Lucious Dale is a young warlock just testing the waters of his youthful power. He lives with his mother and father in their lively coven of witches. One night as he sat alone in his room. He accidentally summoned a powerful demon. Raul is a demon lord who has all the power, lovers, and gold anyone can ask for. Then one night he found himself looking into a beautiful little warlocks lavender eyes, and decided he couldn't live without those eyes. Instead of rejecting the mating bond the little warlock cast on him he accepted it. Not knowing how difficult it was taming the wild. Rated R and not edited Third book in the Supernatural Lovers series Part of a series but can be read as a stand alone.

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] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.

Ethan tries to leave one life for another: probable death for a possible life. But what he leaves behind doesn't necessarily want to let him go. Shackles from the past bind his wrists while promises of a better life scare the hell out of him. How could someone possibly want him to be a part of their life and their family? What he thought was his chance for salvation, in the form of the firm roles of a BDSM relationship, proves to be a very different story altogether. Marc Matthews, a Dom at a local club, turns Ethan's life upside down without the help of a whip. While Matthews tugs at his heart, Ethan remains determined to raise the walls inside his chest to protect what is left of a hollow existence.

Theo Wilkins lives a shadow of a life, trapped in memories from his abusive past. Years after his escape he's still learning how to be free. But there are degrees to freedom, and some he might never achieve. Cale Stone is used to be in control, both at work and at his home away from home. When Theo Wilkins crosses his path, Cale is forced to admit that he might not be able to help Theo no matter how good his intentions are. In fact, he might be better off staying away. Because how could he be of help when he represents everything Theo has learned to fear? This is a dark story, but it's not about the pain or the fear. It's about rising from the ashes to have a second chance at life and at love.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Prologue : Hi my name is Jay, yeah it's a plain name and I'm very ordinary except for the fact that I just graduated college a month ago and decided to come out to my parents about being gay. Yes, I decided since I was moving out anyway and I was 18. I wasn't afraid to be kicked out since I had a place to stay and my parents just got me a car as a graduation present. A gorgeous yellow Ford Mustang, my baby, my heart almost stopped when I first laid eyes on her. Back to the point, that's when all hell broke loose. My parents (Well it's more my dad than my mother if I'm being honest here) decide that I'm an abomination and that I should be punished by god but I wasn't putting up with that outdated ancient prehistoric bullshit. So, guess what stupid me does out of anger and disappointment? I go drinking my sorrows away by myself and the next day I wake up with a sore back and marks on my wrists and ankles! what the actual fuck ?! the worst part is I don't even remember anything. And did I just lose my virginity to a one night stand!

Icarus Crane is a fledgling vampire with a feisty, free spirited attitude. He lives with his sire, and leads a peaceful life with his new family. His sire always warned him to never get near a master vampire. They're dangerous and powerful and hold no emotions what so ever. Once you're taken and claimed, by a master vampire you're more valuable than them because you hold their power. Icarus ignores the rules and runs into someone. Someone that decides he's going to make Icarus his own. This story is rated R, and not edited First book in the Supernatural Lovers series Part of a series but can be read as a stand alone