Cinde, that's his name. A slave to his family and to anyone he might know. When the eclipse comes to town the werewolf kingdom's only hope at surviving is gathering in the castle, where a shard of moon rock is perched high, graceful in its standing. When he is banned from the ball however the only thing he can do is sneak in despite his family's knowledge. Everything is going fine, that is until he runs into the king, and finds out they are mates... Then attempts runs away, which does not make King Veldore happy, not at all. "King's don't get rejected Cinde, Alpha's don't get rejected." __________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story a D/s novel and contains noncon. If you don't know what that means please look it up. ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣

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.

Adrian knew he was weird, well weirder, he had abilities and powers no one had, he could see things no normal person could, so instead of running from his abilities he accepted them, but Adrian wasn't a fool, he trusted a few and avoided trouble at all costs. But life changed when the veil is lifted, he starts seeing the world as it truly is with everything that goes bump in the night, he discovers secrets about himself, about his family along with the threats on his very existence and his family. With ghosts wanting help to cross over, a job, school and parenting to handle, Adrian has to juggle it all in order to survive or be crushed by all that weighs down on him.

Aerin was born in difficult times. His specie was almost extinct due to a curse placed upon them by beast men with the help of witches. Everyone knew he was different, leaves and flowers growing from his body, his beauty, he was a gift from nature. His birth had given hope and his people believed in him. That's why he was hidden, shielded from the outside world, making his existence unknown. Until one night, he escapes and has his first encounter with a beast man, completely different to the horrifying stories he'd heard about them. And a very protective one too , who has taken a strange liking to sniffing his scent whenever he can.

3518 A.D. Exactly 1500 years ago, Earth had been pushed to its limits and threatened to collaps on itself if we didn't act in time. Mankind didn't know what to do anymore and had declared our home doomed, our days numbered. That was, until the supernatural society decided to step up and take actions in their own hands. Creatures we thought never existed suddenly appeared out of their secret societies to safe Earth, to erase our mistakes and begin anew. They succeeded but parts of the world vanished for centuries due to the climate being completely out of the normal before it settled again and left the world at peace again. But not for mankind; all the other races had grown to dislike us, hate us. A witch hunt ensued and now only few of us are left. I've been running all of my life to remain free and alive, to survive and be as happy as humanly possible. My name is Thorn and I'm part of the last humans on our planet. Sadly, I'm not entirely human...

Noah Davis is an artistic eighteen-year-old, locked away in his house with his unloving father. He finds no happiness in his current state, feeling helpless and trapped by a man who only instills fear. Luke Wood is a werewolf alpha, but despite his two-year search since his eighteenth birthday he cannot seem to find a mate. Eventually, he stops looking for someone he can't find and returns home disheartened. After giving up the search, his wolf refuses to talk, leaving him feeling more alone than ever. One accident leads to an adventure with wolves, witchcraft, vampires, blood, and love? Or is it too much for a broken Noah to handle? This is a Boy X Boy werewolf story! It also contains graphic violence, sex, and language. I will not be posting warnings through the story. You've been warned :]

Nobody was able to capture the wealthy man's attention; many tried and they all failed. That is, until a guy became the wealthy man's obsession. LIAM CASTILLO Even though the shadows of my past were still haunting me, I never thought I would catch someone's attention. At first I experienced a sensation of shivers along my spine, accompanied by intense eyes that followed me wherever I went. Letters and packages from an unknown person started to arrive at my doorstep, and those who had harmed me continued to vanish. That's when I discovered I'd caught the attention of Damien Valentino, a merciless wealthy man willing to do anything for me, including bringing death and no mercy to the shadows of my past. And worst of all? I fucking loved it. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

In the beginning... he was like a storm: violent, dangerous, and perfectly capable of destroying everything in his path. He'd gotten his hands on everything needed to pin me in his trap. My home... my belongings... my life -- he could have taken any of them at any time, and I wouldn't have been allowed to so much as let out a single protest. In the end, though, what he ended up wanting more than anything else in the world was something I swore up and down I wouldn't ever give him. Me. 🌺👑💛👑🌺 Aerin Vanderhill is uncertain of who he is on the inside and what he really wants out of life. For seventy-five years, he's lived very quietly in a small but futuristic American town, sleeping during the day and occasionally meandering around at night, basically just wondering at his own depressing existence. His family is long dead and everyone he once loved is gone, so for him, all that's left is the silence of being alone... of mimicking life because its there and he has it. Its boring, but what's an awkward, socially inept vampire who's only true form of human contact comes through playing online video games supposed to do? Nothing. That's right, nothing. Because doing something would make him spiral. That's why he sticks to his routine, no matter how pointless it feels to him. Unfortunately, his simple way of living comes to an immediate end when a dangerous, beast-like man with strange powers and even stranger origins comes gallivanting into town, hunting for the so-called "leech" who lulls his victims to sleep before preying on them. Aerin is soon certain he's going to be murdered, but fate might just have other plans. (This is a story featuring male only romance. LGBT+) TRAILER INSIDE! Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - very, very mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - violence - abuse - depression Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved.

[A/N] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.

Pale, inhumanly fast, unparalleled reflexes and even better senses, Vampires were well known in the supernatural worlds as they took their place amongst the Apex predators. Though most of them were sophisticated creatures, identified by whom and what they fed on, there were some rather unique individuals considered as a rarity. Blood bound them all but some vampires longed for a forbidden pleasure, a dark desire and thirst of the blood of the rarest creature known to their kin. The blood of a Deprived. Creating a Deprived was forbidden, the punishment for such an offence was a painful and drawn out death. To create a Deprived, a vampire needed to reject its mate, knowing that the rejection would alter and change the bodies of their Beloved and doom them to the life of a bloodslave. Yet somehow, that is exactly what happened to Jesse.