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"

Alone. Naked. Cold. Covered in blood that is just as likely to be mine as someone else's. I don't know who I am, where I am, or what I'm running from. All I get are flashes, snippets of dark shadows, sneering faces. Pain always follows these nightmares, these memories. I was found, taken in, but I have no way of knowing if I only escaped the frying pan just to jump into the fire. I don't understand these people, these wolves. They don't understand me, either. Our words mean nothing to each other, they're no more than sounds. We use gestures, facial expressions, body language like the beasts we seem to be. I can only pray these beasts are not the same ones I'm running from. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion-

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" #2 in "Wolfdog" #5 in "Service"

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"

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩-𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐳, 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

World ended, zombies everywhere, and I'm stuck tryna figure out who the hell I can trust. Camp supposed to be "safe," but it's full of drama, lies, and people losin' their minds. And then there's Asaan-quiet, fine, mysterious. I ain't expect to catch feelings out here, but now it's like survival ain't just about killin' zombies. It's about who gon' ride for you when the dead close in.

𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶'𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁-𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁. 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝘁, 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱... 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲- 𝗶𝘀 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿... 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗻?

Five years after leaving Detroit behind, Lani, Kash, and their son Egypt settle into a new life in Houston-big house, fresh start, and fewer ghosts from the past. Across the street, Isaiah and Hasan are raising their daughter Saryn, balancing love, family, and the heat of the city. What starts as friendly hellos between neighbors quickly turns into late-night conversations, playful tension, and unexpected sparks. With Kash's possessive streak, Hasan's watchful eyes, and Lani and Isaiah caught somewhere between curiosity and temptation, the neighborhood's about to feel a whole lot smaller. Love, loyalty, and desire all blur together in this messy, funny, and dangerously intimate story about chosen family and the lines we can't help but cross.

"𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭." -𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐱𝐁

Austin, a lonely 20-something man, while trekking through the forest, encounters a bear. The bear chases him and he is convinced it is trying to eat him. Unbeknownst to him, the bear shifts into a handsome fella called Bruin, who 'chases off the bear' and thus, saves Austin's life and wins a small piece of his heart. Though, a small piece of his heart is not all Bruin wants from him - he wants it all. ------------ *Let's just hope it's a moose, yeah? I turn my head a bit to the side because looking from the very corner of my eye is starting to give me a headache. Yeah, okay, it's not a moose is what I can tell you. It's a bear. A full grown goddamn bear. And it is staring straight at me. Well, fuck.*