They say love conquers all. His shattered the fabric of reality and began a world-altering change that would eventually shift the concept of life and death forever. 🌺💛👑💛🌺 Phil wasn't exactly the best at being the boy-next-door. Shy, clumsy, and highly insecure with his life as a whole - he was the complete opposite of his girlfriend, a bubbly nerd named Ella. But like Yin and Yang, the two of them were inseparable... at least, until the night of Ella's sixteenth birthday, when she died in his arms after an unexpected shooting. Traumatized and blinded by grief, Phil took his own life only three months later on his seventeenth birthday, but instead of finding his much-expected peace in the afterlife, he somehow ended up on a parallel world called Atlas as an almost monstrous-looking version of himself. Trapped in the kingdom of Aerika, a bizarre place chock full of things like magic, elves, orcs, demons, faeries, squirrel-riding women, assassins, a tyrannical hierarchy, and everything else under the sun, he finds himself very confused and depressed. But before he can begin to make sense of anything, he's captured and caged like an animal by a ruthless girl who looks and sounds exactly like his late girlfriend. Is this his own, personal hell? Or is it a second chance? And if it is a second chance... does he even want to take it? (Highest Ranking - #8 in Fantasy!!!!! ❤) (TRAILER INSIDE) Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved.

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

**Back by Popular Demand** If you read "The CEO Commands" you were introduced to Gavin, the little cutie that captured the heart of the one of the sexiest Dominants and Co-owner if the BDSM club, in The Dungeon. This is Gavin's story, it starts from the beginning long before Marcus ever met his Corey. Gavin Martin came from rough beginnings, he experienced things that no one should have to experience and a lot the treatment he received was from his own family, people that were supposed to love and accept you no matter what. Gavin's trials and tribulations send him on a journey from a small town in the middle of Potato Country to the bright lights and everyday chaos of The Big Apple, where he meets Damien, the drop dead gorgeous hunky business Tycoon that he fell irrevocably and immediately in love with. Damien Carter is a seasoned Dominant, his thing was Bondage and total Dominance, there wasn't a sub yet that he has encountered that has ever made him think to make them a permanent in his life and in his home, although many have tried and are still continuing to try. That is until a little blond, blue eyed angel was presented to him like a much wanted Christmas present by his friend and one of his business partners, Marcus Roche. Even though he was aware that Gavin was not a trained submissive the desire to make that little beauty his own was too great to for him to ignore, so Damien decided that he was going to make that sweet boy his no matter what.

Scottie.... If there was a picture of a person next to the definition of being socially inept in the dictionary, the picture would have been of me. Dealing with people gave me hives. Just the thought of talking to someone I'm not familiar with made me want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world. But no one understood that, no one understood me. Not my Aunt, and definitely not the limited amount of people in my life. No one that is until Him. He walked into my Aunt's bakery and I swear from that moment on, he owned me. Mind, body, and soul. Nolan... I am a Master Dominant, a self-made man in my own right. I have no doubts about myself. I have a lot to offer any sub of my choosing. I'm wealthy. I own several businesses. From my elite members only get-away that catered to the rich and famous in the lifestyle. To my new kink-friendly club I'm getting ready to launch directly across the street from a quaint little bakery that employed a young man sweeter than any of the confections they had to offer. It's been a long time since I've had a boy of my own. Don't get me wrong, I have beautiful boys throwing themselves at my feet on a daily basis. I've trained most of them in the art of submission, but none of them have caught my interest like this gorgeous Angel has. I needed to make him mine as much as I needed air to breathe. He will be my boy.

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves. When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir. The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader. So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret. And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down. If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge. They could only hope he was suitable. It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it. If it were up to her she would never find her mate. She did not want a mate. She did not need a mate. She could get everything she wanted on her own. ~~ I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck." He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?" I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex." "...its Aaron." I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy." He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?" Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?" "No." "good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam." "Its Aaron!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes, "whatever." He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name. Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone. My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

Horst McKenzie is a happy person... or at least, that's what he'd say if you asked him. It's also what he tries to make everyone believe, including himself, but as the hybrid son of a werewolf and a satyr, he is a living, breathing remnant from an otherwise traumatic and unwanted experience... and the shadow of that reality has followed him his whole life. But he's fine now! He has to be. The last five years of working on his relationships have paid off: his father's happy, his pack is flourishing, the alliances they've made over the years with other werewolves are rock solid, and he has a roof over his head. Food on the table. A comfortable place to sleep. Everything is too perfect to complain. Until it very suddenly isn't. In the same month that a covert underground program called the V.R.C. sends the very first vampire applicant to ever take the cure for a disease called Blood Rabies to live with him, for rehabilitation purposes, Horst also meets the one person he hates more than anyone else on the planet: the satyr who orchestrated an assault on his father and caused every single hardship in his life. Little by little, his brilliantly fake smile begins to fray. Little by little, the perfect picture of a happy future begins to crack. And little by little, the shadow he tries so hard to ignore looms larger over his horns. 🌻💛💗💛🌻 (This is the sequel to SLEEPSONG) Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - mentions of sexual assault - depression Thanks to my cover artist - PaperRabbitsArt on twitter Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved

This is a compilation of gay one shots. Most, if not all of them, contain mature content, so this is for an audience that can stand that sort of stuff. Also, a disclaimer, although the characters' looks are based on celebrities, the stories in no way depict the way that they live.

There's something killing the alphas around Maviz, planet of the werewolves. Dallas Crane is the best and number one officer in the Peace Force and Investigation Team - he loathes that his omega status makes people want to walk all over him and so he takes it as a challenge to anyone on a higher status. Then he meets Markus Rowan and the younger alpha seems to bring out the omega just begging to be free from within him. Brendon McKelly wants every alpha on the planet to die in a hole. In fact, he would personally stab and gut every single alpha if he could and this fact doesn't really make him a good candidate for the recent happenings in Maviz seeing that he works as the right-hand of the Chief Medical examiner in the hospital. But Spencer Smith is adamant to prove to him that not all alphas are THAT bad. Tom Hanson is just your average omega, going through life day by day in a boring, monotonous routine until Chris ends up on the doorstep of his isolated home in the north while he's on the brunt of his heat. Chris doesn't remember anything but his name and flashes of a lab and other things that don't make sense but over time; Tom realizes that this strange alpha might just be the key to what exactly is out there killing alphas and perhaps also the key to his heart. - Copyright © 2014 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.