Isadiel Zayas‑Smith grew up in a kitchen full of noise and heat, watching his father run Per Ardua with steady hands and a clear purpose. He always knew he wanted that life for himself. What he didn't expect was losing the person who mattered most before he ever had the chance to grow into it. Lizander Watkins had been part of his world since they were kids, first as a friend, then as something deeper, and then as the one who broke the trust they built in secret. Graduation scattered everything. Isa threw himself into cooking, into long nights and early mornings, into the routine that kept him from thinking too much. Ten years later, he has the restaurant in his hands and a life built on order, the noise never touching what he keeps inside. Then Lizander walks back into it. One look is enough to bring back the weight of everything they never said, and Isa feels the ground shift under him in a way he hasn't felt in years. Nothing between them is simple. Nothing is forgotten. And the man standing in front of Isa is not the boy he walked away from. Book 3 of: The Journey Series

BOOK TWO IN THE SKATES ON ICE TRILOGY - NOAH WILDER I want the attention of the media, and I will get it by any means necessary. It's crucial. I need their cameras and articles because that means my name is finally hitting headlines. Which means, more people will see them. Like, perhaps, my older brother, who I haven't seen since we were forced apart by the foster care system. I was nine, and he was sixteen. I was adopted, and I even have another amazing older brother that I want him to meet. Except, when I keep falling on my face in hopes to get noticed by the media, Caleb Calder keeps pulling me back, and making things better. Caleb Calder. Caleb Calder. Caleb Calder. We used to be friends. Best friends. Secretly. Until we weren't. Until he asked me on a date, and when I tried to find him before our game against each other-the night of our supposed date-I heard him. I heard him say that he'd never date him-me-in any reality. It was a ploy, and I thought better of him. Until I couldn't. Now, I'm confused. Because his actions don't seem that of someone who didn't care. Did I get something wrong? We're on the same NHL team now, and things are getting crazy. Caleb keeps protecting me from the media, and I keep getting addicted to the way he protects me. Until I am forced to realize two things... One, I'm falling for Caleb Calder all over again. And two? My lost, big brother has been marginally closer to me than I ever could have realized. THIS STORY CONTAINS THE FAKE DATING TROPE. XOXO

BOOK THREE OF SIX IN THE ANGELS AND DEVILS SERIES -- KAI BELLAMY I had one mission. Find my brother when I turned eighteen. But it didn't work out. My plans changed. Everything changed. I'm still searching for him, but I have brothers and Angels to look out for, too. Especially one particular Angel. My Angel. Arlo. We have one thing in common. Dex. My best friend since we were in diapers. He's also... Arlo's dead twin brother. Dex's addiction took him over. Just like he always predicted. I tried so hard to save him. Arlo, too. But now, we both have a piece of ourselves missing. And Arlo's piece is bigger than mine. He lost his twin. His pride and joy. His everything. Dex always told me to look out for Arlo when he was gone because he had a soft heart, and a 'sensitive empath card,' as he called it. And looking out for Arlo landed me in prison for two years. No regrets. But I'm back now, and we've decided to collect our lost souls, and help them live better lives than the ones they were living. But I'm in love with Arlo, and I can't tell him. Dex wasn't the only one I was close with since we were in diapers, but I was marginally closer to Dex. Until he passed. Now, I'm keeping Arlo tucked into my wings. I need him safe. I need him happy. And I have doubts that I will be able to make him shine with sunshine like he deserves, but damn if I don't want to. Until Arlo stumbles across someone we've both been searching for. Out of nowhere. My brother. Noah. And it knocks my brain onto the right track. Arlo is mine, and I'll stop at nothing to make him as such.

