-They watched their coven burn, the Three Traitorous Kings, and they watched their mate, reborn, sitting on the throne of skulls and bones. This was their damnation, the failed plan of God, and the revenge of the fallen, broken warrior.

-Back then, the Volturi had locked within the tower an angel. Their angel. He was perfect in every way, with hair a sandy blonde, eyes a shining, happy silver, skin a nice shade of beige with wings an abyss like black. He was their angel. And they ruined him for it. They killed their angel, ripped his wings so he couldn't fly away, took away his voice so he could never say he hated them for it. They were monsters to taint their angel like they have, but they couldn't see what they had done until it was too late. A body and a note was all that was left of the angel in the highest castle tower, and the vampires within the castle mourned for the light lost, and the Kings mourned for the loss of their mate.

Handel John Law, or Law for short, is a professional pet sitter. Rich people paid him to babysit their pets at his house, or if they paid extra to have all his services to themselves for a period of time, at theirs. Law enjoys being around animals for mostly one reason; they don't judge him on his hobbies. He is a submissive. On his free nights he enjoys sitting in his favourite club watching people and trying to guess who is into what. If he wasn't so socially awkward he might make an effort to find a replacement for the dom/boyfriend that left him a year ago. Fortunately for him the Master Dom finds out about his occupation which somehow leads to Law becoming part of the exclusive group. In other words, it seems like he now has his pick of beautiful free doms to choose from. Cover made by @HisokaGoku-hi

After being rejected by the man he thought he'd marry, Jesse travels to DeiganLupus for the Grey Moon Ceremony. However, when the ship he was supposed to take is lost at sea, he boards the Silver Treader to reach his destination. But the Galleon turns out to be carrying more than military and medical supplies, and the prisoner in the brig knows his name. - ⥽ ◯ ⥼ - Without the determination or skillset to join his family's hunting business, Omega wolf Jesse makes a last-ditch effort to find his life's meaning. He travels to DeiganLupus for the Grey Moon Ceremony, a yearly celebration where most rejected and unwanted wolf walkers like him find their soulmates. However, not only is the ship he was supposed to take lost at sea, but the only way to get there is on board a military vessel carrying supplies...and a dangerous prisoner. The moment Jesse boards, his instincts warn him of nearby danger, but they also urge him to follow a mysterious voice echoing through the vents. After crossing paths with Ross, a wolf walker on trial for the murder of hundreds of his own kind, Jesse's objective to reach DeiganLupus is overshadowed by the possibility that this criminal might be the very wolf he'd come looking for. But when he learns that Ross is the Alpha of an outlawed pack that his family have been hunting for years, he is faced with a gut-wrenching decision: hand over his mate and hope it's enough to prove his worth to his family, or stick with the man whose soul is tied with his and turn his back on his family for good. ◯ FTM Trans MC ◯ MxM Romance ◯ Fated Mates ◯ Word Count: 38,365 ─────────────────────────────────── ✵ NumenVerse year: 1050

{MxMxMxM} "I'm everything I can't be, and I hate it. But I can't do anything about the situation I'm in, so I'll have to deal with it. " .... Tycho Black was struggling with a few things in his life with no one to save him but himself. He didn't really care though, considering it was easy to block out unwanted things. Whether it was thoughts, physical or emotional pain, or anything else- at the end of the day none of it mattered to him. He didn't care that he could possibly feel some sick attraction to men, even though he had never felt attraction before. He didn't care about going home and being met with nothing but fear. And he certainly didn't care about Alexei Abbots or the other older and mysterious men Alexei was associated with. Alexei in particular, though, was just a little weasel that wouldn't leave his mind. He thought he could block him out like every other person, like every other male that made him think in such a bad way. But somehow, for the first time, he couldn't force himself to forget the expression on the boy's face when his fist collided roughly with his jaw. ~ Alexei Abbots was happy. Really, really happy. He was open, free, and accepted by the two best women he had ever met who completely turned his life around. Not only was he welcomed with open arms by his two mothers, but he was also met with the arms of two men he had a mutual fondness for: Riley Worthright and Xavier Mendoza. He was on top of the world, and his not-so-gentle past wouldn't change that. Neither would Tycho Black, the aggressive bully on campus who seemed to get off on being a homophobic a-hole.

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

Xander is your typical business man. A boring one with little to no excitement in his life. One rainy day after work he happens to stumble upon a little girl on his front porch. Just how much will this change his boring life?

Miles or as many call him, Milly, is the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. Many look at him and think that he would make the perfect dominant and Milly is well aware that he has the body type for it, but his personality is the complete opposite. Many dominants believe he is too much to be their submissive, being intimidated by his size. Miles tries to prove them wrong by being the best submissive he can, always listening and doing any request perfectly even if he doesn't want to, but it never seems to be enough. The submissive of the club even push him to be their dominant, not believing that the large man could be anything but dominant. Milly finally decides to leave the area and start new. In this new city, he finds a new club where he decides to give in to what everyone is saying and applies for membership as a dominant. However, what he wasn't expecting was the twin dominant owners with the capability of changing everything. This is the second book in my Submissive series. These books do not need to be read in any specific order, but to those that have read Submissive Desires, this will be the story of Killian, Milly, and Osiris.

Forced to pillage villages and dry them of their riches at the order of his cruel master, Einar quickly became known as a prize Berserkr; someone who fought with the power of one hundred men and left only the fewest prisoners to tell the tale. Bloodshed is the spirit of the Viking, and the Alpha was bred to continue that legacy no matter the price. But when he finds an Omega hiding behind a bale of hay in a village of their latest conquest, the young man's unique beauty makes the Alpha's blood burn and soul shudder for the very first time. In an epic tale of love and war, Einar will face the ultimate challenge; forging a path out of bondage and into the life that he longs for - a life with his mate. | Viking Omegaverse | WARNING, THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND THEMES!

Set in the omegaverse, The Farmer's Omega is the story of a delicate flower surviving a perilous journey into the rural country side... Tommy is a florist from the big city with dreams of obtaining a rare flower from deep in the country. As an omega, he has always been scared to go this far from home. He is a city kid through and through, but maybe he can find some solace in the serene country side as he travels to pick up a rare flower for his garden. Things go awry when the omega's car breaks down, and Tommy finds himself stranded in the middle of nowhere. Wilhelm is as tough as they get, an alpha living alone working 80 acres and barely getting by. The last thing he ever wanted to find was a delicate flower, jilted and out of place. And yet, here Tommy was; sauntering out of the southern, summer heat and into his life. Could this be just the change he needs? Author's Note: The Farmer's Omega is a steamy 20k+ non-shifter, m/m romance with alpha/omega dynamics and hints of mpreg. There is a guaranteed Happily Ever After. 18+ readers only please!