Having a soulmate is such a beautiful concept until the one meant for you leaves you alone in the world with nothing to soothe the pain or fill the hole. It doesn't matter how they leave, nothing makes the pain go away. Unless you find someone willing to be your second chance, to try to create the connection that was severed from another. Everest didn't want another mate, nor did Matias, but the universe seems to have other plans for them.

Victor McNemara is still dealing with his new reality. He has a son, his engagement has been revoked, and his career is in shambles, going from CEO to a co-owner of a small start-up company. On top of that, his best friend leaves his side due to some family emergency and basically ghosts him for half a year without a proper explanation. As much as he tries, setting his life right simply doesn't seem possible at the moment. Then he meets Dale. A guy who shows up in his office to deliver some documents and Victor is instantly smitten. He is aware of Dale's hunger and attraction toward him from the moment their eyes meet and decides to use it to his advantage. Having fun once in a while won't hurt anybody, right? Right. Unless you are a publicly known figure and your closest friend isn't keeping secrets from you.

Justine Schaller is a raccoon shifter, one of the most rarest species on Earth. He lives on the streets because his family threw him out of his house at young age of his first shift, age 4. He learned how to fight werewolves, humans, and escape detentions. He tries his best to keep his school life and homeless life in different forms to avoid getting bullied. Now, he doesnt care for anything except finding food and shelter for the night ahead Tanner Clark is the jock and future alpha at the same school Justine attends. Though he is a widely known werewolf with lots of power, his two fathers won't allow him to become alpha until he mates with his fated mate. Tanner also wanted to find his mate and have what his parents had as well: Love and affection. But the two are fated mates, but could Tanner accept Justine being a raccoon shifter? Could Justine give his only known life of just survival to Tanner?

Everyone at school knows Andrew Jennings. Missing an arm. Openly gay. But when he meets star athlete Ryan Sullivan in therapy, can friendship lead to more? ***** When Andrew 'Jacky' Jennings ends up in therapy after an English assignment gone wrong, he doesn't expect to find his high school's star athlete, Ryan Sullivan, sitting in the same waiting room. After all, he and Ryan couldn't be more different: football captain, future valedictorian, and all-around nice guy, Ryan is the school's golden boy, while Andrew is known for his permanent snarl, being openly gay, and losing his left arm (along with his father and sister) in a car accident. But when Andrew learns they actually have a lot in common, he's surprised to see past the enigma that is Ryan Sullivan and his seemingly perfect life. And as the two boys begin to connect over their shared grief, depression, and teenage angst, they might just discover a little pocket of happiness for themselves -- if they're willing to fight for it. [Word count: 100,000-150,000 words] Cover designed by Lily Taylor Please read the 'Introduction' for a full list of content/trigger warnings

"I didn't ask to be this way!" "What's wrong with it?" Kegan laughed dryly, amazed by the stubbornness of the Alpha. "What's wrong with being weak and used as a breeding tool? Take a wild guess!" he snarled. "You aren't what they made you. Not here," Calix said, trying to get the Omega to see his reasoning. "I will never be anything but what they made me." ••• Kegan has been raised in a pack where he was taught that he was nothing and looked down on for reasons he was never told. When he is given away to another Alpha as an heir provider, Kegan is convinced he's cursed and will forever live a life of misery and pain. That is, until the pack is raided by the strongest pack in the country and he learns that his soul is tightly intertwined with another's. The only problem is that Kegan doesn't see himself as anything more than an item to be put up for auction, and he's convinced that his mate will never be able to change that piece of him. book cover done by @ishanwadhwa123 !!!!

What do you do when you're given a second chance at life? *** Age 15: Oliver Sallow is shipped to the tiny town of Blissby to live with a new foster family. Finn O'Connell is captain of the football team. Neither of them knows much about the other except for one thing: they have absolutely nothing in common. Age 17: Oliver finds Finn having a panic attack in the library bathroom. They still have nothing in common. They fall in love all the same. Age 18: Oliver breaks up with Finn. Age 18.5: Oliver dies in a motorcycle accident. Six minutes and twenty-four seconds later, he wakes up again to be offered a deal: he will get to spend another twelve months as a guardian angel, neither fully dead nor completely alive. The catch: the person he is assigned to help is none other than Finn O'Connell. Age 19: Two boys, fourteen months of history, and a promise: this time, there can be no falling back in love. (Cover art by @slimmwrites)

Angelo is a rebel with a fiery spirit battling addiction while craving freedom. Elliot, a privileged soul with hidden scars, stands in stark contrast. Fate intertwines their lives, sparking a love filled with intense passion and deep pain, and together, they fight against a world determined to tear them apart, finding solace in each other's arms. Their love, a brilliant flame, faces its ultimate test in a world set on extinguishing it.

Levi, although blind since birth has never been confronted with an issue quite as big as this one. But who would have thought that this rude Italian man suddenly appearing at his workplace, would be the change he has always been yearning for. Read and enjoy as the story between a savage Barista and a cold-hearted Mafioso unfolds. WARNING: Mature and graphic content

Leo moves to a new school after getting bullied at his last one for being blind will someone rescue him from this darkness he's lost in, he meets Matt who's kind and friendly towards him but his life isn't as great as it seems he hides a lot of problems at home This is yaoi so boyxboy if you don't like that don't hate just don't read All characters are originally mine as well as the story if it's alike to anything that's happened in real life it's just a coincidence This was written when I was like 14 or something jeezus, I couldn't write for my life if I needed to. My newer things are better, I hope. Anyways don't judge any mistakes cause there might be quite a few. Either way I hope you enjoy and have a good day

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.