This is the ungoing edited version of my first story ever, "The Third Wheel", which was originally posted in 2018. WARNING: this is a polyamorous BxB story, with mature content. Not your cup of tea? = you might want to try and read something else. I also have absolutely no tolerance for homophobic, racist, or hateful comments. Also, be aware that this story deals with heavy themes such as sexual violence, self-hatred, depressive thoughts and so on. Warnings will be put when deemed needed, at the beginning of the chapters. Now, let's begin with the fun part ~ They often say three is a bad number. One feels left off. This is precisely what happened to the three childhood friends, Darren, Kyle and Nate. They used to hang out together but Darren and Nate somehow got closer and Kyle started having difficulties hiding his jealousy. Until one night, after a tragic mistake, Kyle is left on his own. Now, ten years later, Darren and Nate are happily mated and they both rule the Ravenstgh pack. Kyle, on the other side, has become a cruel, colder version of the lively teen he used to be. He is the very aggressive beta of the Ravenstgh pack, a powerful warrior no one really likes. A tiny part of him still feels undesired feelings for Darren and Nate, but his love is one-sided and hopeless, because Kyle cannot possibly get close to anyone. Not if he wants to keep hidden the secret that is slowly destroying him. Art cover: @its_just_a_lovestory

Idris Harrell, is the Alpha of the Shadowridge Pack, which is nestled between the bustling city of Syracuse, NY, and the tranquil landscapes of Pennsylvania. At twenty-six, Idris has been yearning for his destined mate since his eighteenth birthday. His parents instilled in him the belief that not all rogues were evil; some were victims of circumstances. However, a brutal attack on his pack by a rogue Alpha, resulting in losing fifty pack members, ignited a burning hatred for rogues in Idris. Now, no rogue is safe from his wrath. ---------- André Costa has lived in the wild since the tender age of eleven. At the innocent age of three, his family sold him to their cruel Alpha. André's days were filled with relentless labor, cooking, and cleaning for the pack, his nights haunted by the echoes of their harsh words and brutal beatings. Left in the woods after a brutal beating, the Omega escapes from his pack. André found solace in his wolf form, seeking the company of wild wolves for protection. But fate had other plans. Twelve years later, while fleeing from rogues, André unknowingly crossed into the territory of the Shadowridge Pack. ----------*****---------- AN: This story comes entirely from my imagination Photos are not mine credits goes to the owners...

Book 2 of 2 It's been a few years since the Archangels of God Massacre. Dante, Raven, and Axel have continued their lives as if nothing had ever happened, but someone lost a lot of business. An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, blood for blood is the motto of those who run the underground. A new enemy has started making a move with plans to overthrow the entire Romani family and everyone who gets in their way. A war is brewing in the underground. Will Raven, Axel, and Dante come out on top? WARNING: DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENCE, GORE, KIDNAPPING, AND DEATH

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

[BxB] "What are you doing out here?" a towering figure asked, his voice sharp and bitter. "Don't you know the woods aren't safe at night?" Jace squinted into the darkness, trying to make out the speaker. "I'm sorry," he stammered, brushing dirt off his arm as he sat on the cold ground. "I got lost." _____________________________ In Everwood, everyone knows the forest is treacherous, especially after sunset. Legends of a mysterious mansion hidden deep within the woods have kept townsfolk on edge for generations. But Jace Sawyer has never believed in those old stories. At eighteen, Jace runs through the forest every evening, dismissing his father's and grandparents' warnings as nothing more than superstition. After all, nothing bad has ever happened during his runs-until the night he strays too far and gets lost. What Jace discovers in the shadows will change his life forever...

Cosmo never was a social person. He preferred to keep to himself. After the death of his father, he slowly closed off from the world. He rarely spoke, and didn't leave his house for 50 years. His mother finally convinces him to come over and visit her, but he is surprised when 4 boys follow him and claim to be his mates. What will he do? How will his story end?

Book 2 in Stray Series. I know I'm not worthy of a second chance. I've taken away so many others' second chances. I took their lives in my hands and each time chose mine over theirs. It didn't matter who they were, if they had family, how old they were. I had a job to do. If I heard even a whisper, it was over. I had to. I didn't want to, but I had to. It didn't even matter in the end. She's gone now. I'm all alone. Somehow, for some reason, a second chance was bestowed on me. But I don't want it. I can't have it. And he knows it too. -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! : #16 in "Shifter" #18 in "Loss" #24 in "Werewolf" #26 in "BoyxBoy"

Book 1 in Stray Series The world has not been kind to me, but that's okay. I don't need to live in luxury or comfort. My only purpose, my only goal, is to protect my children and give them the life I never had. I don't know how much longer I can keep them safe, though. The walls I've built for us are closing in, my efforts are in vain, and I'm not strong enough to help them much longer. I pray my son will be able to use what I've taught him to keep them alive. And protect them from the wolves that can't seem to leave us be. -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! : #1 in "Werewolves" #1 in "Pups" #1 in "Omega" #1 in "AlphaxOmega" #1 in "Omegaverse" #1 in "Loss" #1 in "Soulmates" #1 in "Wolves" #1 in "BoyLove" #2 in "ManxMan" #3 in "BxB" #1 in "Hurt" #5 in "Alpha" #4 in "MxM" #4 in "Gay" #4 in "Shifter" #12 in "Werewolf" #10 in"BoyxBoy"