I failed them. All of them. When it mattered most, when we were so close to the end, I failed them. They're all gone, now. I'm all that's left of my brothers. But I can't quit. I can't give up. I don't have that option. I have to protect her now just as I protected her before. I have to keep going for her, and for them. I don't matter. I never did. But they do. So I will fulfill my duty now just as I did then. I will continue mission until there's no mission left to continue. Only then will I let myself succumb to the peace that calls me. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, suicide and ideation. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #1 in "Guarddog" #1 in "Service" #1 in "War" #1 in "Dog" #2 in "Wolfdog" #4 in "Sentry" #8 in "Survivor" #8 in "Pet" #9 in "Soldier" #18 in "PTSD" #22 in "ManxMan"

[Book 3 of the Taste Series] Six chefs join a high stakes culinary competition under an alias to prove their worth against titans of the industry-six Michelin-star veterans. Among the three judges critiquing their creations is a curious, but reluctant, snowflake. Because standing in the first row looking him straight in the eye, is the spark of a flame.

Book 3 in Stray Series. I don't know what happened to me that night. I don't know how I, whatever I was now, came to be. Everybody who was there claims to have no knowledge of what really transpired, urging me to remain silent and secretive. I know they're lying to me, but I don't know why. I'm different from those around me, able to do and see and know things that they cannot. I seem to have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, of knowing what to do or say to fix the problem and help those around me. So why do I still feel so alone? Why do I feel so out of place? Why do I feel so hollow and empty? I can never seem to fill the ache in my chest regardless of what I do. I seem capable of helping everyone but myself. I searched, researched, scoured every source and talked with every knowledgeable creature I could find. But even still, no one knew how or why or what I am. Until I found him. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #5 in "Sparrow"

(Stand-Alone story) Everything had to be clean. His house was spotless. His car was sparkling. His wardrobe? Perfect. Even his video game character was dressed impeccably and had all of its stats maxed out. The only thing that wasn't perfect was the frustrating creature that had recently begun visiting his back fields. He always had prairie dogs and other wildlife in abundance, and enjoyed watching them as he drank his morning coffee. It was a perfect, simple, quiet life. At least, it was until a set of muddy little black paws padded into it, leaving dirt all over his brand new carpet!

When Fated Mates meet for the first time, sparks fly and love blooms into an everlasting bond. At least, that's how it goes in most cases. In Theo's case, his world was turned upside down, agony clawing at his heart and wolf turning feral when his would-be mate stated the simple fact Theo had heard for his entire life. The young Omega was not, and would never be, good enough. Presented with the knowledge that his pack despised him, his parents neglected him and his mate was disgusted by him, there was only one option left for Theo, one thing that would make everyone around him happy. To be Smothered.

Koa is sick of being an omega. The alphas in his pack treat his kind as objects solely for breeding and pleasure. He does everything to protect his son, Oliver, and prevent the little boy from becoming like the alphas he despises. But when the cruel Alpha Zacan discovers that he is Oliver's father, Koa knows he must flee. For Cyrus, the new Alpha of the Nightshade pack, it was just a mission. He never expected to find his mate, an omega with a child running from a dark past and even darker forces. But Cyrus's mate fears him, loathes him for being an alpha. How can Cyrus show Koa that he's different than the rest? [mature/sexual content] - for ages 18+

Saving a captured fey lord with nobody but a winter fey who you're pretty sure hates you as your ally? James had definitely imagined a different holiday, but this is the one he's getting. *** After a humiliating experience involving a guy and a rejection, all anxious, nineteen-year-old James wanted was to disappear from his small, tight-knit community. He almost gets exactly what he wanted when he wanders too far into the woods and stumbles on an ancient prison-an ominous place that holds a powerful spring fey captive. In the course of a night, James finds out that not only the supernatural is all real but also that they desperately need him. Only James possesses the magic to reach the spring fey's prison realm and free him. Can he do it, however? James isn't so sure. Choosing him as a 'hero' sounded like a cruel joke, and most supernaturals didn't seem to have much faith, either. With nobody expect a stern winter fey who was assigned to teach and protect him at his side, James has to save the spring fey against all odds. Somehow.