Horst McKenzie is a happy person... or at least, that's what he'd say if you asked him. It's also what he tries to make everyone believe, including himself, but as the hybrid son of a werewolf and a satyr, he is a living, breathing remnant from an otherwise traumatic and unwanted experience... and the shadow of that reality has followed him his whole life. But he's fine now! He has to be. The last five years of working on his relationships have paid off: his father's happy, his pack is flourishing, the alliances they've made over the years with other werewolves are rock solid, and he has a roof over his head. Food on the table. A comfortable place to sleep. Everything is too perfect to complain. Until it very suddenly isn't. In the same month that a covert underground program called the V.R.C. sends the very first vampire applicant to ever take the cure for a disease called Blood Rabies to live with him, for rehabilitation purposes, Horst also meets the one person he hates more than anyone else on the planet: the satyr who orchestrated an assault on his father and caused every single hardship in his life. Little by little, his brilliantly fake smile begins to fray. Little by little, the perfect picture of a happy future begins to crack. And little by little, the shadow he tries so hard to ignore looms larger over his horns. 🌻💛💗💛🌻 (This is the sequel to SLEEPSONG) Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - mentions of sexual assault - depression Thanks to my cover artist - PaperRabbitsArt on twitter Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved

In the beginning... he was like a storm: violent, dangerous, and perfectly capable of destroying everything in his path. He'd gotten his hands on everything needed to pin me in his trap. My home... my belongings... my life -- he could have taken any of them at any time, and I wouldn't have been allowed to so much as let out a single protest. In the end, though, what he ended up wanting more than anything else in the world was something I swore up and down I wouldn't ever give him. Me. 🌺👑💛👑🌺 Aerin Vanderhill is uncertain of who he is on the inside and what he really wants out of life. For seventy-five years, he's lived very quietly in a small but futuristic American town, sleeping during the day and occasionally meandering around at night, basically just wondering at his own depressing existence. His family is long dead and everyone he once loved is gone, so for him, all that's left is the silence of being alone... of mimicking life because its there and he has it. Its boring, but what's an awkward, socially inept vampire who's only true form of human contact comes through playing online video games supposed to do? Nothing. That's right, nothing. Because doing something would make him spiral. That's why he sticks to his routine, no matter how pointless it feels to him. Unfortunately, his simple way of living comes to an immediate end when a dangerous, beast-like man with strange powers and even stranger origins comes gallivanting into town, hunting for the so-called "leech" who lulls his victims to sleep before preying on them. Aerin is soon certain he's going to be murdered, but fate might just have other plans. (This is a story featuring male only romance. LGBT+) TRAILER INSIDE! Content warning: Please note that this story contains: - very, very mild sexual/sensual scenes and references (much later) - violence - abuse - depression Copyright © by Aaron Ledgers. All rights reserved.

This story starts out with me in jail... and ends with me in jail. But that's sort of suitable for a story about myself, is it not? This is more or less a telling of me falling in love with a man I gravely didn't deserve, and him changing my life indefinitely. Go f*ck yourself, John Terry (respectfully, of course). *A spin-off sequel to The CEO's Trilogy

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

COMPLETED [boyxboy] Wren Ridley is always two steps ahead of everyone, or so he thinks. His life seems out of his control when he starts having feelings for someone he knows he shouldn't, someone who he's better off avoiding at all costs. Landon Reilly is still trying to figure himself out. After coming out to his parents and nearly getting sent away to conversion therapy, he finds it hard to get close to anyone. He's ice cold, closing himself off to anyone. But when the two constantly bump into each other on their daily runs, avoiding each other becomes nearly impossible and the two are drawn to each other more than either will admit. "On Thin Ice" spinoff. Can be read as a standalone, but contains "On Thin Ice" spoilers and will make more sense if you read that first.

COMPLETED [boyxboy] After his religious mother kicks him out for being gay, Elijah Ellis moves in with his father, where his step-mother, step-brother, and half-sister also welcome him. Elijah aspires to continue doing what he loves and play hockey for his new school, but his past hookup with the closeted hockey captain, Fox Ridley, complicates things. While Elijah just wants to get through the season unscathed, Fox is hellbent on hating him. Elijah is unsure whether he will ever overcome Fox's hatred, or if he will remain on thin ice. ~171k words

Dante Harris was running. Running from an abusive past. Running from a messy break up. Running from the life he left in the small city of Round Rock Texas. Somehow this small town boy has found himself in the busy streets of New York City, and in the arms of one Samuel Deminico (not intentionally of course). Sammy's managed to survive in the Big Apple all his life. The city has brought him major once in a lifetime opportunities, such as opening up his dream boxing gym. He never thought he'd need to use his self defense moves outside of the ring... but one particular crackhead proved him wrong the night of April 15th. That was when Sammy met Dante. •• "You ever get punched in the face by a crackhead?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Then don't speak on it like you've been punched in the face by a crackhead." *this book is unedited

If there's one thing that's certain in Noah Quinn's life, it's that he absolutely hates Jace Jackson. Like, all consuming, burning, passionate hatred. While Noah and his best friend Lee are pretty much nobodies, Lee's bad boy older brother Jace is practically royalty. All cigarette smoke, hard edges, and angry brown eyes, the eldest Jackson brother was Noah's natural opposite. So much so, that he had made it his duty to ruin the younger boys life; until Noah becomes the thing that unravels his. After his family get into an accident, Noah has no choice but to move in with his best friend and the older brother that hates him more than anyone. But while he buries his trauma, Jace fights his demons alone. So after a few drunken mistakes, prank wars and shared bedsheets later, will the line between hate and love start to thin? Will the two stay enemies? Or will Noah be the one to break down the cold, hard walls, that Jace so desperately tries to keep up? (cover by @leolantsov disclaimers: bad language and sexual content dw if you don't like mature scenes, you can still read, there's a lot of fluff and cute romance (plus enemies to lovers angst) tw// family death, mentions of abuse- it's not graphic, but ill still include a tw at the beginning of certain chapters also plenty of taylor swift references and songs hehe )

Prince Sage, the man next in line to be king, offers to nurture a dying house plant back to life. He soon realises that the plant has a mind of its own, and perhaps a body too. Sage Green knows only rules. He doesn't break them, he doesn't do anything to look out of place. He sets a strong example and lives to make his parents proud. Though Sage is very out of touch with his passions. He lives to please, he lives to do his duty. Sage doesn't like to inspire, or to search for inner peace, or to truly appreciate the land beyond his Palace walls. That is, until his new Valet brings chaos to his comfortable world.

"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?" •• Christian Ivonov, CEO of Ivonov enterprises, had always been the best at fucking things up. Whether it be relationships, or company connections, nothing was too far out of his reach to ruin. Alexander Hamilton had always been the best at fixing things. Computers, to be exact. He wasn't sure how Christian got the impression that Alex could fix him too. •• A story in which a what should be anger management patient meets a functioning alcoholic, and they somehow manage to save each other. Book One of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited