self love

no one is you and that is your power

White Nights on Infinity

The scent of blood, the shape of lust. A precarious balance. As reluctant hunter and willing prey, can Fai and Kurogane keep avoiding the unfinished conversation hanging between them? How long will it be before the vicious fighting of the arena, and the silences between them, leave them no place to get back to? In t...

What Kind of Man

Blood. Dreams. Desire. Things never turn out as planned. Fai did not ask to be turned. He did not ask to be saved. And he certainly did not ask to become a 'hunter.' In fact, he would love nothing more than to get off this strange world, where his fair skin and golden hair make him appear as something he is not, brin...