One reckless night with a stranger in a neutral-ground hotel was supposed to be a mistake Taeral Arkayth could walk away from. As the last of a powerful witch bloodline, he's already spent a lifetime being watched, measured, and managed. He didn't need a Dark Fae with shadow wings and a claim in his voice complicating the exile he's been forced into. But magic doesn't care about plans. Banished by the Witchcourt and framed for a crime he didn't commit, Taeral builds a fragile sanctuary deep in the forbidden forest... only to discover that one night left him carrying more than regret. And Slade Dorn, High Lord of the Dark Court, has spent two weeks hunting the echo of his mate. When he finally finds him, he has no intention of leaving. Not when Taeral is depleted, and still insisting the bond is nothing more than a drunken mistake. Some claims can be refused, but some futures refuse to be ignored.

Chris was once an affluent demon. Born in the Human Realm, he had everything, until his whole life got flipped upside down in a nasty divorce. To make matters worse, his parents, who were banished to Hell, have traded him to the Demon King in exchange for leniency on their crimes. If he plays his cards right, Chris might find a way to make this situation work in his favor. That is, if the Demon King doesn't grow tired of him first. ------------------- This is book 3 in a series, but can be read as a standalone.

Preston is a reckless submissive who doesn't play by the rules. At least that's what his one friend, Sammie describes him as. Preston plays with Doms, spits them out, and never lets them touch him more than once. The reason is simple... he doesn't want to get attached. He believes if he leaves them first, they can't leave him first. Hurt is not something he ever wants to feel again... and he's happy with the way his life is going. A good job at the local animal shelter by day, and a secret lifestyle at night. He's cool... until this Dom takes interest in him. Too much interest. Preston knows who Dom Julian Voss is. He's the one who trains subs in Eclipse. The one Preston loves watching on stage and in the open play rooms, but Preston has never played with him, and doesn't want to. Until Julian convinces him to give him one night and promises the best scene of Preston's life. Unfortunately that was true... and now Preston has to dump him faster than the plague because Preston can't get attached to him. But Julian has other plans because he's already become attached to Preston. He pursues him hard... and eventually he convinces Preston to play with him after one very explicit scene on stage with Julian and a sub he was training. But the 2nd session turns into a 3rd and then... before Preston knows it, it's been 10, and feelings are starting to develop. Which is something Preston has always ran from.

🚨‼️PLEASE READ‼️🚨 Due to my book getting reports, I have REMOVED all punishment scenes, hardcore scenes and sex scenes. All of those scenes will only be available on REAM under the $3 Tier. LINK IS IN MY BIO🩷 The series will continue on Wattpad as normal... just WITHOUT the scenes listed above. ----- Julian thought training Alec would be a mission... structured, contained, temporary. A way to help a broken sub find his way back from the edge without letting the past bleed into his present life with Preston. He was wrong. Alec arrives like a storm no one can predict: sharp-tongued, guarded, reckless, pushing every boundary Julian tries to set. He scoffs at rules, tests limits, vanishes for hours only to return marked and defiant. Yet beneath the attitude is a quiet desperation... a boy who learned early that love hurts, so better to hurt first and harder. Julian sees it and Preston sees it. And both of them refuse to look away. Preston, now fully collared and deeply surrendered, finds himself unexpectedly drawn into the orbit of Alec's chaos. Alec is not an easy book to read. His pages are torn, ink smeared, words crossed out and rewritten in anger. Most people would close him and walk away. Not Julian and Preston. They turn the pages together because they both know that if you have the patience to push through the fear and the rage and the self-sabotage... what waits at the end is a story worth cherishing. This is a story of three hearts learning... messily, painfully, beautifully... how to hold each other without breaking.

"You are all insane." "That's how we got here."

What happens when you find your mate on your birthday and he doesn't want you back? What if he loves someone else? What if you both have an agreement relationship for the sake of your family and pack? Read the story of Sky and Isaiah and how love blossoms between these two.

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"Why?" Kyzzu's voice trembled as he spoke In His language, both from anger and the tears that still streamed down his face. "Why did you do this to me?!" Winston easily sidestepped Kyzzu's attack, his expression shifting into something cold and distant. Kyzzu's strength failed him, and he nearly collapsed, his body giving way to the weight of his emotions. He was such a fool, a stupid, mindless animal that only cared for himself and some foreigner. Renzi was right the whole time. A cruel smile twisted Winston's lips as he looked down at Kyzzu. "You really took our fling too hard." he said, his tone filled with mockery. "Get this straight, little boy, You were nothing more a means of information and a way to get laid in this jungle, Kyzzu. And besides, you were the one moaning and crying under me to release inside you, is this how you usually do for the men of this village?" Kyzzu's world crumbled as Winston's words hit him like a physical blow. He had been deceived, used, and discarded, and the realization of it tore at his heart. "I trusted you!" Kyzzu cried, his voice breaking. "You made me believe-" "Believe what?" Winston cut him off, his voice icy. "That you were special? That I actually cared about you? How naive. You were just something different, something exotic to keep me entertained. And for that you were at least worth something." Kyzzu dropped to his knees, the knife slipping from his hand as he wept. The betrayal was too much to bear. The man who had once made him feel valued, who had filled him with hope and longing, was now tearing him apart with every cruel word. Winston's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, the sound devoid of warmth. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You're just like the rest of them-weak, Naïve and foolish." *** Enticing... have a read (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

This has some trigger warnings please don't read if you are sensitive to any of these topics! THIS HAS A GOOD ENDING THOUGH ⚠sexual activities⚠ ⚠murder⚠ ⚠sexual assault⚠ ⚠Some omegaverse mentions⚠ Katsuki the feared ruthless emperor from a wide spread Kingdom lives in his Palace with other nobles, who are all alpha's. He gets ministered by thousands of servants, although even that doesn't seem like enough. So he makes his guards pick all the Beta's from the smaller villages to form new staff. Izuku, a villager, one day gets noticed by the guards of the emperor and gets selected into the group by mistake. He is not a Beta, but could telling the emperor, let him go home? Overal this story is pretty 18+ But who am I kidding, I'm not even 18 so just please pay attention to the warnings! Anyways I put a lot of effort in this story, so I hope you like it.