Book 6: Cassandra Woods is an omega. All her pack cares about is that she fulfils her Omega duties, but that's until the Alpha steps in to change things around and set matters straight. Cassandra never believed she'd become more than just a submissive Omega, never believe she'd experience so much loss and pain to find peace and share it with someone so powerful yet dangerous.

[BOOK 1] Not Edited - For the edited version see my bio Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now. A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were all hybrids, but with two different kinds of wings. You could have either have bird wings or the one of a dragon. For me, my wings were everything. They were my life, my freedom, and my pride. But after my father's betrayed the King, all our family was also treated as traitors. Our punishment? HELL Every day, as soon as I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep at night, the shadow of my father betrayal always haunted me. He made our lives pitiful. One day, I had enough, so I ran. I ran hating my dad for what he did to us, to ME. A hybrid like me had no chance of surviving in the wild. Not after THAT. This was now my life, trying to survive and resist this incredible and exquisite smell so close yet so far.

[Complete] A werewolf mxm, mpreg story: To begin, Carlen didn't have much, in fact, he didn't have anything at all. Abandoned as a baby, Carlen was fortunate to be adopted by a royal healer of the castle. Picking up on her wise words and healing skills, Carlen grows to become a compassionate person who simply wants to be useful to others. A Royal Stranger finds him in the woods and finds him intriguing. Everything about Carlen sparked his curiousity and he wanted to know more. Yet, he can never associate with someone with such a low-born status and so weak. The next rising moon shines on the two individuals with a greater purpose. The pull is hard to resist. A mate is rare. Will King Alaric give in to Carlen's wishes to 'use him', or will he choose to be a bigger man? A/N: This is a story of a romance between two men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #25 in comfort #50 in comfort

Vampires and Werewolves don't normally get along and typically avoid each other, Vampires avoid everyone only live with other Vampires. True they do need blood to survive and have humans and other humanoids that donate to them. One day the Dragon King his life companion and their youngest son Blue comes to visit the Vampire Coven. Where Blue meets Thayer the eldest son of the Coven. Blue knows right away they are meant to be together but Thayer doesn't want to believe it. As a matter of fact he was taught that vampires can only be with vampires and only men and women two men or two women is wrong. He even questions how can he be with a DragonWolf even more a male..

Five years training in the Death Valey has come into nothing. Trev is an Alpha with little words, girls are swooning over him and guys favor him. He never expect that his mate not just a male, but also the weakest. Skylar is an Omega. Afraid being thrown out and alone, he learns how to be useful around the Silver Moon, the pack he lives in. Being a chef and learning cure spells are the center of his life. That is until he met Trev Maximillian the new Alpha. He hates me, that's okay. He hurts me, that's fine. He doesn't want me, that's alright. As long as I can see him, that is.

Christien is the adopted son of the Midnight pack's Alphas Julian and Noah. despite being adopted, he feels as if they were HIs real parents and loved them unconditionally. he would do anything for them and tell them everything. on his eighteenth birthday, he starts to have these very vivid dreams. dreams of a stunning man bathed in moonlit cherry blossom petals. Will he tell his parents or try to deal with it on his own? Bane(name might change) has never seen the light of day. he has never felt the heat of the sun on his skin, or the bit of the clod on his flesh. all he know is the chill of the small cell that he has been held in all his life. the only thing keeping him sane is the face of the young man that he didn't know but knew so well. a young who watched him everyday but never helped him. a young man he wanted and hated more than anything. a young man the he will never meet. or will he?

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Artemis Lyall wasn't like the majority born, he wasn't fated to have a long life where his dreams could run rampant. He wouldn't even live long enough to know what dreams were, it was heartbreaking for his parents to expect. So they didn't, they let go of their pride one night and begged for their first born. Not stopping until the moon goddess bestowed the gift of a long life on Artemis, all rejoiced. The Amaris Pack would have their rightful Alpha, but they would have to say their farewells until the time came for his rule of the pack to start. Aretmis wasn't just bestowed the gift all of the other children had, instead the moon goddess threw in a few of her own blessings that could be mistaken for a curse. It had his parents sending him away, somewhere far from anyone he could harm and where he could learn to harness the deadly powers racing through his veins. This isolation was to last until his twenty first birthday, the time when he was expected to find a mate that he no longer wanted. The Alpha and Luna thought that they sent their little miracle to a safe institution, but that wasn't the truth. Things never went as planned.

"I looked into his eyes, and my gaze drifted to his lips. His eyes followed mine. We both leaned closer, neither of us willing to break the silence. Before I could second-guess myself, I pressed my lips against his. For a heartbeat, he froze. Then, slowly, he kissed me back. Electricity shot through every inch of my body. When he finally pulled away, his eyes narrowed as they searched mine. My wolf trembled with fear... afraid of rejection. And so was I." --- Ian Arnault is twenty-six years old, the powerful CEO of Knight Enterprises-the world's most influential corporation, founded by his cousin, Aiden Knight, the richest man alive and the company's legendary chairman. Standing at 6'5", Ian is a born Dominant. Confident, charismatic, and unapologetically commanding, he expects obedience from those who submit to him. Breaking his rules has consequences. Desired by countless women, he has never struggled to capture anyone's attention. Wolfrik Crescent, twenty-five, is the feared Alpha of the Crescent Pack-the strongest werewolf pack after the Alpha King's own. At 6'7", he's every bit as dominant as Ian: ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to control. Every she-wolf dreams of becoming his mate and Luna, but Wolfrik has no intention of settling down. Then the Moon Goddess intervenes. One fateful bond. Two men who have spent their entire lives believing they were straight. Two Dominants destined to become mates. Neither is willing to submit. Neither is willing to walk away. As desire clashes with pride and fate refuses to loosen its grip, Ian and Wolfrik find themselves locked in a battle of wills where losing may be the only way to win. When two Alphas refuse to bow... Who will surrender first? Or will fate force them to discover that love doesn't care about rules? @All Rights Reserved.