Kiara Blackmoon. A powerful Alpha whose pack was slaughtered not too long ago. Now a rouge, she has been on the run, hunted by the same people who tore her pack apart. Not only because she is the last living member of the Blackmoon pack... but because she is also the last black wolf. Thrust into a new reality once again, will she be able to fit in? When life is against her, how will she cope with her new friends, allies, and her soulmate? Will she be able to let them in? Or will she forever keep to herself? Liam Grayson. Alpha of the White Shadow pack. His life hasn't been easy. Second in line, he wasn't likely to become Alpha. That changed when his brother died the same night Kiara's pack was slaughtered. 3 years later when he finally meets Kiara, he is surprised to find they're mates. What's more odd, is their connection. One that can only truly be formed if they perhaps grew up together, but that's impossible. Liam and Kiara have never met. He knows this to be true. What happens when the past comes back to haunt them both? New enemies will be revealed that threaten them both. Will they be strong enough to fight and live? ***** Black wolves are the strongest of any wolf; they are faster than any wolf; they have heightened senses beyond compare. Said to be a myth, black wolves are feared among others due to the lack of information about them. And what people don't understand, they tend to destroy. **#26 in blackwolf **#18 in fastpaced

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

[[MATURE CONTENT]] Pack, family, mate. Loyalty, respect, honor. These are the words that form the foundation of the wolf society. At six years old, Ethan had to choose between his Alpha title and his survival on the night of his father's death. As a teenager, his family and lineage are further humiliated because he has not had his first transformation. Between dealing with a bully on a power trip, the challenges of high school, a less than sympathetic alpha, and his current impairment, Ethan is barely surviving. His daily prayer to Luna was simple: a request to find his wolf. But he would soon learn that the moon goddess does not do things by half-measures. On the night of his first transformation, she also tossed in a mate who wants absolutely nothing to do him and a vengeful alpha hell-bent on ripping his neck out. Soon he learns that high school bullies and homework are the least of his worries when he has to flee his pack and live with his mate: the warrior vampire whose entire history was forged from killing his kind. Learning to control his wolf, avoiding assassins, fighting his mate, and for his mate become daily struggles. But battles come in many forms and not always when or where he expects them. Soft, sensual victories within the sheets are as just as important as the hard-won, blood-filled ones on a gory forest floor. And failure on any battlefield could mean a slow, painful death. A/N -Warning This is a gay-themed novel with some fighting. So there will be intense scenes both in bed and out of it. If you are not a fan of boyxboy action, then this novel is not for you. PS. I do not own the rights to the images in the chapters. They're a source of inspiration for characters and settings in the story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1/6/2024 - Blooded Mate hit a #1 in Werewolf, #10 in boyxboy and #5 in honor. 1/8/2024 - #2 in Gay, #2 in honor 4/13/2024 - #2 in vampire 4/14/2024 - #2 in witch, #1 in matebond

The moment his eyes lands on her, he's all determined to make her his. He gets and keeps her against her will. But what he doesn't know is that, there's someone else out there, lurking in the shadows who has his eyes on her, and an ulterior motive too... What happens when two psychopaths cross paths? Who is going to win and who is going to lose? However, the person who suffers and loses the most is the innocent soul who never thought that her life would turn into a living hell. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: Mature content, Physical abuse, Self-harm, Sexual assault, Gross torture and many more.... Note: Draft version, will be edited soon.

Life is always fun when you never get into trouble for causing mischief. Julie is a pro at keeping her packmates on their toes with her innocent fun. It's a perk of being a Comforter and never losing her puppy-like appearance. Admittedly, there are times when her skills are needed, and she takes her job quite seriously then. She isn't a fighter, but rather, is one who cares for others' hearts. A Comforter. After all, who doesn't want to hug a puppy? But those in need of comfort are often in pain and feel surrounded by darkness. To be a light in someone's world, you will have to walk through the darkness. --------------------- What do most werewolf books have in common? They either focus on mates or on fighting. I decided to try a more unique route. No romance will be found here - this book focuses on the ties of friendship and hope. Thank you to Christine Leonardi from DeviantArt for the cover, and to @JimenaVivancoo for polishing it into an ebook cover! Copyright December 2019. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *werewolf ranks* as long as credit is given.

Samuel is a psychopath and a billionaire heir who believes life is a simulation without rules. He is obsessed with finding a lasting love, one he believes can only happen in an union of three. In this dark romance, he uses sinister means to gain the affection of Andreas and Nehemiah, but maintaining it proves increasingly difficult. As past misdeeds come to light, his morality will face the ultimate test. Is there a cost too great to keep them united? [[word count: 100,000 - 110,000]] Excerpts: ---====--- [Samuel William Rothschild, III] The problem with love is that it must be given freely, with one small asterisk. There is no rule against tricking someone into loving you, mostly because there are no rules. ---====--- [Andreas Santiago] Cam knocks on the door. "Are you okay?" I grimace. He's so needy. I've been in the bathroom all of sixty seconds. Aren't closet cases supposed to have post-orgasm remorse? "Yeah, I think I got something in my eye," I say, adding, "And no I don't need help, gimme a minute," before he decides he's an optometrist. ---====--- [Nehemiah Jones] "Mr. Jones, great job." Mrs. Miller's lips slowly curve into a smile, like they're fighting rust to move across her face. "Way to step it up for once. Let's keep at it." She lowers her voice to a whisper. "And keep your phone put away." I take my test and look at the score. She really didn't have to add that 'for once' bullshit, but I'm gonna let it go 'cause I got a B. I'm smiling, can't nothing bring my mood down. Life's too short to be arguing with ignorant ass teachers. Original Cover. Do not reproduce without permission.

Sequel to Upon Wings Of Change. The dragonets are flourishing; both those in the park and those helping the Kymari. As the first dragonets to hatch in the Kymari civilization, Tessa and her brother are paving a new path as they grow up and learn how to fit into the world. New beginnings are often great things, but sometimes shadows from the distant past come calling. ----------------------------------- I did not originally intend to write a sequel to Upon Wings of Change, but due to a rather large number of requests from numerous individuals, here it is - my first-ever sequel... The cover was created by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given.

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

*COMPLETED STORY* "Promise you won't leave again," I begged him. "I won't leave you, Ji Hoon," Jax said in his deep, husky voice. But his words weren't enough. "You promise?" He place his large hand on my cheek, gently brushing his thumb over my cheekbone as he lowered his head to my height. His lips were only inches away from mine. "You know I don't make promises, baby." Jax and I weren't in a relationship. We shared an unappealing, shallow bond. We were roommates. **** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance

The Empress of the East was known to be cruel, heartless, and just pure evil woman. She'll kill anyone over the smallest mistake and go to war if you annoy her. She was the most feared and dangerous woman in history that had everything a man could want plus more. But, a little fox from a neighboring Kingdom caught her eye and now this Empress will stop at nothing to have that little fox as hers. Until a ring is on her finger. No matter what.