Sometimes, words are not necessary. Zen has been mute since the day he was born. Having grown up unwanted and on the streets, he unexpectedly found himself a hero in the prince of his country, Qi. The man had appeared when other children had been throwing stones at him, trying to drive him from the safety of the town's protective walls. Qi ends up saving him, and as thanks, Zen decided to dedicate his life to protecting his master. Years later, as tensions begin to rise with one of their much-larger neighboring countries, he finds himself and his master thrown into unfamiliar territory, both physically, and mentally.

Reggie Reyes is a former wrestler who left everything behind after the death of his child. Now, he's planning a return. With the help of a detective that he's slowly starting to fall for, Reggie might be able to fulfill a promise that he made to his son. (This story does NOT contain any sexual activity. I don't write smut cause I'm a *minor*- sry thx) !Under Editing!

Abandoned because he is too difficult, Moondrop has been rotting away in a cage. He despises humans and their very inhuman treatment of pets, so when he's eventually bought by Vince Ross, he's not looking forward to it. Then again, he has never looked forward to anything in his life. - First chapter was published on the 4th of January, 2019.

I woke up to the sun blinding my eyes through the shades. I groaned and turned over as I was face to face with black haired best friend's sleeping figure. I sat up and looked around the room to realize I was in a strangers room.....and I was naked. I screamed which caused my best friend Lia to wake up. I always known Lia was a lesbian and she would occasionally flirt with me but she has never made a move on me. Did I just sleep with my best friend? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Be warned, possible triggers in this story.

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

ORIGINALLY THIS STORY WAS: Assassin 006 A man who knows only to kill and live in a cell is suddenly sent on a mission to murder a famous mafia boss. When he's caught, he has to throw everything he knows about the world down the drain when he realizes what (or who) exactly lives within his target. "What does that mean?" "What?" "Soul mate, what does it mean?" "I'll tell you later-" "What am I?" "We're not human." He seemed to examine me with pissed off eyes. I was strapped down tightly to the chair and I kept my glare. The mission I was sent of was to kill this man in front of me and I couldn't do it. My boss was going to be furious with me if I came back. I would receive a punishment and so I decided that it would be better if the man in front of me would just kill me instead. I opened my dry lips to speak before gulping when he crouched down, both of his hands on my knees. They were warm and tan. "You're an interesting little thing. I really don't want to beat the shit out of you, but since you won't tell me who the fuck sent you, I guess I'll have to." He gave me a heavy frown and sighed. "Why'd I have to get something like you?" What was he talking about?

Laine, is a 20 year old in a relationship with 12 other guys all older then him. Laine was the last to join. It was all good until a couple months ago when they just stopped talking to him. Making him feel like an outcast. He knew his lovers knew each before they got together but he never found out how. He certainly never expected to be cut out. And sadly, his mind got to him. Which is what lead him to where he is now. Sitting in a room full of pissed doms and switches. What is laine hiding from his lovers? And what are Laine's lovers hiding from him? ( I'm not encouraging ANYONE to do ANYTHING that is in this story.) ( sry if that came off as mean but I don't want to get in trouble and have my account deleted.) (Also any I DO NOT OWN ANY of the pictures in this story all credit goes to the owners) (Also this story is only on wattpad if you see it anywhere else it's stolen)

"Careful human." The...thing said in a concerned voice. "W-What are you, what d-do you want?" I shakily asked him, curling up my body protecting myself. "Shh human don't be afraid. You are my mate." What is a mate? Why did he bring me here? Who is he? Why is he looking at me like that? From the distance I put between us I could admire him more, and his tail. He really is beautiful. It was a deep teal green colour with gold and blue blended in with it that reminded me of his eyes. He was holding himself up with his arms looking at me curiously, head slightly bent to the side and all. "What are you, what do you want?" I asked slowly, my heartbeat had almost reduced to normal again but I was feeling a strange pull towards the creature in front of me. "I am a Merman and you are my mate." His voice was deep and sounded like music the way he spoke. But mate? "Mate?" I asked hoping to find out the way in which he directed this word. "My love," he paused looking into my hazel eyes. "Come closer human you are beautiful...and mine."

Atlas, the youngest child of the King and Queen of the Atlantic Ocean, has always been babied. He is loved by all and treasured by the ones closest to him. His beautiful looks and kind personality attracts all, including some with the wrong intentions. For this reason, the Sea King protects his youngest son the most. He never lets boys or men get too close and hates letting Atlas go out alone. However, if he had never given his child freedom, Atlas would never have met Daz, and his life would be a lot less complicated. Daz is an island boy. Or better known as an Islander. The Merpeople who start their own tribes and live away from the Kingdoms, where they abide by their own rules. They are taught to stay away from anyone from the Kingdoms and to always remain loyal to your own tribe first... no matter how alluring the merman. - This is the sequel to Marine Love but can also be a stand-alone book. There will be some scenes of a sexual nature so don't read if you don't like that sort of thing.