Dragons have invaded the Earth and implanted themselves within human society. They took on forms identical to but more powerful than Earth's natural inhabitants, assuming full control of the human race. Their intentions? Breeding. With the Tarrlik plague streaking across multiple solar systems, wiping out whole planets, and exterminating multiple species, breeding with humans is the Dragons' last chance at survival. After genetically modifying the human race to enable them all to carry Dragon eggs, the Dragons never expected to create an entirely new species. One with powers. One in particular who might save the Universe. And his name is Reid Hudson.

"O swear not by the moon" At only 18 years old Milo Santos had faced the hardship of losing his mother, being neglected by his father and siblings, as well as being labeled the outcast, weak link of his current pack due to his 'disabilities'. With all of the odds seemingly against him, the young boy is catapulted into a world of chaos, new discoveries and a surprising lineage when he finally meets the one person who will change his life forever.

Originally under LadyYandereShane (LadyYandereDeux), this is a fan reposting their stories. "D-did you just collar me?" "Because you're being a bitch, yeah..." He was then pinned to the wall. "Now, you're my bitch." "What if I don't want to be, fucker?!" "Funny you think you can do whatever you want in my territory." It all started when Kenneth Lee accidentally killed a classmate; now he's dumped in a school for Supernaturals as they try to find out where he belongs-collared in the arms of an Alpha King? A school with Ghosts | Shapeshifters | Vampires Will Ken survive as a God?

[𝐌𝐌] 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ╰┈➤ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓. ── 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 - Cocky, unserious, and above all else, crazy attractive. Under a Japanese mafia called the Vipers, the redheaded Sage Fraser works as one of the leader's right-hand men. And he's got a not-so-secret obsession with his boyfriend. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 - Quiet, reserved, and bratty. Finn Becker sees himself as the opposite of his redheaded counterpart. To him, it was a miracle that the two of them ended up together. After all, he hated Sage. But Sage isn't one to back down from a challenge. ── Months ago, the two of them went through hell and back in Chicago. Even acting against a psychopath that caused Finn to lose the majority of his hearing. Adjusting to his new situation poses many difficulties, leaving him to recede from his life and friends. Sage is willing to do anything that will revive the boyfriend he worked two years for from the empty shell who's been by his side. But instead of crafting their love anew, a terrible rift emerges. One that makes them split farther than they have before. And so, the hunt begins. A ruthless game of hide-and-seek.

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝘂𝗻, 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗼, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗳𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. Cielo Winchester, a sheep born into an orphanage, has found a job at a local organization that took in lambs that were homeless and had no families and they specialized in finding the little lambs homes. He's in a world of danger after discovering the truth behind the organization and what they do with the lambs after they've been there for one year. It cost him his freedom. And maybe even his life. #3 - | #sheep 11/07/23 #1 - | #sheep 04/24/26

One is a lethal machine. The other is a beautiful mess. He is the man of absolute silence. A ghost in a lsuit who moves through the world like an apex predator. He doesn't negotiate, he doesn't apologize, and he definitely doesn't have time for a chaotic university student with a sharp tongue and zero survival instincts. Then there's the brat. He's a whirlwind of dramatic exits, petty curses, and enough "extra" energy to power a small city. He's the boy who refuses to be ignored, the one who looks at the most dangerous man in the city and decides to make him a target for his next tantrum. It started with a small incident. . It should have ended with a check and a cold shoulder. But he isn't finished pushing buttons, and for the first time in his life, the man started to enjoy the DISASTER. He wanted to teach the brat a lesson in silence. The brat is about to show him that silence is a very lonely place to live. MY BEAUTIFUL DISASTER ~~~~~~~~~~

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is forbidden. Not just risky. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - rivals 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - lgbtromance 🥇 #1 - traveling 🥇 #1 - fatalattraction 🥇 #1 - grumpyxsunshine 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available on Amazon, physical and Kindle version ✅ (with bonus spicy chapters)

"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}.

> "You talk too much, Niko." "Tie me up, then. Shut me up with your mouth." Niko knows he's hot - cocky smirk, inked skin, always in control. He's used to being chased, used, and worshipped. Until Lance. Lance is the last person you'd expect to ruin a bad boy. Top grades. Cold eyes. Always watching, always quiet. But underneath those soft sweaters is someone dark, dangerous, and dominant as hell. And Niko can't stop pushing. He wants to be punished. Wants to be broken. Wants Lance to finally lose that calm and grab him by the throat. > "You like acting tough, but I see it, Niko. You want to be told when to kneel." "Then fucking tell me Lance. I'll kneel. Just don't stop. Please I beg you." One insult turned into obsession. One power play turned into Niko begging for more. Now they're toeing the line between hate, lust, and something that sounds dangerously close to love. He wanted control. He got Lance.

First ever story. Feedback is welcomed. MATURE - (Themes of BDSM too. Be warned!) (BoyxBoy) "It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face. "I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument. Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes. "I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever. What have I gotten myself into...