"Eat." I ordered as I pressed the spoon against his lips but in return, earned a cold glare from him. Before I knew it, his arm swung out and knocked the spoon and bowl away from my hands, causing the soup to spill all over the floor and the porcelain bowl to smash into pieces along with the spoon. "What the hell man?!" I screamed at him, pissed off by his spoilt brat act. However, he seemed to have not heard me as he just stared silently out of the window again with the same lonely, despair-filled eyes. I wonder what he's thinking off to make him seem so depressed. Sighing in defeat, I cleared up the mess he made before walking out of the room silently as he continued to watch the scenery outside emotionlessly. He looks so fragile and delicate like that, I can't help but want to protect him. I must be nuts. I want to protect the guy who pissed me off so badly. So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. Highest ranking: #241 in romance (08/03/18) #2 in gayromance #701 in mxm #814 in yaoi #79 in threesome [Book 1 of the Lethal Passion Series] - Glow In The Dark (completed) [Book 2 of the Lethal Passion Series] - The King's Assassin (completed)

In this book, it is a total universe than that of Earth. Earth is our primary planet, but it isn't run by your usual presidents that display fair laws and equality. No, it's run by a demon god who doesn't care for anything but to abuse his power over the humans and watch them flock about. He has taken over, destroyed the planet for what it was worth and no one has free will. Enter 18-year-old Troy Morelli, a handsome young man with a body of a surfer. He doesn't care that his world is run by demons and is being ruined every minute. No, he lives life to the fullest. He's a playboy at the college that he attends, and he does what he wants and when he wants. He doesn't give a shit about anything. He plays his own game and he loves it. What happens when he pisses off the daughter of the demon god who controls every single microscopic thing on Earth? You would think he would care, but he doesn't give a fuck whose bad side he gets on. Well, isn't he in for it? Enter Maddox Kane, the demon lord of all demons.

The past is always out to bite us in the ass. Seth was a previous gang member and did things any gang member would do. He made mistakes. Although, did he deserve to be kidnapped and tortured for them? Revenge, it haunts us...

Officer John Morgan is just an officer doing his job in the small town of Oakland, South Carolina. He just wants to make sure his hometown is the safe town he grew up in. Kyle Brown is a different story. He's the town bad ass, along with his best friends, Carl and Fred. But when he gets pulled over by Officer John Morgan, he changes, and the changes aren't necessarily the bad kind of changes. Kyle Brown + Officer John Morgan x A dash of BDSM = An obedient Kyle Brown.

Donny Smith is a 17 year old Omega werewolf from the Black Crescent Pack. Being one of the many Omegas in his pack his suffering through suicidal thoughts, abuse, and servitude to anyone who is not an Omega is only lessened by his two friends, Addison and his brother Mathew. With only another month until his birthday, he cant help himself in hoping he'll find a male mate when that fateful day arrives. Because Donny Smith is in fact gay.... Avery McVade is the son of Alpha Henry and Luna Erika, of the Black Crescent Pack. Although Avery used to be childhood friends with Donny Smith, that friendship ended after popularity for the future Alpha took priority, along with a secret only the two know of, which sparked the abuse Donny suffered to keep the truth hidden. With his 18th birthday only one month away, he knows he has to find his mate to gain the Alpha title from his father. With the wait of finding his mate killing him, he has a "girlfriend", Maddison, as a substitute in the meantime. Even if he is hoping his mate will be a man, more specifically his childhood friend Donny. Book 1 of "Mate" series.

The survivors of the Second Wizarding War return to Hogwarts after a summer of rebuilding and healing. Harry had been offered a position for Auror Training, which he quickly declined in favor of one final year with his friends at Hogwarts. He hoped that the year would bring nothing but normalcy and quiet as he begins to move on. Draco had been pardoned after Harry Potter testified in his and his mother's defense during the Trials. He had been released from Azkaban on the condition that he return to Hogwarts and complete his final year. It would serve as part of his probation. With his father awaiting the Kiss and his mother a permanent prisoner in their own home, Draco struggles to find himself as he picks up the pieces of his life. This chronicles their Eighth and Final Year at Hogwarts. *I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to JK Rowling. This is a fan-fiction. Drarry / Eighth Year / boyxboy / fluff / angst / smut (you've been warned!) 😘

Thoughts that may pass through the mind of a suicidal person.

"You sure he's here?" "Yeah, I'm sure. Can't you smell him? And haven't you heard about the young leopard shifter who's been spotted around these parts? Talk is that he's the lone survivor, and he's going to be ours" ~~~ My name is Fabian Davies, and I am a rogue leopard shifter. But it wasn't always this way. I used to have a family, a leap. We all lived in a huge house in the forest together, and we were one of the strongest leaps of our kind. Now, I live alone, scared to let go of the past or venture far from the house that I used to call my home. My leap disappeared five years ago, leaving me with nothing, no trace of where they went. Not even a note. Zion and Chase. The twins who stumbled upon my home and changed my life for good. They seem to know something about my pack, but without knowing their intentions, how can I possibly trust them? I am a rogue leopard shifter, cast aside by everyone I meet. I am the lone survivor.

Book 1 Wrong series "I Mace Lunx, under the watch of the Moon Goddess, reject Azazel Angus as my mate!" As those words left my mouth I could see a sharp pain go through Azazel as if some one threw a knife at his heart. He began to scream and cry while holding his chest. I showed no pitty as I walked away from him not turning back. People started to stare at me scared as if I would hurt them as well. I walked down and out the halls. Not showing a hint of guilt.

sad and depressing poems for sad and depressed people.