When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to 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 one 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 important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

Nobody ever thinks of the palace guards. The ones standing around the castle, ready to protect all those in it. Nikkol just happens to be one of these guards, and finds himself sick of standing there waiting for something to happen. Until something does. Something that poses a threat to nobody but Nikkol himself. The threats name: Prince Setial.

Harry Mel is a recently divorced psychiatrist, who has been working for twelve years at Scranton Mental Asylum. In his years, he'd never before had a patient who had intense homicidal tendencies, nor had he treated a patient who had intense an impulsion to commit violence against other; but even if he had it would've never prepared him for his new patient. A patient who was transferred from Palmerton Mental Hospital, who has the body reminisce of someone who survived a Nazi concentration camp. A patient with no past, and no identity; a patient that is only identified by four numbers: 1543. A patient with unnatural icy blue eyes, and supernatural powers; a patient who is more than he seems. * * * In Patient 1543, Michael Hall sets the profile for his writing and his stylistic tendencies. Using potent horror and incredibly detailed descriptions, Michael paints his picture of terror and horror. In Michael's opinion this is one of the best stories he's written to date.

[Completed in 2024] ~ Book One ~ Xia is a thief, and a damn good one. But when his luck starts to run out, his only option is to steal from the highest-ranking person in all of Rasea; the sultan himself. To gain access to the palace, Xia attends the next selection to join the sultan's harem. To play the part of a concubine, Xia dresses up as a woman in an attempt to fool everyone. Things don't go exactly as planned when instead of being chosen to join the harem, Xia is chosen to be the sultan's bride. [Warning: Contains strong language, violence, and sexual content] ---- The Four Kingdoms Universe Standalone Books: Little Red Once [Coming Soon] Upon A Time [Coming Soon] Prince of Nightmares The Warlock Dragonbane [Coming Soon] The Dragon Princess [Coming Soon] The Sacred Flame [Coming Soon] Shadows Duology: Book #1: Shadows of Avarice Book #2: Shadows of Destiny

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

-The case was a disaster. The storm had come early, and they were stuck in the hotel. John didn't want to be in the room, not now. Not with Sherlock right there. Just within his reach. If he wanted, he could reach out, pull Sherlock close, hold him, kiss him, love him. But he wouldn't. John couldn't. Because Sherlock didn't have feeling for him. -Sherlock was tense. John was sitting across from him, his head leaning against the brunette wall, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. He was thinking, Sherlock knew that. He had studied John for so long, he knew everything. Yet, John was still foreign to him. Sherlock wanted to kiss John. Wanted to show John he cared. But he couldn't. Because John didn't have feelings for him.

"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?" •• Christian Ivonov, CEO of Ivonov enterprises, had always been the best at fucking things up. Whether it be relationships, or company connections, nothing was too far out of his reach to ruin. Alexander Hamilton had always been the best at fixing things. Computers, to be exact. He wasn't sure how Christian got the impression that Alex could fix him too. •• A story in which a what should be anger management patient meets a functioning alcoholic, and they somehow manage to save each other. Book One of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

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

Christian has finally done it. Made things official. But it wouldn't really be their love story if one of their families didn't cut that budding, love filled trip short. What Alex and Christian will return to, will have these two questioning everything... like whether blood is really thicker than water. And how soon is too soon for marriage. •• Book Three (Finale) of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard