Full book on Good Novel (search: The Awkward Leaf) Avery hired a gardener after his mother passed. He was left to maintain the huge garden that his mother had worked on for years after she passed. Little did he know, his gardener changed his life in ways he never expected.

Levi Whitehouse's life consists of one thing - his son. For three years, he has spent his life raising Kai, trying to give him the best life he possibly could. On one trip to the bar, he meets the confident bartender that immediately catches Levi's eye. Aria Morales is a soon-to-be astronomer that spends his life working and going to school. When he meets the amazing father that tends to put his son's happiness before his own, he jumps at the opportunity of getting to know him. From secrets to tantrums to stranger danger, their lives collide into one that can either end up being very good or very bad.

Kaylen Lutyens. 19 years old. A stoic, reserved, architecture student with a shattered family. He thinks love is but a waste of emotions. Emerald Blake. 25 years old. A soft-hearted, loving, single, college professor with a six-year-old son. He desires that special someone who would stick by him forever. These two completely different people living in two completely different worlds, collide with each other in a closet and decide to make a deal that satisfies both of their physical needs. But how will that turn out to be- Sweet or Sour? // #1 in ManXMan (5March2019) A stand-alone and a sequel to Bed Buddies. RECOMMENDATION: For people who've JUST read Bed Buddies, please read this around a week afterwards. // Completed on 25 January 2020

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**

COMPLETED Jeremy is the typical good kid who doesn't have a single bad bone in his body. So when he suddenly dies at the hands of another, it's a surprise when he wakes up in Hell. Now, Jeremy must plead to the creatures of Hell that he is as innocent as he says, but Lucifer Morningstar seems determined to keep him in his realm. Started: 01/10/19 Ended: 30/01/20 The COVER is by the lovely @m-blackhart ! Make sure to check out their profile **THIS BOOK CONTAINS A GAY RELATIONSHIP AND HEAVEN/HELL STUFF, IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T CLICK** (This is not a fanfiction)

Available on Amazon for a limited time! A sample is here. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B017PQ4DUE He should still be alpha, still have his longevity, and still have his pack. But life finally decided to deal Kine Royal a much-deserved blow. He lost his alpha longevity and strength to Tanner, the new top wolf of his former ancient pack after a fight that should have left him dead. Thankfully, he had managed to retain just enough of his drained abilities to keep his life, leaving him to crawl from a shallow, snow-covered grave and slink away soaked in blood with a score of broken bones. Once he left his territory Kine found himself completely alone for the first time in his selfish, murderous life. He struggled to remain alive throughout a harsh winter, wishing for relief, if not from the itchiness his numbing injuries caused, then from his permanently rumbling stomach. Fortunately for him, karma decides to step in and send him some much needed help. Unfortunately, that help is in the form of a frustratingly annoying and overly affectionate black jaguar.

It was gentle at first, tender little pecks, before Fionn embedded his fingers into Dante's hair. The vampire tugged Fionn flush against his body as they explored one another's mouths. Fionn was a little fearful of Dante's fangs but every time they grazed over his lips or tongue he let out a soft moan. Admittedly, Fionn had never kissed a vampire, had never even considered it. Yet, with Dante, he never wanted to stop. He had responded so quickly, giving in to every shameful little urge he had ever had for the vampire, immediately becoming a breathless, groaning mess. "Think of me instead," Dante murmured when Fionn had to break off the kiss, he had been getting a little light headed. Dante brushed his thumb over Fionn's cheek but the wolf just stared on in disbelief. "Come on, Fi, don't act like you didn't know my feelings for you." "I-I didn't," Fionn stammered, his voice so quiet it was almost inaudible. "Fi, I flirted with you mercilessly," Dante was beginning to look a little self-conscious, his brows drawn together in a soft frown. "Yeah, but that was just teasing and stuff. This is like a whole world different," Dante was silent for an entire agonising minute, merely staring into Fionn's eyes, before sitting up and running his hand through his hair. "You're right," he muttered, scowling down at his lap, "it was stupid of me to assume you felt the same way. It wouldn't work anyway, we'd end up killing each other," Dante rose from the bed and walked toward the bathroom. "Wait," Fionn gripped Dante's wrist, though the vampire kept his eyes on the bathroom door, "maybe it would work... Maybe I really want it to work," Fionn spoke quietly but he knew Dante would hear every word clear as day. "You can't lie to me, Fionn, I can read your thoughts," Dante muttered, still refusing to look at the wolf... {Book Two of the Inamorate Series}

"You like it, baby?" Ambrose purred in Kyree's ear, "I picked the colour out just for you, remembered just how much you like it on me," Kyree groaned as Ambrose caught his earlobe between his teeth, biting down hard enough that he knew there would be a mark. "Out," Kyree demanded the tailor, pleased with how fast the little man scuttled from the room. The second Kyree heard the door click shut, he pressed Ambrose against the wall to the left of them, covering the demon's mouth with his own. Ambrose complied with a soft moan and a tug of Kyree's hair, his other hand clutching the lapel of Kyree's suit, as if holding himself up for fear his knees may buckle. Kyree's mouth trailed down Ambrose's neck, leaving one deep purple bruise after another across his demon's tanned skin. Ambrose's mewls and purrs were loud, then again, Ambrose always was loud, he knew it turned Kyree on. Kyree was marking his lover, knowing that all eyes would be on them tonight, he wanted everyone to know what was his. "Mine," he murmured against Ambrose's abused flesh, nipping at the place just below his lover's jaw, marvelling in the primal groan that resonated through him. "Yours," Ambrose agreed, his chest heaving as his breath got taken from him by another quick nip across his throat from Kyree, "forever, baby," Kyree took a step back, admiring the myriad of mauve marks littered across Ambrose's throat. Purple was Kyree's favourite colour on Ambrose... {Book One of the Inamorate Series} This book is dedicated to my editor, illustrator and best friend Daisy for always being there for me and putting up with my shit. {Credit to her also for the cover art and all illustrations throughout}.

Lincoln Wolf The first vampire to have ever walked the face of the earth. Made to be used as a tool of destruction, bringing about death, chaos, and misery to all who crossed his path. After centuries of following this desolate path, he broke free from the shackles which bounded him, but still doesn't feel truly free. He's experienced every emotion that resembled darkness, never approaching the ones of light. That is until he stumbled up a doe-eyed young man who made him feel the brightest emotion of them all.

Mating an alpha to a rogue terrified of alphas, and a bodyguard to the charge he can't have, sounded like cruel jokes played by the Goddess. But when a witch's curse strikes, these unlikely mates may be the only ones able to save all werewolves from downfall. ***** Ever since he was banished from his pack, River has feared alphas and their warriors. Thankfully, he was taken in by a sympathetic doctor couple and is now training to become a doctor himself in the castle on top of the hills of Winterpeaks; a sanctuary for wounded werewolves. River was happy with his new life, sheltered from bloodshed and survival of the strongest. But everything changed when Luan, the son of the strongest alpha of the West, was wheeled in one dreary night. (Book One of Luan's Wolf. This book contains a series. The first book, Luan's Wolf, is in the summary. Beware that the second book continues the plot in the point of view of different characters than the first book.) Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains sexual content, violent behavior (no gore), and mentions of past sexual abuse.