Dash has five sisters...yeah he is the only boy that his parents had. His sisters are all older then him, he is in his last year of high school. Three of his sisters are in collage close by and the other two are still figuring out what they want to do. All five of them have boyfriends... Dash never thought he would be into guys, he always thought he would be into girls like he was supposed to. But after a very revealing video his best friend sent him he knew he was into guys. Dash freaks out when his sisters bring there boyfriends over for a big family dinner. All of them are freaking hot! And things get worse when not one but all five flirt with him. Dash isn't out and doesn't know what to do... WARNING: This story has horrible grammar and spelling! Hell it's horrible in general. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! • (Rude comments will get you muted)

Now available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei) Fox has lived most of his life as his namesake, and sees no reason to stop doing so. He doesn't mind hunting the city alleyways for his dinner, nor sleeping beneath trees or on benches. His life is perfect in his own eyes... but perhaps not everyone sees it as what he does.

Available on Amazon for a limited time! A sample is here. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B017PQ4DUE He should still be alpha, still have his longevity, and still have his pack. But life finally decided to deal Kine Royal a much-deserved blow. He lost his alpha longevity and strength to Tanner, the new top wolf of his former ancient pack after a fight that should have left him dead. Thankfully, he had managed to retain just enough of his drained abilities to keep his life, leaving him to crawl from a shallow, snow-covered grave and slink away soaked in blood with a score of broken bones. Once he left his territory Kine found himself completely alone for the first time in his selfish, murderous life. He struggled to remain alive throughout a harsh winter, wishing for relief, if not from the itchiness his numbing injuries caused, then from his permanently rumbling stomach. Fortunately for him, karma decides to step in and send him some much needed help. Unfortunately, that help is in the form of a frustratingly annoying and overly affectionate black jaguar.

Stand-Alone story. Being a freshman at the same college as his big brother was a dream that Sailor never thought would come true, but now that he was finally there, things weren't turning out quite the way he thought they would. While he'd intended to spend most of his time with his brother since it was his last year, being a senior, he constantly found himself wandering away, subconsciously pulled in a completely different direction...

Kyra Atcuian hides a secret from the world around her. Kyra has the ability to shift, and the form that she takes is that of a cheetah. Shifters as a whole are a dying species thanks to hunters. Those that turned on their magic and gifts and now hunt those like Kyra down. Not only are shifters rare, but cheetah shifters even more so. With hunters weeding them out, shifters seem to be becoming more animal than rational. So when her heat cycle hits not having a male around of her breed is fine by her. That way she won't end up mated to a complete asshole. Who would leave her pregnant and not help raise a child that would need to be hidden from the world. She hasn't seen another shifter in years, and it's safer to just fade away into the world of humans. However fate has a different plan for Kyra when she meets twin brothers Adrian and Andre. They are cheetah shifters as well, and a female in heat is impossible to ignore. Kyra knows the danger of the shifter world, and never wanted to mate. Sometimes fate has other plans. This story is the first in a series of stories. It sets up for the rest to follow. Enjoy the world of shifters! Interested? Please see the following stories as well! All these characters weave into each other's stories as they are a society of people! Lion's mate Leopard's mate Wolf's mate Tiger's mate Gamstouchi's mate Uni's mate All stories in this series are avaliable on inkitt. They are part if a subscription you read. Thank you!

Servants are to be neither seen, nor heard. The only evidence of them existing is the disappearance of all things filthy and unclean and the subsequent reappearance of order and sterility. Dirty dishes vanish from the table to be replaced by the finest desserts. Laundry goes missing only to appear spotless in the drawers the next day. Dust seems to evaporate from every surface regardless of when it has last been touched. Jasper has lived his entire life in the shadows, having mastered the art of moving silently and completing tasks before anyone notices they need doing. Despite the hustle and bustle of castle life, his presence remains blissfully unnoticed. He doesn't mind, though. That is how it is supposed to be. However, one castle event too many upends his entire existence and he is thrust into the spotlight, his life's story laid bare for all to see. A/N: This shifter universe is a bit different than and is not connected to the Stray universe. It is intended to be treated as an independent standalone. Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #1 in "Wereleopard" #1 in "Leopard" #1 in "Lion" #4 in "Werelion" #6 in "Shifter" #7 in "Midieval" #8 in "Servant" #17 in "Castle" #17 in "MxM"

Smile. Pose. Laugh. Twirl. Say this. Do that. Reshoot. Double take. Edit. Cut. Splice. Post. Over. And over. And over. I am a doll. A puppet. Pull my strings and watch me dance. I have no say. No emotions. No thoughts of my own. I'm at their whims. The beck and call of the viewers. And she, their willing director. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #4 in "Bonded" #7 in "Social" #7 in "Media"

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" #1 in "Service" #1 in "War" #1 in "Dog" #2 in "Wolfdog" #4 in "Sentry" #8 in "Survivor" #8 in "Pet" #9 in "Soldier" #18 in "PTSD" #22 in "ManxMan"

[COMPLETED] When a mysterious stranger turns up in the small town of Mullion, Serena is desperate not to make an impression. She has enough things to worry about with a complicated home life, trying to balance university and her job at the local library. Not to mention her closely guarded secret, the only thing keeping her together in this stressful world of humans. So when the new comer starts turning up everywhere, prying into her life and making her wonder what else is out there. Thing's get messy. Copyright © Jenna Cook 2014 All Rights Reserved EXCERPT: They scraped at my mind as gravity took hold. But no fear passed through me. I wanted to fall, the blue rushed towards me like a welcome embrace as I passed through the barrier. And suddenly, silence. No, not silence. Music. The ocean wrapped around me, chasing away the demons. Eliminating all the worries of the world. Until just me, and the sea remained. All the weight of the world was carried away on the tide as I sank into the blue. The rising sun filtered down through the water like a rainbow after rain. Now most people would be worried right now. Realising they're out of breath and dying. But it's part of the reason I keep to myself, let people think I'm not normal. Because I'm not normal. I'm just even more not normal than they fathomed. -------------- Completed! But slowly editing Thank you for reading! If you like it please remember to vote and comment! Serene Of The Sea is my property, if you should find it anywhere else please let me know. Cover photo belongs to me. Chapter photos are not mine, found via google

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- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Ice" #3 in "Werecat" #18 in "Loss" #19 in "Neko"