroying everything in his path. He'd gotten his hands on everything needed to pin me in his trap. My home... my belongings... my life -- he could have taken any of them at any time, and I wouldn't have been allowed to so much as let out a single protest. In the end, though, what he ended up wanting more than anything else in the world was something I swore up and down I wouldn't ever give him. Me. 🌺👑💛👑🌺 Aerin Vanderhill is uncertain of who he is on the inside and what he really wants out of life. For seventy-five years, he's lived very quietly in a small but futuristic American town, sleeping during the day and occasionally meandering around at night, basically just wondering at his own depressing existence. His family is long dead and everyone he once loved is gone, so for him, all that's left is the silence of being alone... of mimicking life because its there and he has it. Its boring, but what's an awkward, socially inept vampire who's only true form of human contact comes through playing online video games supposed to do? Nothing. That's right, nothing. Because doing something would make him spiral. That's why he sticks to his routine, no matter how pointless it feels to him. Unfortunately, his simple way of living comes to an immediate end when a dangerous, beast-like man with strange powers and even stranger origins comes gallivanting into town, hunting for the so-called "leech" who lulls his victims to sleep before preying on them. Aerin is soon certain he's going to be murdered, but fate might just have other plans. (This is a story featuring male only romance. LGBT+) TRAILER INSIDE! Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - very, very mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - violence - abuse - depression Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved.

The apocalypse came; firstly only with the side effects of another world war, the radioactive making people sick and poisoning the air and food, but then the zombies came. And they hit hard against an already fragile humankind. Not that it matters to me, really, I'm a vampire after all; no zombie can match me and is even fun to bully them around while I have the whole city for myself. As if a swarm of ants would bother the passing tiger. But one thing did, one that was the worst nightmare of any immortal being. Loneliness. And being bored to death on top of that. Good thing that some humans appear close to my territory, that way I have someone to play with; and the mere thought makes my mouth water, so many things I could do to them... And that made me very, very eager. *** MC(Main Character) ML (Male Lead/couple) MC: I hope you two are prepared. ML1: Prepared? For what? ML2: Don't you dare hurt him... MC: *smirks smugly* For vampires are known to have a lot of... stamina in yourselves... ML2: ... *Stares down meanly but hides blush* ML1: Stamina? For what? *look at both of them, confused* *** **Mature content** BL(Boys love) This book contains explicit sex, gore, strong language, bondage, bdsm and threesome between men. ☆=(ゝω･)/

BxB --------- Sage Taylor's purpose has always been the same. To protect and raise his four younger siblings since their drug addict mother started disappearing. After meeting the new guy at school who he feels a strange connection with, one thing has been reoccurring. The kids keep seeing things.

When Soren's father disappears, Ari and Soren are left to unravel the mysteries of Volkir's past as an old enemy threatens the present. ***** Two years have gone by since Soren turned, and now his father wants him to take his place as Master of his realm. Soren has no desire to inherit his father's responsibilities, however, and would rather live a simple, uncomplicated life with his witch-mage husband and life-mate, Ari Lorenfield. Ari has enough on his plate as it is, having taken over leadership of the Guardian Circle, and Soren worries he'll work himself to death if he doesn't learn to say 'no.' When a mysterious new-blooded vampire appears bearing a strange message, though, Volkir vanishes, leaving Soren in charge of his domain. As new perils surface, Ari and Soren must look to their friends for help as they seek to discover the secrets of Volkir's past and save their own future. - ⚠️ Book 3 of the Ari & Soren series 1️⃣: Bound by Blood 2️⃣: Hecate's Gift - Rating/Warnings: PG-13, light romance, language, violence. Cover designed by Adam Budny

Ari and Soren's adventures continue as Soren struggles with his new vampiric urges and a coven of witches attempts to recruit Ari for their own ends. ***** As dark dreams plague Soren, Ari finds his new abilities difficult to control. Something is awakening within him, and as his power grows, he attracts the attention of a group of witches who call themselves the Hecataeon. They believe Ari is an emanation of the goddess Hecate - a physical manifestation of her power - and they want that power for themselves. With their relationship facing challenges from within, Ari and Soren must find a way to unite their strengths before external forces tear them apart. - NOTE: This book is the sequel to Bound by Blood. - Content Warning: Light violence, language, and sexuality. PG-13 Cover designed by Adam Budny

Lucas is a member of the Old Bloodied Families, a vampire. The war with the stalkers has claimed his lovers life, something he will never forget and will always regret. Cold and aloof, he remains untouchable by anyone around him. Until a human by name of Tyrathane confronts him. Ty is cocky, too full of himself to be of any good to Lucas. But Ty is also determined, his tenacity is only matched by his ego. With the fighting straying into the human world, Lucas has been tasked with holding them at bay via a multi-race school. The most excitement he's seen is the occassional fist fight between students. Though, if that is all that happens, Lucas is content. But fate always has a way of coming back around. The stalkers are growing powerful, and far more adventurous. It's only a matter of time before the front lines of war consume the peace that belongs to realm of others.

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird