A story about two boys, love, loss, friendship and all the messy in-betweens. 🦋 As peculiar as what he said might have seemed, it drove Golden Boy absolutely mad with want. Because it was him, it was Starry Eyes. Starry Eyes, who's words were poetry. Starry Eyes, who embodied beauty. Starry Eyes, who's presence was light. Starry Eyes, who's love was healing. 🦋 FEATURED ON @lgbt 's FEATURED LIST (EDITOR'S PICK) FEATURED ON @FreeTheLGBT 's BLACK HISTORY MONTH READING LIST AUTHOR INTERVIEW ON @FreeTheLGBT 's PRIDE MONTH FIESTA © 2019 RMM - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Wattpad is the only place this book is available. If you see it somewhere else, please let me know. plagiarism is not cool!

[Fast Updates] His smirk fell "Whatever" he mumbled before walking out the room. After he slammed the door shut, I slumped down on the floor and brought my knee up to my chest hugging them. I let my tears drop, this will be the last time I will cry for him He rejected me. He left me here alone to pick up my broken pieces of heart. He left me here to fix my heart. He left me here for his playboy life. He left me here and I will not forgive him. Standing up I wiped my tears away and I put up my wall of façade before walking out the door. The sight in front of me made my heart dropped. There, just a few feet away from me is Jaxon kissing Tammy. I turned away to class with a determined face on. He will regret it. He will... Watch out Jaxon Daggers I will get my revenge and you will regret ever rejecting me... you will regret rejecting a secret guardian and the moon goddess's daughter. ____________________ 17yr old twins Scarlett and Allison were sent from heaven to protect a pack. However there is a catch, they have to enter the pack dressed up as nerds. Add in a whole problem of rogues, jealous bitches, and some stubborn ass werewolves, Allison and Scarlett are in a hell of a ride. Just exactly what could happen? ~~~ This is my first book so there might be some mistakes, but I did try to fix them before posting...please give it a chance...

"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}

After a messy divorce with his husband Eli, Caleb thinks he'd never have to deal with his foolishness again. But after their daughter Michelle has a few friends over and accidentally burns Eli's place down, it seems Caleb might just have to deal with his husband all over again.

Not Edited Cameron, a Daemon, was sealed for more than a thousand years by Deus, a secret organization. The seal would only be unsealed when the Chosen One would be born. He or she would either have the power to bring Cameron to death or the power to make the world fall into chaos by siding with him. Well that was what Deus predicted... Centuries later, the Chosen One was finally born. He was named Matt. He didn't had any idea that not only people from Deus was searching for him, but also Cameron. Each one of them wanted to have the Chosen One to his side in order to win the upcoming war. So, they wouldn't hesitate to lie and deceive to obtain what they wanted. However when Cameron and Matt meet for the first time, there was something between them that was unleashed. Was it hate or love? The destiny of the world lay in the hands of these two. Will they do the right decision and be together or will they be at each other throats?

Being kidnapped is one thing. Being taken to a Kingdom full of immortal vampires, that's another thing. To everyone, Raven is nobody. If anything, she's an average 20 year old living in the Big Apple. Overlooked by everyone, even her own family, Raven is used to being a ghost. That was until Alec came to New York City. Sent by his family, the 143 year old vampire has a week to find her... His soulmate. He has one week to bring her home. One week to take her back to the Kingdom that one day he will rule. But who said bringing a beautiful mortal girl back to a Kingdom was easy? ♱ Sequel : Her Wicked Secret

*Companion to Uriel* Tristan Lyons is hiding out in Haywood, adjusting to his new life as a former paladin and alleged traitor to the crown. But as he trains with the rebel forces, the kingdom falls into chaos, ripped apart by devastating attacks and backstabbing politicians. With Sam and Braeden overseas in Rhea, now Tristan must decide on his own who his real friends are and who is the enemy.

Chronic fatigue syndrome is a state of profound fatigue that is not improved by bed rest and that may get worse with physical or mental activity. This fatigue significantly interferes with daily activities and work. I have that syndrome. My name is William Elijah Brookes and I haven't left the house in over two months. My closet consists of comfy clothes and socks, along with several pairs of slippers. My closest friend is my older sister, who brings me chocolates, teddies and house plants to dote on. I am a CFS sufferer. I am The Pajama Kid.

"Do you want to live?" "If so, sign a contact with me." The young man gazes up with a faint smile on his face, "Yes." The young man didn't care who it was that he'd struck a deal with. Even if it was the devil or a God, he would have agreed. Whatever and whoever it may be, he would take their outstretched hand. Right now he was too weak, he needed more power to end the root of his suffering. In his memorizing eyes, there flashed an unfathomable light, but it quickly disappeared as it fast as it came. - I don't own any of the photos, they belong to their respective owners!!! They were pretty and looked nice... --- Current Update Schedule: First Book is Completed. --- !!Warning!! There maybe some content that you may find disturbing! There will be some explicit details inside that you may not find to your liking, you have been warned. I will put up a 'warning' at the beginning of the chapter to let the reader know ahead of time. There will be same sex romance mentioned, if you find this disturbing you should turn back now! --- A/N: Rookie writer, please overlook my grammar and plot holes, or any other issues with the story. Original story, please don't take it and post it else where.

Zale is a cry baby. He can't help it. He just gets so mad that the tears start flowing, which makes him even madder. It also doesn't help that the world is sinking. Unpredictably, the land shifts and entire cities can disappear under the water. Zale and his family thought they were safe, until the water started to rise. They raced to higher ground and lost everything in the process. With no money, they find themselves in a world congested with flood survivors. They can't find work or even an apartment. Steel, the local underground boss, has an offer for them that will end with Zale's mother and sister in a brothel. It'll mean money and housing, but Zale won't let it happen. He offers himself instead if the group takes care of his family. Steel agrees. Besides, he wanted Zale to begin with. (Sample: full story can be purchased as an ebook or viewed on Tapas and Radish Fiction.)