Book 1 Jason left Wolf's Peak for a boarding school when he was ten after being badly beaten by bullies. He promised himself that he'd never return and he'd never be a part of Bram's pack. But his brother is about to become Beta of the Wolf Creek Pack and his father, the former Beta, has been injured in a rogue attack. He's going back one last time to severe the pack link once and for all. Bram was a horrible child. He bullied others because he could. He was the future Alpha and he had the power. As an adult he's seen that life as an Alpha is a lot different than he imagined. He doesn't know who wants him for Bram, the man, or Bram the powerful Alpha. He's shocked when his mate turns out to be a male, and not just any male but the one he bullied as a child. What happens when a wolf denies his mate?

Three years after he was banned from his former pack for betrayal, Alexander Simpson is now trying to remain in the shadows. How does he intend to do that? By joining the staff of the Huserdown's household, an old, powerful family of vampires who lives in an island and hardly meddles with the rest of the world. Problem? The Huserdowns only hire humans and they hate werewolves to the core, especially the youngest son, Malik. Nevermind: the broken Alex can lie. He actually does it very well, because that's what traitors do, and Alex is nothing but a traitor, isn't he? Many thanks to @Coolipoki for the cover ! Go on their profile to check their amazing work art !

TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

"I could give you what you want, what you crave" he whispered in my ear and I shivered as I felt his hand slide into my shirt. "How do you even know what I -uhhhh" he pinched the skin just above My belly button and I swear I could just melt right here right now surrounded by three god looking men one whose hands was still pinching me so good. "It hurts so good doesn't it?" ---- Mano always craved pain and even if it meant him getting in trouble so that he could just get beaten he would do that. What happens when His parents are taken and he's forced to live with an uncle and two other men who can't seem to keep their hands and eyes off him? Highest rank #1 in sadism 🥇 #3 in masochism --- lots of gay stuff Reader's discretion is advised 18+ Mature content Lots and lots of bdsm (masochism and sadism mostly) Be warned

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}

Who would've thought that I was jerking off to my best friend that was in the next room? Yeah that made it even more exciting, until the door was slammed open, disturbing me. There stood in the entry way, the said best friend, gawking at my cock. It was obvious that he was affected too, because his jeans did an awful job of hiding the bulge. I smirked and stared at my best friend as my movement continued furiously, his eyes gleamed with lust and want. "Want me to help?" ------- Mates are the other half of a wolf, especially as an Alpha, mates meant the world. Future alpha of the Black Blood Pack, Killian Raizal Black, waited to his future Luna, he craved for her. Yeah that was until he reached of age and found out that his mate was beside him the whole time. The she was a he, his very best friend and future beta, Nathaniel Silva.

Now available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei) Fox has lived most of his life as his namesake, and sees no reason to stop doing so. He doesn't mind hunting the city alleyways for his dinner, nor sleeping beneath trees or on benches. His life is perfect in his own eyes... but perhaps not everyone sees it as what he does.

"Have you ever like really loved someone and then find out that they're fool of crap, but what makes it worse is that you can't hate them because you're full of crap too?" He asked sighing heavily," That's basically what my love life is like right now." His best friend looked at him, eyes dancing in amusement as he winked," That's what makes the two of you perfect for each other. You're both full shit." Nathaniel Titan is more than average. To parents he's the quiet older brother. Sweet and tender. But really he's a bit on the wild side. Just ask his best friend. He's more troubled than he lets on. His past is one that he will forever carry but it's part of who he is and he wouldn't change that until a certain gray eyed dominant seems to turn his world upside down. WARNING: Light BDSM and boyxboy scenes. (Going through editing)

This is the ungoing edited version of my first story ever, "The Third Wheel", which was originally posted in 2018. WARNING: this is a polyamorous BxB story, with mature content. Not your cup of tea? = you might want to try and read something else. I also have absolutely no tolerance for homophobic, racist, or hateful comments. Also, be aware that this story deals with heavy themes such as sexual violence, self-hatred, depressive thoughts and so on. Warnings will be put when deemed needed, at the beginning of the chapters. Now, let's begin with the fun part ~ They often say three is a bad number. One feels left off. This is precisely what happened to the three childhood friends, Darren, Kyle and Nate. They used to hang out together but Darren and Nate somehow got closer and Kyle started having difficulties hiding his jealousy. Until one night, after a tragic mistake, Kyle is left on his own. Now, ten years later, Darren and Nate are happily mated and they both rule the Ravenstgh pack. Kyle, on the other side, has become a cruel, colder version of the lively teen he used to be. He is the very aggressive beta of the Ravenstgh pack, a powerful warrior no one really likes. A tiny part of him still feels undesired feelings for Darren and Nate, but his love is one-sided and hopeless, because Kyle cannot possibly get close to anyone. Not if he wants to keep hidden the secret that is slowly destroying him. Art cover: @its_just_a_lovestory

Marshall Evans was used to his shitty daily routine at the office and his simple relationship with his wife. But after a drunken rendezvous with a handsome young stranger his life gets a little more complicated when he finds that he had sex with his new boss, Patrick. After their short affair, working together becomes increasingly difficult and it gets much harder for them to keep business and pleasure separate.