#1 in LGBT 9/23/21, #1 in Horror 9/23/21, #2 in BxB 9/23/21, #1 in ZombieApocalypse 9/23/21 Killian's eyes flickered up to Jasper. In the afternoon sunlight, the younger man's hazel irises brightened into a beautiful, golden honey-brown. Jasper was speechless for a few split seconds, until he managed to make his mind work out what to say next. "We're a team. That means no man gets left behind. I'll come back for you, I promise." ________________________ Killian-Grey has survived on his own for five months since the world was taken over by the dead. Desperation drives him to accidentally stealing somebody's food. A plea for help after being stabbed is answered by Jasper Adachi, an ex-military soldier determined to save the innocent and bring Killian back to the safety of his group. The two make an unlikely pair, but soon realize their survival may depend on one another more than they had initially thought. When the time comes, will Killian join Jasper's group, or wander out on his own once again? The dead are dangerous, but the living are cruel. If the two are to survive, they'll need to learn to get along and stick together. Will they work as a team, or become one of the dead? Copyright 2020 © All Rights Reserved ________________________ *Currently being edited* ________________________ Since mock websites are becoming more common unfortunately, I have to give the disclaimer that this story is only being published on Wattpad, if you see it anywhere else let me know so I can warn my followers and also be aware that it could make your device vulnerable to malware. Story is not recommended for anybody under 17 years of age due to: • Gore • Violence • Strong language

Book 1 He was cast to the edges of his clan. His father could not stand to even look at him. His baby sister probably didn't even know he was her brother... All because he, unlike all other vampire (The correct terminology will be Wanpyrkos; van-peer-coe-s) kind, was born blind. And what do all creatures do to those that are different, those that do not fit society, those that they think should not have been born to this civilized society...? [Book Cover Made by the wonderful THEMIDNIGHTECLIPSE13] - thank you! I'm only introducing the perspective of the main character for the first part. Things change drastically soon after that. [BDSM entries are clearly marked and written so they can be skipped without affecting the story] ***A couple scenes to whet your palate*** 1. "Uh, we heal from pretty much everything and anything. Have you ever tried physically damaging your eyes to see if they would fully heal?" "N-no. No, it doesn't work," I forced out, my voice a little strangled and cracking before hardening. "And stuff like that, isn't that just wrong?! Hurting someone just to 'fix' them." 2. I leaned and he met me, our soft lips touching and moving perfectly on each other's. I felt as his tongue ran the slit of my lips, my tongue coming to graze it as it passed over, knowing doing so was like catnip to him. He leaned closer, and I shivered as his hands ran from low on my hips and grazed along and up my ribs, pulling my chest closer to his so my body arched and rubbed against him. I hummed in appreciation. [warning: so far aggressive or physical bullying and maybe a little kidnappage and sexual themes as well as possible trigger warnings]

Jason Williams didn't think going out to dinner with his family was going to be any different than usual. Comments about his sexuality, some teasing from his brothers, and lots of paparazzi. You know, nothing strange at all. But a fight with his father made Jason storm out of the restaurant, down an alleyway, and suddenly his life isn't the usual anymore. He woke up in an unfamiliar dark room, and a handsome boy opened his door to explain. The snowy-haired genius was holding him captive until he got what he wanted. Life couldn't be worse. Warning: This book contains mental issues such as depression, schizophrenia, and others. If you're sensitive to that kind of thing, then you should probably think twice before reading this. Of course, if you want to read it and you're sensitive, I'm not stopping you. This book only touches upon the subjects; It doesn't go deep into suicide attempts and voices. Remember despite the hate these mental illnesses receive, I believe you. Mental illnesses are no joke, they're not something I try to use for views. I am not hating on the illnesses. I know it's hard, but they are relevant to the book so I had to include them. If you're feeling depressed, please talk to a counsellor. Or, if you're too scared for that, I'll happily listen and give you advice. Thank you! (I needed to include this because I didn't want people thinking I thought the mental illnesses were stupid. I don't, I promise. I love you, and I need you to keep fighting!)

"I try to be patient with you, but remember that the door of my room is closed and that nobody will come and save you, if you scream for help. It's just the two of us." ••• Dr. Anthony Lawrence is the most successful doctor of the century. Everybody knows and loves him and he pretty much seems to be living his best life. That's until he gets kidnapped by the most feared man to heal his son. Little did Anthony know that his life will never be the same. Not when the hot and dangerous man takes a special interest in him. ••• "How am I ever going to make you love me?" 1. #homosexual 01/10/23 1.#lgbtfiction 15/04/24 2.#lgbt 30/11/25 1.#lgbt 05/12/25

ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴡᴀʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏɴ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ-ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ᴄɪᴛɪᴢᴇɴꜱ. ♱ Vampire Ambassadors' Monthly Pick ♰ Ren Cornelli is a vampire-human hybrid, a monster born from a result of assault. He's vowed to disappear once he turns eighteen and rid his mother of the creature she birthed. All that changes when a night of bloodthirst entangles him in a web of murder. Ashton Mantel is a recluse. Not by choice but out of necessity. His family comes from a line of vampire purists with a goal of enslaving the human race. When he's forced to work with a "halfy", he's pulled into a world of deception. With the Hunter Society looming and Blood Hounds on the loose, Ren and Ashton must work together to find a killer, all while trying not to kill each other.

