"You like it, baby?" Ambrose purred in Kyree's ear, "I picked the colour out just for you, remembered just how much you like it on me," Kyree groaned as Ambrose caught his earlobe between his teeth, biting down hard enough that he knew there would be a mark. "Out," Kyree demanded the tailor, pleased with how fast the little man scuttled from the room. The second Kyree heard the door click shut, he pressed Ambrose against the wall to the left of them, covering the demon's mouth with his own. Ambrose complied with a soft moan and a tug of Kyree's hair, his other hand clutching the lapel of Kyree's suit, as if holding himself up for fear his knees may buckle. Kyree's mouth trailed down Ambrose's neck, leaving one deep purple bruise after another across his demon's tanned skin. Ambrose's mewls and purrs were loud, then again, Ambrose always was loud, he knew it turned Kyree on. Kyree was marking his lover, knowing that all eyes would be on them tonight, he wanted everyone to know what was his. "Mine," he murmured against Ambrose's abused flesh, nipping at the place just below his lover's jaw, marvelling in the primal groan that resonated through him. "Yours," Ambrose agreed, his chest heaving as his breath got taken from him by another quick nip across his throat from Kyree, "forever, baby," Kyree took a step back, admiring the myriad of mauve marks littered across Ambrose's throat. Purple was Kyree's favourite colour on Ambrose... {Book One of the Inamorate Series} This book is dedicated to my editor, illustrator and best friend Daisy for always being there for me and putting up with my shit. {Credit to her also for the cover art and all illustrations throughout}.

Twenty-two-year-old Joshua Jones doesn't have much going for him. He's a shy, soft-spoken introvert who, for years, has had a massive crush on the popular fitness YouTuber, Rory Carter, who just so happens to frequent the grocery store where Joshua works. Joshua always assumed that Rory was straight... until one night at a party when things get a little heated and Joshua finds himself being kissed by Rory, the man of his dreams. It's a kiss that sets both of their worlds on fire, but what happens after they get everything they've ever wanted? // Cover art: Cookiesketches Copyright 2022, Amy N Johnson. All Rights Reserved.

"Our universe grants every soul a twin - a reflection of themselves - the kindred spirit. And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other - even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny; this is love." -Julie Dillon. Dove had been plagued with vivid dreams all his life, about a thousand different lives with a mysterious blur of a man. He had never thought too deeply about it, more concerned with getting out of his dreary town and away from the ghosts of his past. In a last chance bid at a life elsewhere, Dove travelled to San Franciso for a job interview to be the personal assistant of prestigious businessman and billionaire, Eryll Beherit. Little did he know, that man was no man, and he would be the final piece of the puzzle that Dove needed to fill in all the cracks in his fractured mind...

Slater was 30 years old when he was mistakenly turned into a vampire, and while learning how to use his new powers, he develops a romantic interest in his drunken 400 year old master, Langston Newbury. Unfortunately, the vampire refuses to reciprocate his feelings, stating that their age gap is far too big. Things get even more uncomfortable when Langston starts trying to set him up with monsters his own age. --- Slater is usually level headed, but can be immature and impulsive at times. Langston can be charismatic but likes to hide his feelings behind a bottle. Shenanigans ensue!

Three years ago, Rick had a night where he could truly be himself. A night he hasn't forgotten to this day. Now, at 32 years old, after finally admitting his sexual orientation, he has nowhere to spend Christmas. Thankfully, his colleague and best friend Orion offers him a place to stay with his family. Three years ago, Teo experienced his last night of freedom. After a hectic period with his mother followed by his father's arrest, he still hadn't found his place in life. But that night, he had no doubts. To his surprise, he later found out that the man he slept with wasn't a stranger, but rather a friend of his brother's who was ten years older. The holidays are almost here, and although Rick still doesn't suspect a thing, Teo can't wait. After all, what is Christmas for if not fulfilling secret wishes?

Theo Graham has always felt like the "black sheep" of his pack. He's never managed to shift as effortlessly as his packmates, never been affected by the notorious "Haze" that all werewolves go through in their late teen years, and biggest of all, he's almost 21 and still has yet to find his fated mate. He's sick and tired of everyone telling him that there isn't any rush, and that it will "happen when it happens." Sure, some wolves find their mates in their early adult years, but *most* found theirs in their late teens, and for once in his life, Theo craves to be a part of the majority. He wants to finally feel like a proper werewolf--not some defective mistake. However, during the Alphas' anniversary ball, an accidental run-in with the sole heir of the Mockingbird pack sets Theo's life on a course he could have never anticipated. (this started as a shitpost that developed into an actual story. you're welcome) Content Warning: strong language, sexual themes and scenes (chapters marked with 🌶️), mild homophobia - COMPLETED!

Noah plays like the ice was made for him - calm, controlled, unreadable. Elliot plays like the world owes him something - sharp edges, quick temper, fire under his skin. They're rivals. Different teams. Different reputations. Different ways of surviving. But one reckless hit, one look held a second too long, and suddenly the line between enemy and something else starts to blur. Off the ice, it's supposed to be simple. Casual. No feelings. No risks. Except Elliot is the one who keeps showing up. And Noah is the one who never runs. As cameras catch stolen moments and the hockey world starts asking questions, their secret stops being theirs. Love doesn't just threaten their careers - it forces them to face the parts of themselves they've spent years hiding. Because under the rink lights, everything is visible. And some things are worth the fall. [Mature themes] [Completed]

"If the whole night had been a mere dream, Theo hoped with everything in his soul that he would never wake up. I sure hope this is still real when I wake up, Theo thought as the two lips parted, both men smiling breathlessly at one another before giggling a bit, as they attempted to bring themselves back down to earth. " ---------------------------------------------------------- Theo has been single for a long time. Cynical about romance and afraid of seeking something real after an abusive relationship, he spends his days looking for meaningless casual affairs on Grindr. Noah is a young mischievous and ambitious nightclub dancer, who keeps his secrets hidden behind his charming grin. What happens when these two men meet at a nightclub in Macau? Warning - This story includes scenes of a sexual nature and also contains mentions of the following topics: drug use as well as mentions of abusive relationships and non-consensual intercourse. Started on: August 17th, 2020 Completed on: April 4th, 2021 Currently being edited.

Only a few months after his dad's death, Daniel decides to leave his hometown to study in an art school at countryside. New ambience would surely help him deal with his dad's death, but what if it, instead, only gives him more issues to deal with? In his new school Daniel meets an illicitly good-looking guy, who seems almost too good to be true. It would have been a perfect beginning of the journey, if Daniel didn't have to share his dormitory flat with a bad-tempered and dishevelled roommate.. CW: violence, sexual assault, trauma, mentions of suicide, panic attacks 2019 (original), 2022 (edited).

Kalen couldn't stop himself in time, before he asked in a whisper, "What are you so afraid of, Hwan?" And it felt like hours passed before Hwan spoke. "I don't want to be alone," he said then, and Kalen thought it looked like it physically hurt him to say it. "But I'm not sure...if I deserve not to be." *** Or, Kalen is in love with the taste of lemons and the scent of rainy summer days and kind hearts. Suddenly he sees everything he loves in Hwan.