A story about a prince and his pretty consort presumptive. Crown Prince Raffe, as the only son of High King Alizade and sole heir to the High Throne of the Ruemri Empire, is bound to fulfill one important duty for the crown. Even if that duty involves marrying a faie chosen for him by his father and the Twelve Clans, the same sharp-mouthed faie who broke his nose at their first encounter a decade ago. Soren-sharp-mouthed, sarcastic, and breathtakingly pretty-is the youngest son of Thar Idana. He convinced himself that he was prepared for everything-passing the Medical Licensing Examination, living in Ruemreon, and the new life waiting for him once he became a court healer. What he never expected, however, was to find himself betrothed to the heir of the empire, the same man who punched him as a greeting mere seconds after they first saw each other. - King xx Consort Fantasy Romance Contains hermaphrodism & mpreg English

~~Elemental Series~~ (Fire: Book 2) It's cold, and Fin can't fight it. Even after he escapes the frost, only ice lives inside the firebird. The inferno he wants is gone. It was stolen from the middle realm by the man whose flame he craves the most: Zoran, the third god of fire. After the loss of his kingdom, the god took back his gift to the mortals; fire. They're all prisoners to the cold, and Fin can't take it. He wants to feel the blistering heat and once again be engulfed in flames. Only then will the aching pain in his chest stop. He'd do anything, anything at all just to stop this polar flux.

BoyxBoy Percico "Say it!" I repeated. "Tell me what you actually think of me! You're just like everyone else, Jackson, I know it! Just admit it-" Percy let out a strangled noise and suddenly, I ended up on the rough grounds of the forest. My wrists were gripped in his hands tightly, pinning me down, as his black hair stuck to the sweat on his flushed tanned face, and mine to my pale cheekbones. My back ached, but my anger triggered pain was stronger. "Everything is WRONG about me." I said through gritted teeth. "I might not be a real ghost or a lost soul in my father's realm, Percy. But up here... I might as well be." ~It's a long journey to love. Especially if you run away from it.~