*Editing this story so that i can come back and continue writing it as of 12/17/25* "Merfolk are more dangerous then sirens, in my opinion. Sirens are pretty words and smiles, and they just drown you before eating you. Merfolk aren't as kind. I once watched one jump all the way up to the ship railing, grab a man, and literally eat him alive while we had to watch and listen to his screams. By the time that mer went back into the water there was only half a man left. Blood and pieces of flesh everywhere. That was a female, what many would claim is the weaker of their species. The males are rarely seen but they say you better hope you don't see one. They say when the males come up, they're usually looking to feed or breed. If he sets his sight on you there's an eighty percent chance of you dying before your journey ends, I imagine." Laurence is about to depart on his first voyage, unaware of how it will change his life forever. Mer x Human Sailor short story. R18 Explicit.

|•COMPLETED ✔•| A young thief named Norvin is sent by a group of traveling bandits to steal from the palace. Norvin would normally tell these type of people to shove it but unfortunately he's homeless at the moment and could use a place to sleep. With no other choice, he sets off to do their dirty work. He figured that stealing from the prince would be the easiest and safest bet but everything does not go according to our young thief's plan. Timeline of work: {Feb. 13, 2016 - Feb.14, 2017}

Where Chanyeol feels incomplete without a partner by his side. He stumble upon a cute petite boy, looking so innocent and lost. Baekhyun was the lost boy. He lost his home and who knows where his parents are. Couldn't help the tears, he stumbled upon Chanyeol. Both didn't know what sparks they felt for one another. Chanyeol decided to treat him right and give him love and affection he really need. Who knows where there relationship would lead. Warnings: Dom!Chanyeol Sub!Baekhyun Cute and innocent Baekhyun, Sweet and Demanding Chanyeol Started: 9/7/17 Finished: N/A

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

[SAMPLE] In a world ravaged by holy war, Ari clings to one truth: mouths lie, but blood does not. When the past surfaces in fragments, he turns to Auovin, a demon who offers answers-and demands a price Ari does not yet understand. As the war's lies unravel, Ari's certainty fractures with them. What he thought was righteousness becomes control. What he thought was monstrosity becomes familiarity. The closer he draws to the truth, the more he is forced to confront the one thing he cannot outfight: what he is becoming. Daevas: Volume One opens a three-volume queer dark fantasy saga of remembrance, moral rupture, and the peril of being fully seen. For readers of Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire, it is a story where identity and monstrosity are impossible to separate.

Kyle Harris wasn't looking for trouble but he can't seem to run away from it either. So when he sees one man being cornered by three others he doesn't think twice before jumping in to help. If only he had known that the man he decided to help may actually be the one he should be running away from. Calm, collected Eskil is not as harmless as he may seem. He's an ancient vampire with many enemies who would like to see him staked. He's use to being a leader and being alone but Kyle brings out something in him he's never felt before and he's not about to let it go, no matter who gets in his way. But the question is, can Kyle deal with uncovering the fact that vampires exist and that the most important one of them might truly love him?

"I tell the sea secrets. I spill out all the things locked deep inside me that I can't say to anyone else. And I know it listens to me. I can't explain how or why, but it listens and it understands." Seventeen-year-old Lennon has always lived by the water with his eccentric mother in Melwyn Bay. He is inexplicably drawn to the ocean (despite nearly drowning in it many years ago) and often swims out to an offshore grotto so he can talk aloud to the waves. The ocean never judges him for the emotion he keeps bottled up in everyday life. Like the fact he wants to stay in Melwyn Bay rather than leave for University. Or how he doesn't know who is father is or have any idea where he comes from. Or the fact his best friend Keiko seems to have a crush on him, whereas he is much more interested in the cute new boy in town... One emotional evening, as he hides away in the grotto, another teenage boy washes up on the rock, naked and confused. His name is Kye and not only does he seem to recognise Lennon, but he is clutching a note with his home address written on it. Perhaps someone besides the sea has been listening to Lennon all along. Someone from a place beyond his or anyone's wildest imagination. And as Lennon and Kye's two worlds collide, in a most beautiful and dangerous way, nothing will ever be the same again... --- COVER: By-gozi-

[FINISHED]One of the best known original m/m romances in Russia, loved by many. It won the Russian Wattys 2015 Award, now it's available in English too. Alva Ahayrre is a Creedan nobleman and a courtier, a beautiful and frivolous redhead, who is sent on an important mission to the Wild Steppe. There he meets a barbarian chief Kintaro - strong, dusky, assertive warrior who is interested in him very much. But Alva himself is more interested in a captive elf which he has been given as a gift. Alva has mixed feeling about both of those gorgeous men - a wild barbarian and a refined elf. He doesn't know that soon his love life will become very complicated... Warning: a few instances of nonconsensual sex, dubious consent and coercion, non-graphic violence and cruelty, threesome, polyamory and open relationships.

- Prequel (Karma) - Young, naive and innocent Lord Henry never knows when he's being tricked.

The trolls are invading the south, and there is nothing else Prince Geoffrey can do but to ask the Warlord of Hull for help. But the warlord wants something in return, something Geoffrey might not be ready to give.