Lincoln Wolf The first vampire to have ever walked the face of the earth. Made to be used as a tool of destruction, bringing about death, chaos, and misery to all who crossed his path. After centuries of following this desolate path, he broke free from the shackles which bounded him, but still doesn't feel truly free. He's experienced every emotion that resembled darkness, never approaching the ones of light. That is until he stumbled up a doe-eyed young man who made him feel the brightest emotion of them all.

Friends to lovers but it's a bit messier than you think it is.

He was the Scum consort of the Emperor even when he did nothing except loving the Emperor with his heart and soul. Emperor never looked him with love. It was always anger or disgust. So when he died, he thought his pain came to an end. but soon after he opened his eyes back in the day when Emperor abandoned him from the main palace. He blinked. In his last life he shouted out of his lungs saying he was not a scum consort. Nobody believed. In this life, why not living upto his reputation ? He will actually show them what a scum consort can do. If he can't avoid the blame, he will actually do the crime before accepting the blame. That is his plan for this life. Completed (25. 03. 2024)

Can a house be ever a home when the foundation and inspiration behind it no longer exists? Five years ago, P'Payu has gone missing. Rain, in an attempt to escape reality, poured himself in building and finishing the house they both designed. The house is complete but it is as empty as Rain's heart. He is close to giving up. Until he sees a glimpse of hope. A hope quickly tampered by an unexpected play of fate. How many times would Rain have to die inside just so he could be with the man he'd fallen and given his heart to? Important disclaimer: Love in the Air is created by Mame. This is just my attempt to recreate PayuRain in the future because I am not ready to let them go just yet. All characters are Mame's. Events, scenarios, persons, places that may appear similar in this fanfiction are just coincidental. Fanfiction by a fan. Not for sale or anything. :) Cover: screenshot from LoveIntheAir(MeMindY) IMAGINE THIS AS A MOVIE!!! Let's fangirl and interact in Twitter! @master_siomao

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, Seth Forsyth truly believed he was going to die like an abandoned animal in the old mill hidden deep in the forest surrounding his University. Through a fog of almost unbearable pain and the metallic tang of his own blood drifting around him, he prayed for something, anything to either save him or put him out of his misery. This Halloween prank, set in motion by the very brothers of the fraternity he had been forced by his family to plege for turned out to be a gang of homophobic pricks. Careless over privileged bastards who thought nothing of killing him all because he was out and proud. Little did Seth know that his prayers were about be answered, but not in the way he or anyone else would have ever expected. The call of his spilled blood awakened something he'd never believed until that very night could have truly existed. Read to see what happens to those who venture where they shouldn't on All Hallows Eve.

** A/N-If you have read Book 1, Submissive part 1 & 2. Then you will enjoy this story. Book 3, Submissive 3 & 4 will follow soon.** Gabriel loved Winter time, specifically Christmas, which was his favorite holiday. He liked nothing more than celebrating it with the true family. All the Doms and other sweet subs like himself at Club Bliss. Gabby met Julius almost three years ago when his parents had kicked him out for being a disgrace, and a filthy fag, their specific words. He had taken to wandering the streets and sleeping in back alleys, under cardboard boxes trying to keep warm and hidden. Until one of Julius waiters, Kyle, who was now the Master Dominant's sub and his boyfriend had found him, and dragged Juluis outside to help him. The rest was history. Now Gabby had a real family, and everyone has been really good to him. He wanted nothing more than to make this Christmas extra special for everyone, especially for one paricularly difficult Dom. Gabby wanted this man to own him more than anything else in this world, and maybe just maybe he'll get what he's wished for the most this Christmas.

Part One....For A Good Cause Sammy's compassion for his best friend's Social Anxiety Disorder overrides his bad experience with his first go round with Club Bliss's submissive auction. Little does sweet little Sammy know that there is a surprise waiting from him when the auctioneer's gavel strikes on the final bid. He his sold for a night of passion to the last person he ever expected to bid on him. Part Two...The Reluctant Sub Shy, broken Kyle has unconsciously chosen his Master he wants to submit to, but he has to overcome his rough introduction to the BDSM lifestyle. He has to fight through his fears to be able to put his trust in someone in order to submit himself fully to the one man that will teach him that the right Dominant makes it easy to let go and to finally embrace his desires. **Two short stories originating from my book of One Shots, Nosebleed Central.**

Taylor is a sweet little thing, cute as a button and a real people person. He is a dutiful Grandson who went into business with his maternal Grandparents and kept himself busy by modernizing their Café and Bakery in their little corner of the city. Je t'aime Café was one of the oldest of the Small Businesses on Cameron Ave. Taylor's Grandparents traveled to America from France as a young married couple and both had worked in Hotel Restaurants as trained Pastry Chefs until they saved up enough money to open their own Bakery. Over the years the Café not only offered the most mouthwatering pastry and baked goods, they also served lunches to locals, and their aromatic coffee creations rivaled the Mega Chain Stores. They have also gone on the World Wide Web offering their Wedding Cake services and made to order specialty cakes and pastries. Then one day a pixie like young woman came into the shop and inquired about their Wedding Cakes and she brought her surly Big Brother, Evan Stone with her. Taylor took one look at the mountain of a man and felt the almost immediately he felt the painful jab of Cupid's arrow as it pierced his fluttering heart. He was the same piece of eye candy that owned the Motorcycle Shop almost directly across the street from the Café, and Taylor had spent many a day with his nose pressed up against the glass in hopes of getting a glimpse of the muscular Sex God. He quickly realized that if he wanted to get the man to finally notice him, Taylor was going to have his work cut out for him. He was going to find a way to convince the big jaded man that there was something out there called Love and that it truly existed on this mortal plane. Read Evan and Taylor's love story and come to see how Evan found his heart's content.