[Completed] ''I was born in flames and chaos. In one moment, I didn't exist at all. In another, air was tearing through the flesh of my lungs.'' Deep in an unknown forest, a young woman woke up alone and confused. She had no knowledge of her past, what she was, or who she was. Why was she in this world at all? Fate drove her into the hands of a family of vampires, all of whom brought relief in the slightest touch of her skin. But their touch was more than addicting. With each stroke, mysterious etches appeared on her flesh, divulging information thought to be lost to the world; information of magic, power, and a viciously murdered coven of witches. With no past and an uncertain future, she must find out her purpose in this life before the supernatural world takes her for all she has to give. Even more so, she must attempt to understand a craving she has for the dangerous vampire family she's found herself enslaved to; a craving to be touched. All Rights Reserved © 2015 {{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.}} This story is a multi-lover romance novel. Proceed with caution because it will get heated! Highest Ranking: #1 in Vampire

Caspian never intended to kill him. The Prince of Ithsmus' blade was meant for another. For that barbarian that stole his father. Jericho. He never meant to love him either. ***************** Conceived and trained for war Jericho was on his way to being the greatest General the world has seen. He's killed men, many men but he's never wept for one, not like the mad Prince of Ithsmus. He's never felt anything like he did for the boy and he'll do anything to have him, the Prince Caspian.

In which a dancing, rapping white boy meets Brooklyn-born Vinny Vitale and realizes, hey. I may be gay. A short story.

He is a Master Dominant, trained by one of the best Masters in the lifestyle. He's also a successful millionaire, a savvy businessman, and the absolute King of his Empire, and most important, he is my devoted husband and my Dom. My husband loves me with every fiber of his being, and he constantly tries to appease my insecurities about not brave enough to delve deeper into the lifestyle. He does everything within his power to make sure that I know that I'm more than enough for him. We've played mostly in private or amongst the small group of our closest friends, the men that were like really family to the both of us. But I've secretly desired to give my husband the one thing I know he wants, a chance to perform with me in public. The kinky exhibionist I know he is, that side of himself he has been suppressing over the years for my sake. The only thing that has been keeping me from giving into my desires is my fear of people judging me and my ability to the perfect submissive to someone of my husbands caliber, it is damn near debilitating for me. I'll assure you right now, that I know I'll do something mess things up during a scene and my mistakes will surely reflect poorly on my Dom. That's why I've found myself facing my current predicament. As an owner of a lucrative and elite BDSM club, my other half has no choice but to please his members who have paid a hefty sum for said membership to his establishment. As much as I hate it, I understand that he's got to make them happy. He has to secure his reputation as a Master Dominant within his community. I'm fully aware that usually my man didn't give a flying fuck what others think about him, but in this instance, a part of me hoped my husband would have refused the requests to put on a public demonstration of his multiple skills. I wanted him to have no part of it, especially with the fact that he'll be demonstrating those toe curling skills with a submissive who wasn't me.

[MxMxM] ~ COMPLETED. Blake Anderson is fine. Blake Anderson is not a charity case. Blake Anderson is not some stray dog that needs to be coddled. Don't treat him like one. He makes do. He makes ends meet. On the weeks, the months he can't find a job he suffers through cold winters and sweating summers. On the days he has a job, he suffers through the abuse, the shouting, and then the firing. But he has a roof over his head, and finds food for his belly. He's fine. Everything is fine. Until it isn't. [Book One.] WARNING: Explicit language, sexual themes, violence, 18+ only. Trigger Warnings: Physical abuse, substance abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, manipulation, gun violence, death, stalking, kidnapping. There are more warnings at the end of the Prologue and in Chapter One. Please read with caution. Text copyright © YeetMyselfx 2017-Present. The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that is shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.

**TOY MASTER SERIES: BOOK TWO**SEQUEL TO PUPPET//READ PUPPET FIRST PLEASE** Dakota Bailey has been forced to conform to the belief of other's since he was young; remaining in the closet because of fear, forced to praise a God he hated because his mother's extreme views ruled his life. When his family died in the bombs, he was freed from their beliefs, but at the same time watched the love of his life die, and for years he let the pain of his loss overwhelm him and govern his life. He believed himself to be nothing but a toy soldier, broken and gathering dust, waiting to be melted down for someone else's purposes, paint chipping away and pieces missing. The one constant in his life had always been the stars above, he cared about nothing else, but when those stars collide in front of his very eyes, he's reminded that loving is not a crime, and that he deserves to live as much as those around him, because broken soldier or not, he still had a right to fight. "Either way I'm still broken, my paint chipping, pieces missing, still pushing forward, still struggling, still just a toy fighting for my right to survive. What a cruel world we live in..." ((rated M, will contain explicit content, sexual themes, rape, blood, violence, polygamous relationship, & mature language)) **cover art by Ramzy Kamen on DA: https://ramzykamen.deviantart.com/**

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

Theo finds not one but two men of his dreams when he accidentally falls for the Baumann twins. Not that it is hard to do with such hot guys, but getting their attention... now that is hard to do. Luckily he finds a unique ability that has both their heads turning. And it seems choosing is not an option for these three. (please note: this is not a Disney story. Please don't leave negative comments focused on opinion. This is fictional, and I appreciate constructive criticism on grammar, spelling and punctuation. Thank you!)

5/17/2020 - This story is going to be available for purchase in its entirety on Amazon 5/30/2020 so only the first five original chapters are posted as a sample. He was a chubby college student born of a meth head and raised by his grandmother. He easily went unnoticed and didn't make waves. He just wants a chance for a better life but that's taken from him when he's kidnapped and turned into a lab experiment that gives him a life he never thought could be possible. **This story is MATURE meaning there is man on man/orgy/cussing/violence/and all kinds of stuff good children should not get into.**