[COMPLETE!!!] "Banawag killed the Third House's Princess!" Once forward and headstrong Amihan found out that his childhood friend killed his closest companion, Adhika, he was left in a flurry of emotion. Fighting against a friend he once knew, he was faced by someone who felt like a completely different person. However, only after digging deeper in the case and a curse, did Amihan realize that Banawag was still the same man he trusted a long time ago. It was a fact that Banawag killed Adhika with his own hands, but not with his own mind. Now it's up to them and their friends, a runaway clansman and a mysterious Babaylan, to clear Banawag's name. It just so happens, a lot of creatures and even god-like entities were more on play than it seemed. • = + = • The Land In Between is a BL, standalone novel set in pre-colonial Philippines, based on earlier cultures and mythologies of the country. Join the journey between two bickering childhood friends to enemies to lovers as they solve the mystery of the death of their beloved friend.

"What if we die?" "I'll protect you guys with my life." ~~~~~~ * ~~~~~~ Starting off as enemies and being in the camp directors office within a day for fighting, they are forced to do chores for the camp. Their flames for each other's are quickly extinguished once Milo is given a harsh punishment for Damien and Caleb's fight. The three quickly get along, and becomes close friends. As quickly as they become friends, problems arise, along with feelings. The three try to solve the mystery of who is after Milo and Caleb's lives, and why. Within the mist of that chaos they find a relationship. Can they keep each other safe, or will it be to late? __________ This isn't the best, but it's definitely better than my first book. Once again I thank you guys for reading that book, it took me too damn long to complete. 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 (05/17/24) 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 (07/28/24)

Story Snippet: He fidgeted with his fingers. "But I-I do not... w-want to do s-such things with y-you." General Haoran banged his hand on the wall with churning fury. Did this guy actually think that he wanted to do those things with him? The nerve! General Haoran had never felt the urge to beat someone up this badly. "Listen here, you.. you..." No, he was an honorable man; he couldn't just call anybody a piece of shit just because he hated them. "The day this honorable body of mine touches a single strand of hair on your body, willingly with carnal intentions, is the day I shall cut off a part of my body and wash your feet by my honorable self and drink that water!" ******************* They had been enemies forever - both the Empire of Blazing Sun and the Empire of Silver Mountain. Both these Empires battled and toiled in the shackles of hatred for decades. And then, they battled some more. And then some more. Until they decided they really couldn't anymore and decided to marry off two sorry individuals as a treatise of peace. General Haoran of the Blazing Sun army was a man who knew not love or romance. He knew the art of war mongering and battle strategy but didn't know what to do when women threw themselves at him. He had wanted to live and die as a soldier on the battlefield, alone and unmarried. Until his Emperor decided to get him married to a Mosquito. One could love their enemy. And one could love even a mosquito. But if the said mosquito was from Silver Mountain? Definitely not. Between hatred and affection, loyalty and betrayal will General Haoran's long frozen heart learn of love? ******************** NOT A TRANSLATION. ORIGINAL STORY. COMPLETED✅.

〝You think I'm golden?〞 〝Brighter than the sun, but don't tell Apollo.〞 Dante hates Rome's golden boy. Jason doesn't even remember him. Right person wrong time, wrong person right time, they're in a bit of a pickle. Dante hates Jason, it's the one truth he's held onto for four years. He loathes Jason, wants to kill him, brand him as a traitor, never see his face again. But Dante wants to cradle Jason's cheek, wants to run his tongue over his scar, wants to feel Jason's fingers over his scars, Jason's eyes on him, always. He's well and truly fucked.

"What are you gonna do? Call for help and cry?" He cooed. "Shut the fuck up!" Damsel shoved him away, only to be slammed back against the wall again. "I'm a damsel in distress! Help! Help! Where's my Knight in shining Armour!" Darren mimicked a high-pitched girly voice as he held back his laughter, grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't help but lean down dangerously close to Damsel's face Smiling, causing the younger to scrunch up his nose in disgust in result. Sure, the boy was annoying, but the pure satisfaction of the reactions he could get from the younger set a bomb of butterflies to explode in Darren's stomach. "Darren I'm not in the mood- fuck off!" Damsel spat in his face, the spit landing on Darren's cheek. Blood was rushing to Damsel's head, as he desperately tried to calm down whilst being trapped between the muscled arms resting on the wall behind him. He was flustered to say the least as his heart beat started thumping ever so loudly, Darren's nose just inches away from his. Darren could only scoff as he wiped away the spit that landed on his cheek, flames boiling and evident in his eyes, yet he wasnt sure if it was anger, annoyance, or something else. He aggressively lifted damsel's gaze with a tight grip on the younger's chin. Dominance coated his next words as a smirk grew on Darren's face. "But your knight's right here princess, where are you gonna run off to?" -------------- Damsel prince and Darren Knight. Ironic, right? You wouldn't catch these two getting along even if they were locked up in a closet together; they'd just be trying to rip each-other's throats out. That's just how they were. They'd do any little thing to piss the other off, it didn't matter what, when, or how,they wanted a negative reaction out of the other and that was it. Enemies. Both alphas, both hot-headed, both with anger issues. And both hated eachother. They had far too many similarities. [x]