Jake Taylor is a simple guy of simple pleasures. Family-focused and happy to help, he's proud of his little community in Gunner, East Tennessee. A good son, a dedicated brother, a loyal friend, and an honest man - that's all he strives to be. Ray Cooper can't wait to get out. Hungry for more and ready for freedom, he works hard and keeps to himself while maintaining the eye on the goal - move out and disappear. Any ties he has to Gunner are nothing but reminders of how the world is stacked against him. Ray and Jake don't so much crash into each other's lives as they slowly ease in. But their plans for how the rest of their lives look like don't match, and Ray's past is an ever-looming threat. They shouldn't make sense together, but maybe they do. So what now?

Battling a drug and alcohol addiction, Alex meets someone who will forever change his life. Follow him through his painful yet enlightening journey to wellness. This story means a lot to me because I too am on a journey to wellness and I felt that the only way I could share parts of what I've been through is with a story. If you ever feel low, just remember that rock bottom is the perfect foundation to build your new life. I love you and you are enough.

Christian Ivanov and Alexander Hamilton have finally found each other. But it wouldn't be love, if every universal force imaginable wasn't hell bent on breaking these two up before their romance has even really begun. Among the lies, the family secrets, the revenge, and the addictions... will Christian and Alex have what it takes to hold it together when shit really hits the fan? Or will they fall victim to their own self-sabotage. •• Book Two of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, various degrees of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was amplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spilling below the floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be a standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead-looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More importantly, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

"We don't have to do anything." "What if I want to?" "Do you?" "You didn't answer my question." ___ ___ ___ Chase Tanner's life has almost always been neat and decided. He's an accomplished violinist, an honor roll student, and he still finds time to do every extra favor and chore that anyone has ever asked of him. Sure, he's a walking disaster under all of his accolades, but as long as he doesn't stop to think about it, nothing can possibly go wrong. Well, that is until the night that Chase goes to his first party and wakes up the next morning in the bed of his brother's best friend, and his personal rival, Wren Hendrix. [On Pause]

This story starts out with me in jail... and ends with me in jail. But that's sort of suitable for a story about myself, is it not? This is more or less a telling of me falling in love with a man I gravely didn't deserve, and him changing my life indefinitely. Go f*ck yourself, John Terry (respectfully, of course). *A spin-off sequel to The CEO's Trilogy

Javi left with the intention of never coming back. It's why he tossed a match on his way out, and made sure everything that was good burned so there'd be nothing to return to. He didn't look back, knew that if he did, there'd be Tate watching him go.

Rowan Marlowe hated three things: his birth name, his father, and feeding on live blood-which was ironic for a vampire. Julien Rosenthal loved three things: sex, blood, and his bodyguard, Rowan Marlowe. Haunted and running from his past, Rowan thought he had found the perfect job as the bodyguard to the tenth vampire prince of the powerful Rosenthal Clan, Julien. Except, the unruly prince's insatiable sex-crazed and bloodlust feedings turned into a live show every night for the last twenty-five years. A point of contention between the two, but the protection of living under the Rosenthal name is too good to pass up-no matter how much Julien's antics get on his nerves. But when it's revealed a spy lingers amongst the Rosenthal Clan, threatening to burn the entire Rosenthal Clan to the ground, they'll both learn that they have more in common after all, and their need for each other is stronger than any blood ties they've thought they ever known.

Fed up with being picked on, a geeky boy with a big secret hires the school's toughest senior as a bodyguard to protect him from the bullies. Cover by @glynfrans