Nea Riar, a human, accidentally stumbles upon a portal to another world full of everything she has thought to be a myth. There she meets five men; Fae, Demon, Shifter, Warlock, and Incubus. What these five men have in common is that they are each seen as a threat in a society ruled by matriarchy. In the world of Asorix, Arradona is a Queendom where women are superior. Most are physically closer to the size men, the difference in high not as great, and their magical capabilities are naturally stronger from birth. They dominate and tame men, claiming those they see fit as husbands to add to their growing harems. Those of the upper class compete with one another by comparing the number of husbands they have in their harems, ranging anywhere from the tens to the hundreds, and even a rare few in the thousands. In these lands, five men; Zev Dubois, Cassius Montgomery, Jaxon Novak, Ezra Larsen, and Axel Dimitrov are anomalies. They're stronger than any male that has existed, physically and in terms of magical capabilities. The extent of their power is unknown, but it's speculated that they are more powerful than women also. Their power and wealth has earned them a high status without having to marry a wife to gain it, something that was impossible before them. They are seen as a threat by the Council. In an attempt to control them, the Council orders that they must each take a wife in hopes that she can tame these men who show signs of being dominant. The women of Asorix stumble over one another trying to take at least one of the five as a husband for their harem because of their looks, money, and status in society that would all become their own. During this time the five men come across Damanea, a woman who isn't like the rest. She's the opposite of what women in their world are like. Instead of being dominant, assertive, and abusive, she's meek, cautious, and weak. So what do they do? They marry her. Updated Patreon Link: patreon.com/DRK_Stories

With the Alpha pack in town wanting Scott to join their pack, they decide they will do anything to get what they want. Even if that means using his best friend, Stiles, as leverage to do it. This is all in Stiles' POV. I might decide to do someone else's POV towards the later chapters but if you guys read it, please let me know what you think. If you would like to hear a chapter or so in someone else's POV, just let me know. Warning!: This contains hurt Stiles so if you don't like that kind of stuff please don't read because I'm sorry to say there will be quite a bit of it. Preview: Just leaving school, I'm heading back home for the day. The Alpha pack is still at large but they haven't caused any trouble lately and Scott is off doing his own thing so I decided I'm going to just go home tonight and relax. I think there is a Star Wars marathon and leftover pizza in the fridge all with my name on it. I pull into my drive way and shut off my jeep. I can already feel my stomach growl with longing for the much needed pizza I'm about to demolish. Stepping out of my jeep, I lean over my seat to grab my bag before I head inside the house when something solid hits me in the back of my head. I fall to the ground, my vision fogging before I see nothing but black.

"So you don't wanna fuck me?" London could barely breathe. Her pheromones wafted through her room, blocking his senses, his thoughts. Even breathing seemed hard, and all he could hear was the drumming of his heart. Her green eyes stared down at him. Cold. Blank. And yet, he could tell Emery was piercing into his soul, seeing every dark thought and desire he held as she said, her voice low, "I have waited eons to find you, and now that I have you, I am never letting you go." Then she leaned in closer to his ear, whispering, "Besides, I know other fun things we could do without having your dick inside me, little bird," Fuck. ~ London Eli is what people call a 'Yuxrian'. He is half wolf, and half demon, and there is no moment that he is not being reminded of it, and what makes it worse is the fact that his demon side is that of an Incubus and the other side has him as an Omega, two sides that are naturally very hard to resist. Asides from the fact that he is constantly tormented, abused and harassed because of his beauty and sensuality, he lives with the Alpha of their pack, Emery Forest, a Halfling just like he is, except she is half wolf and half elf who he cannot help but feel horribly attracted to even though she's more than a century older than him and treats him like a child she cannot wait to get rid of. That is until he experiences his Heat and for the first time, Emery doesn't seem to be immune to his presence anymore...

Read to find out.

Another book of oneshots lmao. Enjoy. - Clean [☁] - Smut [♡]

𝑫𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: (𝒏.) 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅 3

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞💞💞

Smut central. Enjoy horny mfs. bxb, gxg 🍒

Warning +18: ⚠️This will have a lot of smut. A lot of language, violence, and sexual situations as well. This is mainly sort of a smut-filled book. You're alone, with no one to rely on, no one to trust. You survived out in the streets for so long in your childhood, no parents or family. You only relied on yourself and only stayed in shelters and houses for weeks due to luck and some money. Some people say you're a nice and kind but unfortunate soul. Others will call you a merciless being that no one wants to mess with. You trust no one, but what if you find a burgundy haired girl your age in an alleyway? What will happen next? -Harem included -Images don't belong to me -I just write this for the lemons really.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.