BOOK 3 Must be read in order: Loving the Fighter, Fighting a New World, Fighting Family It's been four years since Callum left camp. It's been six years since Callum was arrested and had to leave his family. It's been seven years since Callum was a parental figure to his four younger siblings and he hadn't missed that feeling in all those years apart from them. Now after just moving into his first house with his partners, the last thing he expected to see was his two youngest siblings standing on his doorsteps. Callum now has to decide what he will do: face his trauma and reunite with the only family that still wants him or if he wants to send them packing to someone who would be better suited to take care of them.

They say you only fall in love once. For Ody and Mano, that once changed everything. In a world where love isn't always safe, and pain comes hand-in-hand with desire, two straight boys find each other in the middle of grief, trauma, and secrets that refuse to stay buried. Mano doesn't do vulnerability. Aggressive, tattooed, cold, and impossible to like, he plays the villain on purpose, because being hated is safer than being seen... and losing someone again would ruin him. Ody can't help but care. Bright, extroverted, charming and painfully sincere, he's the kind of boy who notices when you're hurting... even when you pretend you're not. He remembers your birthday, offers you the last slice, and apologizes even when it's not his fault. When their lives collide, nothing about them makes sense, except the way they keep gravitating toward each other. Sparks fly, but so do secrets, buried trauma, and a love neither of them is ready for. One of them hides behind silence. The other hides behind smiles. Together, they're wildfire. But not all fires survive the storm. The forbidden love between a broken boy and a lost one - a bond that refuses to break, even as the world tries to tear them apart. 🖤New chapter every Friday🖤 ! Warning : contains mature content and very dark themes including bullying, violence, strong language, explicit sexual scenes. Intended for readers 18 years and older. #3 gaylove / 66,1k. stories #2 wattpride / 18,9k. stories #9 lgbt / 17,4k. stories #9 lgbtlove / 17,1k. stories

Azrael Harrison, born to the Bloodwalkers, one of the most powerful packs of wolves in the world. Worse, they have a bloody and sadistic history, known to attack and leave none standing. Countless wars stain his family's history, and yet the worst is one that nobody can remember. One that a few are desperate to keep hidden. One that someone tries to force to light the moment Azrael takes his father's place as Alpha. Grayson, known only because of the prestigious title of Chief Warrior his father holds. He tries to avoid those around him as much as possible, fearing that one of them will come to close and see the bruises that mar his body. Forced to grow up and abandon his youth, he tries to get through a semblance of a normal life. His "normal" life is thrown out the window when Azrael grabs him one day, claiming to be his mate. Chaos ensues with the two male mates, paired together by the Goddess. It's the perfect cover for someone to begin sabotaging the fragile peace and get the revenge they have been chasing for. ✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳⋆✳

Desmond Crenshaw doesn't have much going for him. He street races for cash, deals drugs to get by, and drags himself through each day with only one goal: survival. He's a reckless high school dropout with very few talents that won't get him arrested-definitely not someone you'd want around your child. Vaughn Torres agrees, he's been seeking a solid reason to cut off the friendship between the troublemaker and his daughter since the day they met. He gets one, too, when Des's vices begin to bleed into their lives and Winter is officially in danger. Des is given an ultimatum: he can only be around Winter if he distances himself from the crime. There's only one way to do that. A change of employment, specifically to Vaughn's mechanic shop, though that balance is a lot easier said than done. No, things for Des are never that simple. Not when he's working under the watchful eye of a man who hates him. Not when he starts genuinely wanting to be better, and is faced with the rocky road of leaving a life of crime entirely. And especially not when he's been in love with Winter's dad for years.

As a lone wolf, Fox has been through every kind of hardship, and he always ends up alone. Wolves are meant to be pack creatures, family creatures, and he can't have either one. His past is full of hurt, and he wants nothing more than to forget all of it and face each day as it comes. He figures it will be no different when a pack takes him prisoner and won't let him leave their land, but he soon discovers that this pack has its secrets. Fox finds himself caught up in unlikely relationships, strange plots, and haunting figures of his past. He needs to decide if he should keep laying low, or fight for a better life.

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+

Date: 9/12/24 To whom ends up finding this, My Alpha isn't the kindest or most sympathetic wolf... I'm kept in the dark, quite literally. I'm merely an Omega which makes me the lowest on the totem pole. Us Omega's, at least in the Warrior Star pack, are basically locked up, away from the rest. I've spent my whole life in the dark with the other Omega's who are deemed NOT useful to the pack. I wish to leave this place and start a new life. Maybe find my mate. If the Moon Goddess even so graciously decided to give me one. Sigh. A boy can only dream... -Mel