As an immortal war brings humankind to the brink of destruction, the hope for freedom begins to fade to dust. Mortals everywhere ache for liberation, to rid themselves of the shackles binding them to the undead for 29 years of their lives. But one man refuses to turn away from the vampire assigned to him at birth. He is a consort - the last consort... ...and it is in his hands where the fate of mankind now rests.

They're blood-thirsty. Every last one of them. Per the Agreement, however, all humans are assigned a vampire at birth. When they reach their age to serve, they must fill the role of a consort, feeding their vampire whenever needed. Unlike most humans, I was ready to be a consort. I was ready for my vampire, to serve him whenever he needed me. What I wasn't ready for? His kiss. A kiss that sparked into a flame. A kiss powerful enough to change the world. (**malexmale novel**)

The third & final installment of the Paper Trails series. Welcome back. Enjoy. Grab tissues. And ice cream. Let's go.

Screen burn: "Where a permanent mark is burnt into the mask of the TV screen due to prolonged display." If Jake's life is a TV show, the set that plays it is afflicted with screen burn, forever displaying his character in a frozen state, unable to change. He is the nice guy who always finishes last. He is stuck being the boring, straight, white male. Mateo is a bisexual, biracial troublemaker and everything that a girl wants. Jake aims to rewrite his character to win the girl of his dreams, and Mateo is going to help him (willingly or not). #45 in Humor. [Cover by: redblacklady]

In which a Subway worker teaches her customer the real reason why people use condiments

FOR IT IS DURING THE UNGODLY HOURS THAT THE GODS WILL FALL DOWN WITH A WEAK EMPIRE.