"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

Betrayed, lost, broken. This is Azalea's reality now. Once a slave, now a warrior. A future queen tasked with the enormous weight of the survival of her race resting on her shoulders. The wolves are dying. When the vampires took over, the ancient race of shifters dwindled rapidly. The fought hard, but they were no match for the strength and numbers of the vampires. Then, they ran. Settling deep within the mountains, in the tunnels where a steady network of caves ran underneath a dormant volcano. Little did they know, the loss of the forest took a toll on them. Disease swept rapidly through their numbers, but their ability to shift dwindled until they could hardly even feel their wolves. Until finally the entirety of the power itself was snuffed out, rendering the remaining wolf-borne human. Well, all but one. The princess. Having reverted back to her true name while running for her life with a few hundred slaves at her back wasn't exactly easy for even the most seasoned of wolves. Especially since the one person she was running from could track her anywhere in the world. But there are things about the wolf princess that Elizabeth doesn't know, a wild untamable power seeking to be released just below the surface. Over the last two hundred years, her father has been reclaiming his kingdom, piece by piece. He has gathered allies from all over the world to fight the deadly vampire queen, Ravenna and her family. Tasked with the heavy burden of keeping her pack safe, along with tending to her broken soul, will she ever be the queen her people need her to be? One crazed queen, chasing down her mate. Another crazed queen, chasing down a weapon. Who will get there first?

Twenty-four-year-old stripper Leana Jones was born into a state of survival, and after years of battling with the situations life has placed before her, she is now stuck with trauma and scars that beat her to the point of no return. So what happens when life throws a love in the middle of the battle that will require her to put down her defences and simply be? Will she trust it or will she turn love away?

✔️Fantasy-Romance || WomanxWoman || What will you do if your secret sexual fantasy, you were afraid to dream of, comes true? What if the curtain opens to you, leading to a new brave world, which was so close, but you could not touch it? Will you agree to accept new rules? What if reckoning follows pleasure? Are you ready to pay for your feelings? What if witches are hiding very close to your body and soul, ready to kill you? But there is nothing you can do about it, because you have fallen head over heels in love with one of them, the most dangerous Nota bene: some chapters feature mature content! The cover belongs to ©treepipit No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission of the publisher. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved © treepipit 2019-2026

[BOOK 1] COMPLETED Legends once spoke of Erebus, a great cultivator who stood against an army of darkness. He fought bravely alongside his brothers for many years but found himself betrayed. Those he called family poisoned and tortured him-seeking his death. When he escaped, he was demonized and painted as a villain of the realms. Thus, Erebus turned to the army of darkness and discovered the truth. His foe was never the darkness but the great beings manipulating the realms-Titans. He picked up his daggers and spent centuries fighting against these monsters, but fell short of his goal and lost his life. When he believed death would give him rest, the Shadow Deity revealed another plan for him and offered a new life. Erebus found himself in the body of Eri Themis, the outcast and trash of the prodigious Themis family. Starting over again, he will find himself standing by new allies and facing his old enemies. Can they stop the corruption and deceit spread by the gods? ***This novel will have mature language and violence.*** An earlier version of this novel was released a couple of years ago; however, I have rebooted it to this current version. This is an MxM novel but is considered a slow burn.

*COMPLETE* There are whispers across the kingdoms that the Paragon, that strangely gifted person who can wield all four Skills, has been found. They're wrong, of course. No one has caught the Paragon. Allayria should know: she's it. But Allayria doesn't want to be the Paragon, and in her pursuit of freedom she finds herself enmeshed in a web of lies, caught in a group who might be even more dangerous than she could have imagined. Still, she's not the only one who has problems: bigger tides of change and danger are shifting across the world she has been assigned to protect. The Jarles, a kingdom in the east, has begun moving across its borders, and there are strange murmurings about what they have done, and where all the children they abducted have gone. Faced with responsibilities she never wanted, and a life she thought she could never have, Allayria must decide how she will help--and if she will be the Paragon at all. _____________________ WIP Cover art and written work by Azi. Highest ranking: #66 in Fantasy 2/3/2018 Hi everyone! Thanks a ton for taking the time to read Paragon. I'm so excited to share it with you, and to hear your feedback, theories, and insight. It's just me, myself, and I on this one (no beta) so if you catch any errors or inconsistencies, give me a shout--it will be much appreciated. The plan is to release a new chapter each weekend until we reach the end. - Azi Note: violence, sexual themes, and some coarse language will appear in Paragon.

"Can I hear you say it?" Melyha's fingers sink into the cushions near their thighs, unashamed of their anticipation and desire. They track his pupils dilating, a spike from his niih projecting as their soft command gets through to him. "Melyha," slow and airy is his response, his accent an adored aspect. They can't help but lean toward him, a smile on their lips. "Aarthir," they all but purr. Something stirs in them to watch him squirm as his name leaves their lips, stomach fluttering with heat and bringing their hand to creep across the cushions toward him, middle finger tracing the exposed skin on his wrist before pulling away, studying his reaction to the simple and quick touch. The way they say his name imprints into Aarthir's mind and he almost needs Melyha to say it again, the question stuck in his throat when they touch him. Now it's his turn to purr, albeit a bit involuntary on his end, it is a non-verbal depiction of his demeanor: excited and content. His teeth start to ache again, gums pulsing and shifting while his nail beds mimic a similar action. And suddenly he has a deep hunger, the sensation coming second to an even deeper yearning. - With a buried heritage and stunted sense of self, Aarthir Delayyo-Kiyani makes a move from the islands of Yvol to the bustling city of Everi in Heml. Fate is watchful...calculating and hopeful. What composes his character is challenged again and again within the sights of the incorporeal device, determination for rediscovery held steady in his path. And with the more than welcome presence that is Melyha, an individual of the transfiguring folk, Q'kny, their alluring energy and magnetic demeanor pulls Aarthir in, blooming sides of him he has never seen, feelings never felt before molding him into what he is truly to be.

[ AN ORIGINAL BL NOVEL FROM RUNNOX ] A boy let out a small humph as he lay on his bed. He called his grandma, who was sweeping the floor. "Grandma, tell me a story!" His grandma raised her brows before setting aside the broom to accompany her grandson to his room and sitting beside the bed. "Then, should I tell you a story about a beautiful man who became Crescent Moon God?" The boy laid comfortably on his bed with a small nod, and his grandmother started to tell him stories. However, the boy did not expect that the story that his grandma always told him back then would become his reality someday after he had a truck accident. (Note: This is a BL story, so feel free to leave if you don't like this type of story. I understand and accept your personal preferences.)

Sometimes, words are not necessary. Zen has been mute since the day he was born. Having grown up unwanted and on the streets, he unexpectedly found himself a hero in the prince of his country, Qi. The man had appeared when other children had been throwing stones at him, trying to drive him from the safety of the town's protective walls. Qi ends up saving him, and as thanks, Zen decided to dedicate his life to protecting his master. Years later, as tensions begin to rise with one of their much-larger neighboring countries, he finds himself and his master thrown into unfamiliar territory, both physically, and mentally.

In a city overrun by the corrupt and crazy, driven by greed, lust, and desire, Remi Goldridge's sweet nature and strong moral compass are strange and unheard of. Beasts of nightmares roam free here, taking and doing whatever they please. When Remi's father buys her one of the most dangerous creatures in the world as her slave and personal bodyguard, she is terrified, and wants nothing to do with the dangerous beast.