Eleutheromania; the intense and irresistible desire for freedom.----------------------------- Zephyrine is faced with a decision that was made out of his control: he was to be married to the two kings of 'Mysthaven' he hates the idea as much as he hated being of a royal family, will Zephyrine fall in love with the men who have nothing but love to give or will he live as a lonely married king in a kingdom that is not his home? How will he fight through the hardships that being a king brings? How will he shape his environment with the hands of his own? The hands of his own wind? ----------------------------- PART OF THE OTHERWORLDLY SERIES

Wynter Drake didn't know things would end up this way, he had only come to the palace looking for work to support his family after his father's passing. He didn't know he would find his mate hidden behind the walls of the castle. His world got tossed upside down when he found out the Prince of werewolves was his mate. Him, a lowly omega, was one of the most powerful men in the supernatural world's mate. Elias Devonshire is the Prince of the Ember Kingdom, after turning the age 26 the high council, as well as his parents, began to pressure him to marry. He had been waiting for his mate to come along. Growing impatient, the Council starts bringing other potential people to be wedded to him. What happens when an unruly Omega enters his life?

✅ COMPLETED ⚠️this work contains themes of SA "It'll be alright. I'll be by your side when it happens, if you wish for me to be." Malcom pressed a chaste kiss to my neck. "Every minute?" I whispered, bringing his hand up to my mouth and brushing his knuckles with my lips. "Every second," he said firmly, "every second I'll be there for you." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Augustus Graham isn't normal, even by werewolf standards. Born as a dominant omega, Augustus's very existence threatens the decades-old hierarchy of his pack. Shunned away and locked up by his Alpha, Augustus and his wolf only dream of one thing: getting the hell out of there. Word Count: ~57,000

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."