Up in the sky, in a world woven from myths and lies, lives a goddess on an island. She is Persephone-the beautiful Persephone-daughter of Demeter, desired by every Olympian god. But when she disappears, the whole pantheon begins to fray. Above, Demeter must battle for her own freedom-from the ghosts of her past-if she is to see her daughter again. Below the earth, across the river Styx, between Tartarus and the Isle of the Blest, Persephone is hidden-entrusted by Zeus to Hades, the mourning king of the underworld, who sees no freedom from the shadow of a lost love. Isolated and caged again, Persephone is no longer a prize to be claimed, but a prisoner with many secrets. And she's not waiting to be saved. When freedom is the only thing left to fight for, even gods will burn the world. This is the first book in the 'Triple Moons Chronicles' series. *** CW: While written in a lyrical style, this story is advised for mature audiences only. Please read foreword for all trigger warnings. *** x18 FEATURED

An 18th century nobleman goes down a self-destructive spiral after he finds himself a social pariah in society due to rumored mental instability caused by his mother's suicide. Trigger Warning: Themes and mentions of abuse, violence, suicide, drinking, mental illness, sex, and may be triggering. This story is not graphic or NSFW but I figured I would put a warning anyway. Anyone under 16, especially if dealing with mental illness, is NOT my intended audience. Cover art is temporary

Shattered Hearts (Book 1 in the Mikhailov Bratva Series & the Forbidden Bonds Duet) Adrik I've got to have her when I see her through my rifle's scope. I'm here to commit murder, and she stops it. Out of curiosity and revenge, I snatched her under her family's nose, not knowing she had many secrets to her and craved death. She opened her mouth and captured me. I couldn't kill her and give her what she wanted. Giulia Death was my only hope to leave the hellhole I call my home. I've listened and learned with sealed lips. Then one night, it felt like death came for me. I willingly accepted it until I woke up and faced the devil himself. One touch and I craved more. I feared him, disobeyed him, and fell for him. Little did I know it would be my ruin. Warning: Mature Themes! 18+ Explicit language Sexual scenes Crime This story was written and edited by Kernia_ Cover by @Kernia_ #7 in alphamale 🎖 #2 in bratva 🎖 #5 in explicit 🎖 #1 in Russian 🎖

🥇 1st place winner in The Hot & Bothered Awards 2024, Best Prologue 🥇 1st place winner in The RoyalNobles Awards 2020, Werewolf/Vampire 🥇 1st place winner in The BooksGotTalent Awards 2021, Werewolf/Vampire 🥇 1st place winner in The WinterSpell Awards 2021, Vampire/Werewolf 🥈 2nd place winner in the Books and Beyond Awards 2021 Werewolf/Vampire 🥉 3rd place winner in The Pizza Awards 2021, Werewolf/Vampire 🏆 Best title, The Maybe Awards 2020 What do you do when you're a 2000+ year old werewolf living alone with no pack because everybody hates you? When the crimes of your past haunts you on a daily basis and you have no point in living? Drinking, whoring and killing off annoying rogues seems the logical choice. Being cursed with immense powers, he does not understand, powers which takes over and brings devastation to everybody around him, he decided to condemn himself to a life of few pleasures. Spending his days prowling for chicks in the nearby towns and drinking, he devotes the rest of his time to looking in on life in the local pack from a distance. He helps them on occasion with killing attacking rogues, just for the hell of it. He longs for what he does not have and does not understand. Being the big bad everybody is afraid of he does not know why he is alive. Until that day when he finds a purpose. Updates on Mondays. Disclaimer: Strong language. Explicit sexual content. Graphic violence. Read at your own discretion All rights reserved 2020

They were supposed to have fun. One night, nothing more, nothing less, but they made a mess of things. Leila should've known better, she should've been smarter but she couldn't think straight when she was with him. Now her life was altered in an irreversible way and she was left alone to deal with it. Two years later she receives a call that would change the life she had built for them. She had become accustomed to a life he'd never be a part of and selfishly she didn't want to share this life with him now. "Is-is she mine?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Hey there just wanted to clarify that this is an : ADULT READ 18+ & it will include : mature content, trigger warnings, and smut. If any of that makes you uncomfortable I whole heartedly understand and if it doesn't then WELCOME!

Thomas knew that he should never fall in love, but yet, when he sees Louis, he can't help but give in; if only he knew the heartache that would cause him in the end. [GOTHIC TRAGEDY.] [Featured on Short Story ambassador account.]

[Book #2 in the Shattered Series] Oko Martinez finds himself dishonoring the pact created by Gabriel Vladimirov: whatever you do, don't fight the Tsar. And unfortunately, when Daskanalasć finally at peace, the passing of the Tsar only causes war once again. Highest ranks: #338 in dystopian - (6/26/23) #1 in evilgovernment - (7/7/23) #133 in transmale - (7/22/23) #425 in mtf - (8/6/23) #254 in transmasc - (7/22/23) #190 in transgirl - (7/22/23) #506 in transboy - (7/22/23) #42 in transfemale - (7/22/23) #217 in transguy - (7/22/23) [Rating is for language and violence.] {Word Count: 10,000 - 12,000.}

(ONESHOT: TEMPORARY) SUMMARY: Oscar Dillon, is a typical average guy who is an intern at a news publication company as a new Photojournalist. However, one 'small' picture mistake led him to earn the attention of one of the most dangerous Mafia families in the city. To pay back what he accidentally did, he was forced to serve under the female leader of one of the said Mafia families.

Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.