Jack Hunter is an investigative journalist, so when Crowswood, a mysterious, eerie, small town that only he can enter, reports multiple unsolved murders, his curiosity gets the better of him. When Jack arrives and hears about werewolves hunting people at night, he's more than a little skeptical, but something pulls him deeper and deeper into the forest where the dead bodies were found, and he discovers that it was more than intuition that brought him here, to the werewolves' home. The Wolf King himself has an obsessive attachment to Jack, but Jack is a man of reason and intellect. He doesn't care if the gold-eyed, brooding werewolf says they're mates. Jack knows he doesn't belong in Crowswood, and he's not planning to stay. *** Three new chapters every Friday.

After defeating an evil plot against the werewolves, Jack Hunter thought the worst was behind him. He was engaged to his Wolf King mate, Tiberius James, he was finally getting the hang of ruling a kingdom of supernatural creatures, and he was planning a wedding to the man he loved. Then he starts to hear a voice calling his name, seeking him out, just as an evil, destructive power makes its way towards Crescent Castle, putting all of Crowswood in danger. Tiberius fears losing Jack more than anything, but Jack is the only one that can stop this terrible force from taking away his new home, and he needs all the magical help he can get. Jack had arrived to Crowswood as part of someone else's destiny, but now he must discover his own; a future promising love, monsters, and death. * THIS IS BOOK #2 IN A DUOLOGY. If you read this before reading The Wolf King, you will be spoiled to the events of that book. You have been warned. * Three new chapters every Friday.

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

[Obs: Cenas de sexo, insinuações, palavrões, cenas de agressões] Vampiros e lobisomens. Um submundo. Criaturas sobrenaturais. E dois companheiros... Você está preparado?! . . . Embarque em uma aventura para descobrir um mundo desconhecido, onde todas as criaturas realmente existem. |Anjos, Vampiros, Lobisomens| ---------- ---------- Início : 20/12/2015 Término: 25/08/2016 Revisão: 05/12/2016 à 28/05/2017. Todos direitos Reservados - Plágio é crime - Copyringht © 2016, all rights reserved by JeoDream/Jeovânia Reis

André, um jovem esforçado em seu último ano de faculdade e passando por uma de suas piores fases financeiras, se vê dentro de uma estranha situação, após uma ligação que mudaria sua vida. O jovem descobre que seu avô, que se afastou completamente de sua família, após descobrir sua orientação sexual, falecera deixando para o neto uma parte de sua fortuna, porém com uma condição mais que absurda: Um casamento arranjado com alguém que ele jamais ouvira falar, e acima de tudo, com um homem. Agora André se encontra com uma difícil decisão nas mãos: Seguir seu coração ou fazer o que a vida lhe exige?! Casar-se com um homem que ele sequer conhece ou perder sua herança mais que desejada?! Com pensamentos totalmente diferentes e personalidades que colidem, André e seu mais novo marido embarcam em uma aventura desconhecida onde precisarão de muita paciência para lidar um com o outro e com os problemas vindouros. Juntos os jovens aprendem e amadurecem um com o outro, mesmo que o casamento não passe de um contrato, sem sentimentos ou emoções boas envolvidas e nada mais que o ódio que alimenta a relação... Será que, de fato, um coração repleto de ódio não poderia mudar a afeição?! Afinal, é como dizem... O ódio é apenas outra maneira de amar. Edição: Letícia Silva Capa: Pâmela

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

#1 in Kings (Earlier) #1 in Threesome He was a warrior. He was meant to protect the King and the Kingdom. His name brought the fear for life in warriors across the world. What he never thought he would become was the High King of two Emperors. Their Warrior, Their Saviour, Their Partner, Their Husband. He became all of it.

General Sevei is of the firm opinion that Nobles are shady and Alchemists even shadier. Noble Alchemists are the absolute worst. He is not looking forward to partnering with one to guard the border. Upon their introduction, though, it would seem they have already met... under very intimate circumstances. Oh...,**** Set in the same world as Salvage, but we're going back in time for some Medieval sword and sorcery! This wholesome, happy-endings-all-around, smutty queer fantasy romance features an M/M main couple along with a host of supporting characters bringing some trans rep, some pan rep, some sex worker positivity, and even a straight ally who tries his darndest, bless his little puppy heart. Plenty of fluff, plenty of sexy times, a few funny bits, and our gang do all make it through the Horrors - but there is a war on, so there's also plenty of angst and a bit of bloody violence along the way. CW: Violence, violent death (no main characters), homophobic society, internalized homophobia and closeting, internalized transphobia (supporting character), war veteran ptsd, slavery (supporting character - no abuse of this character is depicted and sentiments are anti-slavery), strong language, detailed sexual content (all consensual), discussion of sex work.

Book One in the Lycan Chronicles Evander Rue had his entire life planned out even before he was born. He grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and parents who never had time for him. A family who barely called or cared for him left him to be raised by his nanny until his eighteenth birthday when everything changed. His father planned for him to attend some prestigious college to study business and take over the family company. Unfortunately, his immaculate grades were tarnished because of a ridiculous mythology class. However, it seemed fate had a twisted sense of humor when the new kid, the local witch's goth nephew, seemed to take over his world. At first, Evander didn't spare him a glance, leery of the newcomer, but he had more important things to worry about, like his birthday party and maintaining his reputation. The new kid's arrival or his grades didn't pause Evander's celebration; he was going to officially be an adult. Nothing would keep him from celebrating, not even a cautionary howl under the light of the full month. _______________ This story is intended for mature audiences only, please read the disclaimer before continuing.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"