A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

Danya, a mage with a secret, is nineteen when he's finally sold as a gift. But the man he's been given to has no need or want for a slave.

In search of distraction, Aster, a prickly young mage with barely controlled power, and Nash, a packless werewolf, find themselves in the same MMORPG. Aster's not much for chatting, but Nash doesn't mind-he's just grateful for the help fighting spiders in an area he's underleveled for. Neither expects their connection to extend beyond the game, but fate intervenes when Aster finds himself stranded one night. With no other options, he reluctantly reaches out to Nash for a ride. As Nash arrives to help, both are stunned to realise they've met before.

Eighteen year old Ethan is autistic, loves plants, and sometimes makes bad choices. Like going for a walk at the bottom of a seaside cliffside when the tide is coming in. He might die. Rue's just finished high school and now he's stuck in a rut-and in the closet-with no social life and a home life he'd rather avoid. He's engaging in one of his favourite hobbies, stranding himself on the beach and waiting for the tide to free him, when he spots someone less intentionally stuck in the same predicament.

When Finch goes to bed after a long night of magical bullshit, the last thing he expects-or wants-is a phone call from a vampire asking for help. He's tempted to ignore Luther and go back to sleep, but there's something about the vampire's desperation, and his offer to pay large sums of money, that Finch just can't ignore. Little does he know that he's about to start down a path that will change the lives of himself and his housemates.

When things with his step brother finally escalate too far and Gabe gets seriously injured, he's sent to stay with another family for a while. Unfortunately the guy Gabe's sharing bunk beds with has taken an instant dislike to him for no apparent reason.

Colby hated one guy and one guy only. This guy stole his chance to become captain of the football team, mocks him in front of the team and -the cherry on top- slept with Colby's girlfriend. This guy was Ezra Dickinson. Colby swore that if he ever got the chance to get revenge on the guy he'd do it. So why did he get sent an anonymous photo of him making out with Ezra at a party? He decides to confront Ezra about the photo but his confrontation gets heated. Although, not in the way Colby was expecting. **Now publisher on Amazon and kindle under the same title and name!!** Cover by M_Rainberry

WEREWOLF/DRAMA/ROMANCE/BL Mani has made the bold decision to leave behind his past and embrace a life as a human, turning his back on everything he once knew. However, as he steps onto the campus of his new college, it becomes clear that escaping his roots won't be so easy. On the very first night, he senses the unmistakable presence of his alpha lingering nearby, reminding him of the world he tried to leave behind. Will he be able to truly sever those ties, or will his past come rushing back to reclaim him? Ranking: #1 bxb (03/07/25) #15 romance (21/04/23) #15 newadult (01/12/22) #1 gaylove (03/02/23) #31 boyslove (25/03/22) #2 omega (16/05/22) #5 homoerotica (26/05/22) #2 malexmale (31/01/23) #8 mxm (17/06/22) #5 boyslove (02/06/22) #68 lgbtq (06/06/22) #10 manxman (16/06/22) #5 boyxboy (23/11/22) #5 fujoshi (01/08/22) #17 spice (10/08/22) #11 alpha (30/08/22) #28 gayfiction (29/08/22) #3 bl (20/02/23) #14 conflict (01/12/22) #16 dominance (01/12/22) Reader comments... "Thank you for such a great story, author..... You really are good at this.... Please keep going... I'd love to see more of your work💜✨🦋" Beastie_here THIS IS A WATTPAD ONLY STORY Thanks JoJo

Rowan was a crown prince born to end a war. Jude was the soldier born to fight beside him-until he betrayed Rowan and vanished to the enemy's side. Now Jude's back, begging to fight for Rowan and his country once more. Rowan swore he'd never forgive him, but Jude is hiding something... and despite everything, Rowan can't stop falling for him all over again. "Are you afraid I'm going to burn you?" I asked him softly. "I'm not scared of fire," He responded with a laugh. "But what if I lose control of my powers?" He looked up to meet my eyes. "Then we will burn together."

I'm back with another banger of a story, ya'll. _________ Griffin Gray is a D1 swimmer, a Princeton transfer, and the most put-together disaster Rohan has ever seen. Rohan Malhotra is pre-med, hopelessly in love, and absolutely not dealing with it. Nobody would expect them to fall apart together. Then again, nobody expected them to find each other and fall in love either. "You don't understand," said Griffin. "I'm the villain in everyone's story." "No, " whispered Rohan, cupping his cheek. "You will always be the hero of my story." _________ Interviewer: I don't know what you are doing still reading this. I demand you to click on chapter one RIGHT NOW. [CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE]