*Trigger Warning* Depression, suicide, and mental illness are subjects dealt with in this story. I have a history with suicide. When I was three, I attempted the first time. A year later, my second, and not five months after that I tried again. Then my mother cried so much that I stopped for a few years and didn’t try again until I was eleven. When you’re a child, you easily forgive yourself your mistakes, so I forgave myself for my failures and tried again. Thirteen. Fifteen. And now I’m sixteen and trying a new one—a powerful one. I’ve doused myself in gasoline and I’m ready to light the match. They’re all the same. Every time I try, I fail. I don’t know why. When I was three I tried to drown myself but I stayed underwater for so long without dying that my dad was able to jump into the pool and ‘rescue’ me. The next time I jumped off a bridge, but the fall didn’t so much as break my bones. Maybe I just didn’t pick a high enough starting point, I thought foolishly, childishly. That’s why I tried again so soon after. I snuck up to the roof of my mother’s office building—forty stories up, so they said—and jumped. I didn't even bleed. This time will be different, I tell myself. Surely even I won’t be able to escape the flames. Surely. Because this is my only hope of escaping them. The shadows. The blackness as dark as the space between the stars that creeps upon me in my dreams and my waking life. They steal the energy from my body and the warmth from my blood. They will kill me, slowly but surely. Unless I do it first. Unless I find a way to fight back. *New parts of this serialized story are released every Monday on my blog at http://artz3.wordpress.com* Cover art created by Kevin Weitzel at @betweenmypages on Twitter and at http://www.betweenmypages.com/. His art and cover designs are wonderful.

Liar. Murderer. Cutthroat. Thief. Slave. I'm all of these things and yet, none of them at all. Life hasn't been kind to me, teaching me that if I wanted something, I had to crawl, fight and beg for it, just to let it slip out of my grasp. But not anymore... The tables have turned and like a shadow in the night, I'll be sure to pay each and every one of my masters a visit.

Light and Dark. Moon and Sun. Two twins are born, one twin the moon, the other the sun. Separated at birth, Moon is left in isolation, fear, and discrimination. Sun growing up loved and needed. But this is not about Sun. Moon is afraid, lost and has nowhere to go, caged, wanting to be needed, no matter how he got the recognition. A slave. A villain. A whore. Until he is saved by a man who wishes to kill him. __ This is BOYXBOY, and contains various mature themes.

A vast land of turmoil and grace, a land large enough to be called its own world, the Endless Continent, encompassed all of the known human race, a population of nearly fifteen billion people. Here, where large beasts roam, adventurers strive to conquer the 138 Dungeon Worlds, and be known throughout the lands as a Hero. Grey, a young boy of only five years, dreams of being a hero, but fate has dealt him a cruel hand. He is destined not to be a hero, but the most terrifying of villains. This is his story.

(ManxManxMan+) __________________ Being a lilin demon, an incubus to be exact, was something that Winter had once enjoyed. He was powerful and the sex was great. But now his world was cold and colorless like the season he was named after. He was taught the hard lesson that no one could be trusted. People will stab you in the back the first chance they get. And he accepted it, too tired to put up a fight and falling deeper and deeper into the darkness. When he's sold to a collector after his latest master grows sick of him, he expects nothing to change. But what he finds is the exact opposite. The man, a powerful vampire lord, and his collection of troubled boys show a kindness that Winter hasn't experienced in a long time. They care about the reason behind his scars because they have scars of their own. But there's something more going on behind the walls of Wolfwell Manor, something that sends Winter reeling with power. Can Winter accept the lust that makes his body burn with need knowing that it goes hand-in-hand with love? Or will he allow his own self destruction? _________________ This story is a POLYAMOROUS romance between MULTIPLE MEN. [Trigger Warning]: Rape, self-harm, mental and physical abuse, and other mature themes. This story is copyrighted and is the sole property of GaySensei and is not to be uploaded onto any other site besides Wattpad.

BOOK ONE Demitri Inou is an assassin of the new government, molded and manicured into the perfect pet. Obedient and submissive, he'll do anything the Con Rồng tells him to because he knows the consequences of disobeying them, but even through years of torture and instilled fear, he remains somewhat defiant towards his handlers. Though he's lost all humanity, virtue, and hope of being free, he refuses to completely succumb to them, and uses his hatred towards them to fuel each assassination. Being the skilled killer he is, it isn't at all surprising when the leader of the Con Rồng sends him on a mission that could either end the new government or boost their following and power. A mission to eliminate the leader of the Phoenix Rebellion, Phoniks Vidroh. At first it seems like just another mission, another simple assassination, but things go terribly wrong, and Demitri finds himself smack in the middle of the rebellion, fighting against the strings that tie him to the Con Rồng, and the hope of freedom and safety with a childhood friend he'd always assumed to be dead. "... and even as the world is consumed in the flames of evil, the strong will continue to rise from the ashes." ((rated M, will contain explicit content, sexual themes, rape, blood, violence, & mature language.)) **cover art by ChiyoPurr on DA: https://www.deviantart.com/chiyopurr**

**TOY MASTER SERIES: BOOK TWO**SEQUEL TO PUPPET//READ PUPPET FIRST PLEASE** Dakota Bailey has been forced to conform to the belief of other's since he was young; remaining in the closet because of fear, forced to praise a God he hated because his mother's extreme views ruled his life. When his family died in the bombs, he was freed from their beliefs, but at the same time watched the love of his life die, and for years he let the pain of his loss overwhelm him and govern his life. He believed himself to be nothing but a toy soldier, broken and gathering dust, waiting to be melted down for someone else's purposes, paint chipping away and pieces missing. The one constant in his life had always been the stars above, he cared about nothing else, but when those stars collide in front of his very eyes, he's reminded that loving is not a crime, and that he deserves to live as much as those around him, because broken soldier or not, he still had a right to fight. "Either way I'm still broken, my paint chipping, pieces missing, still pushing forward, still struggling, still just a toy fighting for my right to survive. What a cruel world we live in..." ((rated M, will contain explicit content, sexual themes, rape, blood, violence, polygamous relationship, & mature language)) **cover art by Ramzy Kamen on DA: https://ramzykamen.deviantart.com/**

A long time ago Ryraso worked for a race known as the K'nairi. When war broke out he was forced to leave. But the k'nairi don't let the people they view as valuable go so easily and a few years later, Ryraso finds himself back in their clutches. Facing old problems with a whole set of new ones to boot. Warnings: Slash (mxm), Slavery Type Issues.

"You will sit here until the earth eats away at your bones, and for you, my dear sister, that will be a very long time indeed ..." * After the use of dark magic, Liro is outcast from the sisterhood, stripped of her immortal grace and lifespan. Left to fend for herself in the world of man, she must use every weapon in her arsenal, which is not quite as small as she originally believed. She must complete a series of trials, and fight to earn her way back to what she lost. The promise of a closely knit company of sisters consumes her. Upon reaching the final test, she must ask herself if the loss of her newfound humanity is worth the strength of blood ties, and the lure of immortality. * Cover was a collaboration between @LMMladybug and myself * UPDATE SCHEDULE: COMPLETED

The sequel to Bird of a Wing. Kidnapped and now in Navat, Ryraso has to cope with his impending doom and protect his foster son from the people who claim to love him. Who do love him, and Ryraso loves them back but duty comes before self. Even if the Royals duty and Ryraso's duty conflict and threaten them ever having a relationship together.