"Very good, Wesley," he breathed, the warm air fanning across the merchant captain's face. "Now I suggest you listen closely because I don't do this very often." Wesley curiosity grew, though he kept a healthy degree of skepticism as he listened to the pirate. "I'm prepared to offer you a deal." "What kind of deal?" he asked, his heart racing. "I seem to have found something that I want even more than your ship's cargo," he said with an unsettling smirk. "And I am prepared to let what remains of your crew sail free if I get it." "Name your price," Wesley said, at this point ready to agree to anything if his crew would live. Valentine reached out and tilted Wesley's head up so he could get a better view of it. His smirk seemed to grow as he let one little word slip through his lips. "You." *This is an LGBTQ+ story*

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

COMPLETE- SEQUEL TO BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON- After a brutal betrayal, Cain of Akar, child soldier, the Bain of Notting, and wild magic mage, swore to never give another power over him, especially his heart. And since that vow to the gods, he's never been tempted... Until now. ......... "You need to stop settling for quick fucks and find a man who won't chafe at being in the dark beside your sun. Who will protect you, cherish you, appreciate you for the man you are rather than the crown you wear."

*** COMPLETE- Far From Home book two: Sequel to The Warlord's Chosen. A M/M/M fantasy romance*** "For the innocence of my mother, I suffered alone in the dark. For the sins of my father, I give my blood." Llyric has lived his life beneath stone, among darkness and cold. Having seen the sun for the last time when his father last attempted to steal his innocence when he was a young child, Llyric spends his days with a mouth bound, a body beaten and torn, and a soul and heart darkened by his own blood. He knows he deserves what he suffers, for the blood is his veins is evil. He knows this. He accepts it. Until the day he is saved, and possibly given a chance at living beyond his blood. **trigger warnings are located at the beginning of the prologue. Can be read as a stand-alone, but it's highly recommended to read the series in order for the greatest enjoyment of the story**

**COMPLETED-- First in the Wild Magic series** "My heart doesn't beat right if you aren't holding me in your arms." Edon has never known home, or family. Love or gentleness. Slave to a cruel master, he's lauded as a monster to crowds of leering men and women. Until the day a man who smells like fire and passion breaks him free of his cage and shows the monster what it means to be human.

Freedom is only an illusion. At twenty-seven, Tamelik has been a slave more than half his life. Submissive by nature, he can't help but fall in love with the master who treats him kindly. When the mistress walks out, Tam dares to hope his love will be enough. Then he's ordered to purchase another slave. He wants to hate Kai for being unruly and ungrateful. For being of the same race as the men who murdered his family. For being his eventual replacement in their master's bed. But it's hard to hate a man who cries himself to sleep, flinches at the slightest touch, and blushes beautifully when he's kissed.

*****COMPLETE-- Book three in the Wild Magic Series. Sequel to By the Light of the Moon and The Dark of the Sun, but can be read as a stand-alone. The Shade of the Earth is a M/M, May/December, gay-for-you romance with fated mates, knotting, and a bobcat shifter with a small stature and big spunk.***** Robert has been surrounded by men attracted and romantically involved with other men for most of his life. He accepts his friends, defends them, loves them... but has never really understood them and their attraction to other men. Now, a diminutive bobcat shifter, with all the spunk of his feline counterparts, nameless and without a family or home, has claimed him as his mate, refuses to leave his side, and somehow forces him to see sex and attraction in a whole new light. But just as things are beginning to fall into place for Robert and his Sami, will they have everything ripped away by a dark figure from Robert's past? ************************************************ "I'm confused, Sami. This is... a lot. I've never been attracted to a man. I like women- I don't like men! Please understand, all of this is a lot for me." "I'm not men," the shifter whispered, a single tear dripping across his temple and back into his curly, ragged hair. "I'm your Sami." The words had the breath in my lungs freezing painfully. I stared down into his simple, open face, and had a sudden, near-violent realization. Sami ran on pure, feral instinct. This didn't make him stupid, it didn't make him simple of mind. It made his desires and thought process easy and pure. He wanted me, I was denying him. He couldn't understand any other reason for me to do this other than his own inadequacies. He didn't understand the laws of attraction as humans saw them. He saw only that I was his mate. And I was denying him.

"You like it, baby?" Ambrose purred in Kyree's ear, "I picked the colour out just for you, remembered just how much you like it on me," Kyree groaned as Ambrose caught his earlobe between his teeth, biting down hard enough that he knew there would be a mark. "Out," Kyree demanded the tailor, pleased with how fast the little man scuttled from the room. The second Kyree heard the door click shut, he pressed Ambrose against the wall to the left of them, covering the demon's mouth with his own. Ambrose complied with a soft moan and a tug of Kyree's hair, his other hand clutching the lapel of Kyree's suit, as if holding himself up for fear his knees may buckle. Kyree's mouth trailed down Ambrose's neck, leaving one deep purple bruise after another across his demon's tanned skin. Ambrose's mewls and purrs were loud, then again, Ambrose always was loud, he knew it turned Kyree on. Kyree was marking his lover, knowing that all eyes would be on them tonight, he wanted everyone to know what was his. "Mine," he murmured against Ambrose's abused flesh, nipping at the place just below his lover's jaw, marvelling in the primal groan that resonated through him. "Yours," Ambrose agreed, his chest heaving as his breath got taken from him by another quick nip across his throat from Kyree, "forever, baby," Kyree took a step back, admiring the myriad of mauve marks littered across Ambrose's throat. Purple was Kyree's favourite colour on Ambrose... {Book One of the Inamorate Series} This book is dedicated to my editor, illustrator and best friend Daisy for always being there for me and putting up with my shit. {Credit to her also for the cover art and all illustrations throughout}.

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}

[COMPLETE] Ace Nova Williams finds himself having dreams that would disturb even a psychopath. He doesn't mind the dreams though, instead, he finds them comforting. He welcomes the whispers in his head with open arms and even invites the Devil into his home and life. Lucifer Morningstar is the Devil who loves his job of torturing the damned day and night. He loves to whisper in man's ear and cause the sanest to go mad. He didn't realize he was missing something to make his life in Hell even sweeter. That something being Ace Nova Williams. The boy who catches the attention of The Devil Himself. **This will not be like the Bible and how you were taught about Hell and the Devil.** **This is ALL made up from MY imagination so please do not go getting offended by something. If you cannot handle something in my story then either look past it or leave, easy as that. This is MY story made up completely by ME, Anissa_Eylene555. You do NOT have permission to steal or copy my work elsewhere! If you have questions about it private message me!!** If you cannot handle anything in my story please, there's the door, and don't let it hit you on the way out. Check out my other #BoyXBoy book called Beowulf, as well as my #BoyXBoy Oneshots book. The Devil Himself © 2017 Anissa_Eylene555 All Rights Reserved This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. The creation, "The Devil Himself", including all chapters, epilogues, and associated content is copyrighted. All rights reserved by the owner and creator of this book and any unauthorized copying, plagiarism, manipulation, distribution or telecasting constitutes as a transgression of copyright and therefore is punishable by law.