Dan is a dancer, but it's his best kept secret. Moving to a new college results in new friends, new hobbies and a new outlook in life; but what does it really mean to be human? A series of strange and seemingly unconnected events unfold that all seem to link back to Dan's mysterious new boyfriend. etcetc phan with kickthestickz This story carries some warnings, however they're p much all spoilers except non-graphic violence and injury on one occasion, and non-described minor character death. No major character death and no self harm. Please message me if you think you'll need to know the TWs! To avoid spoilers, you can give me a list of things you don't want to read for whatever reason and I'll let you know if they're in the fic or not :)

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark, the pink in his lips was still prominent. His pitch black hair stood perfectly on top of his face that screamed beauty and danger. But the slightest blood stains on his hands reminded me of what he really was. A pair of lips barely touched my neck, sending shivers down my spine, "I've been waiting," he whispered against my skin. He was my childhood monster. He was just a demon. He was The Midnight Man. And I think I loved him. //First book of the series// **please don't steal this. if you do ur a dick**

*NEW COVER* When Tyler lost his world to a man who broke his heart, his life had since then been made up of money and power. His successful life seemed desirable on the surface, but it lacked a certain quality that he deep down craved. Troye struggling to get by, finds himself in an unusual scenario of meeting Tyler, to only be opened up to a new world, one he could only dream of finding on his own. When the two men spend their hours together, one question always lingers at the back of their heads; what are we? Regardless of their curiosity of what title looms over their relationship, they still find themselves to be in intimate, demanding and lustful relationship, one that neither of them could choose to walk away from. AN This fic will contain a lot of mature and smutty material. Even though the characters' relationship in this novel will be demanding and complicated, in no way does this fic promote non-consensual sex or sexual abuse. There is a small trigger warning just in case of any scenes where there is character development, but there will be no violence or depression. This fic is intended for those who want a kinky and mature fanfiction but without the promotion of rape-culture or domestic violence. Thanks for reading :)

22 year old Troye Sivan is the new worldwide sensation: breaking records with each album and becoming one of the most desired men on the globe. Being far away from his friends and family, while also finding it difficult to find a long-lasting connection, he develops an addiction to sex and paying someone to spend each night with him. Slowly losing his once bubbly side he used to have, he is left with a dark and mysterious side that no-one believes they can break. However, a certain guest he invites into his hotel room one night pulls and interesting glint in Troye's eye, and eventually their relationship develops. This is a smutty fanfiction but there will be only a small amount of triggering material but no deaths in this fanfiction, there may also be a little bit of fluff as the story progresses. My inspiration from this story is heavily inspired by colour-me-troyler 'Escort' which if you haven't read it by now, I seriously advise you to. It's literally one of the best Troyler fanfictions out there! Constructive critisism is seriously appreciated! I am a newbie :) Thanks for reading x