This book consists of one-shots that I write. Just an idea that suddenly emerges like a sprout in my brain. Be careful though, although they are short, some of them, or even all of them are quite disturbing. So read at your own risk! Do not justify and do the bad behaviours that are portrayed in the story! . Each chapter is unrelated to each other and only around 1k word counts (for now.) Might be expanding some of them to make another book. Hope you enjoy them :) . . [Warning, This book is rated Mature. It will contain multiple disturbing, dark, sexual, and sensitive contents. Please do not proceed with reading if you are easily triggered or underage.] Copyright© 2020 By Underline. All rights reserved.

This book is leaving Wattpad on December 01, 2025 The first human Royal Consort, Lucius Rosenfield, thought he had found his happily ever after with his husband, The Vampire King Dorian. However, his happiness only lasted for several months. After Lucius's treacherous secret mission is exposed by an enemy, the Royal Consort falls from grace, loses his husband's love and respect, and is imprisoned for a year. At court, Everyone speculates on when King Doiran will divorce and execute him. Just when Lucius thinks things can't possibly get worse, fate mocks him once more. He wakes up one day to find himself branded as a slave. Stripped of royal privileges, he begins to witness the true horror and cruelty of a world where humans are dominated and used as livestock. With help from a werewolf friend, Lucius narrowly escaped a fate worse than death and left Eternia. But as someone who has been "defiled" by vampires, he finds no welcome, consolation, or even safety back home, either. Will he ever see Dorian again? Will Dorian ever forgive his betrayal? And can love prevail in a world filled with hatred, pain and remorse, when another war looms between humanity and vampires? ******** The Wattpad version is the unedited first draft. This is the sequel to The Vampire Prince's Toxic Consort. You can find it in my profile.

When Asher shows up late on his first day as a castle servant, he learns that the prince and staff are now under a curse that can only be lifted if his new boss finds someone to marry. Desperate to keep his job, he offers to help find a suitable wife and begins bringing women back to the castle. Yet, the more he gets to know the arrogant prince, the harder it is to keep his promise. This is a BL twist on "Beauty And The Beast". Story Length: [92,000 Words] Top Ratings: #1 in Haunted #1 in spell #1 in Beast #1 in Humor Rated Mature for sexual scenes, violence and language. Warning for this being an unedited rough draft.

I disregard the stares that follow me toward that cottage on the edge of the village, their judging eyes boring into my back, my legs shaking harder with every step I take and the more whispers I hear on the wind. My knees threatening to buckle and take me down to the level they think I should be. Was I really stupid for coming back here? Maybe-but I could not ignore their call for me. I could not overlook their need of me in this time. I never belonged until they took my mother and I in, kept her safe in their pack even after my shame and for that I would always come when they call. This is too much to ask of me. They know it. I know it. Yet I've come. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

Demosthenes is king. A role that comes with responsibility, a palace, a kingdom and an ego the size of of it all. It takes little more than a miracle to raise his interest in anything, let alone anyone. Elpis, a humble fisherman and women's son, really has no intentions of searching for more than silver coins inside the walls of Euphranor, but when, completely by the accident, the Moirai saw the two happen upon each other, he is drafted into a world that is so far from his own, by a man who's soul is much darker than his own.

"What are you gonna do? Call for help and cry?" He cooed. "Shut the fuck up!" Damsel shoved him away, only to be slammed back against the wall again. "I'm a damsel in distress! Help! Help! Where's my Knight in shining Armour!" Darren mimicked a high-pitched girly voice as he held back his laughter, grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't help but lean down dangerously close to Damsel's face Smiling, causing the younger to scrunch up his nose in disgust in result. Sure, the boy was annoying, but the pure satisfaction of the reactions he could get from the younger set a bomb of butterflies to explode in Darren's stomach. "Darren I'm not in the mood- fuck off!" Damsel spat in his face, the spit landing on Darren's cheek. Blood was rushing to Damsel's head, as he desperately tried to calm down whilst being trapped between the muscled arms resting on the wall behind him. He was flustered to say the least as his heart beat started thumping ever so loudly, Darren's nose just inches away from his. Darren could only scoff as he wiped away the spit that landed on his cheek, flames boiling and evident in his eyes, yet he wasnt sure if it was anger, annoyance, or something else. He aggressively lifted damsel's gaze with a tight grip on the younger's chin. Dominance coated his next words as a smirk grew on Darren's face. "But your knight's right here princess, where are you gonna run off to?" -------------- Damsel prince and Darren Knight. Ironic, right? You wouldn't catch these two getting along even if they were locked up in a closet together; they'd just be trying to rip each-other's throats out. That's just how they were. They'd do any little thing to piss the other off, it didn't matter what, when, or how,they wanted a negative reaction out of the other and that was it. Enemies. Both alphas, both hot-headed, both with anger issues. And both hated eachother. They had far too many similarities. [x]

I've re-written and changed this blurb at least 8 times. This is my favourite story, it was a labour of love. It's hard story to categorize, to slot into one particular genre. Yes, it is a time travel story, a BL romance, history and magic thrown in to make things more interesting. The ML grows on you, even the annoying puff of smoke becomes endearing. It is written as a journal, so the ML only knows what you know as he writes each chapter. Tim never foresaw where the events were leading him....so far from home, in place and time. He never knew he could live such a BIG life. Never dreamt that he always had one foot in today and the other in...eternity. So just start reading and see where it takes you. Smithy.