Werewolves are real. Big deal. If NYPD detective Maverick Carson is being honest, he's always been more of a cat person. As part of a new expansion project, however, the 11th precinct is getting its first lycanthrope officer - an intimidating presence by the name of Emery Faustine. And, by some cruel twist of fate, Maverick is assigned to be his partner. The two hotshots are fire and ice. Night and day. Sworn enemies from the moment they meet, until a serial killer begins to ravage the streets of New York City, and Maverick and Emery must force their rivalry aside to stop the gruesome killings at whatever cost. Meanwhile, Maverick wonders if there's something more to Emery than just the creature he becomes every full moon. As he contemplates his partner's humanity, he wonders, too, if there could be something more to their partnership. With the case coming to a head between them, hidden secrets - and feelings - threaten to be revealed. Maverick must decide: is Emery human, or just a wolf parading as one? And, more importantly, can he learn to trust the werewolf, even if it means risking his own life? Highest Rankings: #1 in LGBT #1 in Magical Realism #1 in Mystery/Romance #1 in New Author

After an Alpha has given up looking for their mate, and they need a Luna to help run the pack, they will organise an event known as The Whipping. Female volunteers from packs around the country will put themselves forward if they wish to be in the chance of becoming a Luna. These she-wolves would be whipped in front of all the packs, again and again until their backs were red raw and blood covered. The last female remaining would be given the title of Luna as the Alpha would only want the strongest wolf to help run his pack. Most wolves gave up and quit as they couldn't take the pain, but some head-strong females would go until they were no longer breathing. It was an ugly tradition, from years ago. I had never heard of one happening in this day and age...until that day... Until I met him... On the day of The Whipping...

[C O M P L E T E D] The last thing Jisung thought would threaten his life was a job offer and a crown prince. He'd think alcohol poisoning would get to him first, or the menace of Goguryeo guards at his heels. But here he was, at the mercy of the crown prince of Baekje with one job for him and Hwang Hyunjin- unless they choose death. Find, protect, and humor the supposed crown prince, his older brother: Lee Minho. And he thought it'd be easy. How hard was it to protect someone? However, he didn't think he'd be the one he's protecting the future king from. --- /I don't boast about my achievements in the tag rankings but on 07/25/2020 this book just got #1 on #HanJisung and I'm so proud of it 😌👉👈 And #1 on minsung on 08/25/2020

Paisley Roux. She wasn't the type of girl your parents warned you about; she was the type of girl your parents forgot to warn you about. Exclude smoking, drinking, and partying-the typical things you do to be branded as a bad girl. Paisley was far more dangerous than that. She could hurt you with her own broken pieces. She was the embers of fire, the edge of a blade, and the devil's laughter. Paisley's achievements: #2 in BreakingStereotypes #53 in Short Story #1 in Words Hurt (05-19) #73 in short story (05-19)

*Available in full on Radish or Patreon!* She was born in fire. He was forged in ice. The clash will scorch them both. After a disease wipes out all human life on earth, the world is left to the werewolves. As packs organize and claim territory, an opportunity arises to collect information from a Viking pack headed by the dangerous alpha, Nolan Frosaker. Ashelin jumps at the chance to go undercover, but only partly because she wants to contribute to the mission. The Viking King intrigues her, and she has unique talents that will get her close to him. What she doesn't anticipate is Nolan's own unique talents, and how quickly she desires to be completely at his mercy. Warnings: This story is rated mature for a reason. Rated NC-17 for very intense bdsm power play in an environment that wouldn't be safe if it were humans not in fiction. NOTE: This story takes place in the Bloodlines universe, but can be read as a standalone. If you're curious about the apocalypse and want more of Ashelin and her previous pack, check out Bloodlines Vol. 1 for the first entry in that series and info on reading the rest!

***Wattys 2020 Winner*** Rex Fletcher is caught up in a desperate race to unravel one of the most ancient mysteries of the world. ***** Rex and his motley group of friends travel across Europe trying to stay one step ahead of a megalomaniac that wants nothing more than to reshape history in his image. Can Rex connect the clues, save an old friend's life, and track down a historic relic in time? Or will he be forced to watch as the power of the gods falls into the wrong hands? Author's note: This is a sample. If you are interested in the full novel, you can find it on Amazon in paperback and ebook.

I'm a normal subliminal user, but i just now started scripting. I'm known for being super indecisive but i have finally decided to shift realities. So, I'll be scripting here and just leave it all to the universe! 𝒥𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

Eighteen year old Charmeine was looking forward to spending her summer break at home, reading her beloved romance novels. It was the last 'real' holiday she'd have before being shipped off to college and she planned to use it to its fullest laziness potential. Charmeine's plans get roughly disrupted, however, when her mother suddenly decided it was unhealthy for a young woman to sit inside all the time. Before she knew it Charmeine was on a plane with her sister, Joyce, and flying to the Spanish coast for a dream vacation in their family's apartment. Dream vacation for anyone who wasn't Charmeine, that was. Nightlife holidays were for beautiful people with an outgoing personality like Joyce and her friends. Not for Charmeine. She certainly didn't expect to find a summer romance like her sister- until the handsome and popular bartender Ty came along and took an interest in her. Charmeine's summer was finally starting to look up. Or was it all too good to be true? One thing's for sure: real life wasn't like the romance novels, and it loved to throw the most unexpected plot twists in your face.

Jack is born against all the gender stereotypes and she loves to punch people for no reason. When she meets Calvin, things change -- it's not like a meeting of water and fire; however it'll burn. ✿ Evaline Green, 2015