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

Incent, a young hunter, is thrown into a dark and terrible job by his King. He is asked to assassinate a Prince from a neighbouring Kingdom. Knowing that he has only one year left of being a hunter, he wants to put every bit of himself into the given deed, however, he finds himself doubting himself and his goals. Humans aren't his only worry though. Incent lives in a world where demons walk among them and being a hunter means he must exterminate them. But could he exterminate a living human for his King? And what happens when his victim becomes far too interesting to remove from his life? Highest Ranking: #160 in Fantasy Excerpt: "The talisman was a long, curved piece of gold, inlaid with small diamonds along the edges. It was almost like a boomerang, except it was smaller and had ornate carvings of old Pagan runes on it that could, unfortunately, no longer be read by any man or woman still walking on Earth. Par quickly picked up everything that had fallen out of his bag before he threw it on his back saying "grab on," and extended his hand towards mine. I rolled my eyes at his dramatic speech and took his offered hand." *This wonderful cover was created by @holmesfapel - check out the stories there too!!!

"Meat" has been a call-guy in Chicago's gay district for over a year and seems largely satisfied with his job. Until a peculiar new client makes him question if he should be serving his meat to everyone.

Pure Romance. More of a mature (G A Y) romance. It's just about two strangers falling in love with each other. You don't know him and yet you know this is your soulmate at first glance. Love can exist in this world we live in. What happens when you embrace it, when you allow yourself to live in it. It's becomes a beautiful story. * Warning * Mature Content. Explicit Sex. Good Steamy Sex I Might Add. ( yes! ) © All Rights Reserved. SDS. Shanti Scott. Lutz Series. Book (1) -- The Guy In Apartment 333.

When Aaron spies the new next door neighbor in his window, his whole world is turned upside down. In the midst of meeting this new boy, Frank and learning what he's all about, there is a serial killer on the loose, terrorizing this remote Arizona town. Aaron faces one major question: Who is Frank?

Meet twos guys who are completely different: Drake is a fighter; a boxer. He's strong, smart and cocky. Raven is a cuddly bear. He's sarcastic, loveable and funny. When their paths cross, they can't seem to get enough of each other and before they know it, they find themselves falling in love. With Drake's cocky attitude and Raven's sarcastic side, will they ever be able to agree and get along? Or will they find themselves in a battle of witts, come backs and snide remarks? Opposites really do Attract...

Riches aren't everyone's taste and that's the case of Zeus Darcanius. Zeus Darcanius; rich, powerful and influential hasn't always been the confident strong-headed man he is. A pained past refusing to fade away continually hunts him, memories continually weighing down his heart making it heavy. The taste for riches only powered by the taste for revenge. Love and marriage aren't everyone's treat and by everyone I mean Julian Andrews. He finds himself swayed into an unhappy marriage he can't even remember how he got into. Love isn't something he's experienced until he finds something unexpectedly close with Zeus Darcanius. But what in the world is Zeus hiding?

[SAMPLE] In a world ravaged by holy war, Ari clings to one truth: mouths lie, but blood does not. Haunted by the past and desperate for answers, he turns to Auovin-a demon whose secrets could unravel everything he believes. What follows is a journey of uneasy revelations and slow-burning desire, where love tangles with betrayal, and redemption is never free of damnation. Guided-and tormented-by Auovin, Ari must confront not only the hidden truths of the war but the shifting foundations of his own morality. Daevas: Volume One begins an emotionally charged saga spanning three volumes. It is a story of truth's cost, the pull of self-discovery, and the peril of being seen in a broken world. For readers of Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire, Daevas is a queer dark fantasy novel where love, monstrosity, and identity intertwine in devastating ways.