Book 2 of The Eternal Annals Aiasthlyn Kethlana. King of the Anael Faction, leader of the Fey elves. In a world where elves live peacefully, he has only wished for the plain life as any lucky elf, but Ythene has never heeded his prayers. His curses, others name blessings, never end, but he prays that for once it will when it comes time for the elven realm to gain a new Protector. Blessed or cursed, there is a Charge- a mission beyond worlds to another where light and darkness remain at war. Aiasthlyn does not want it, the power, the glory. He has never wanted for anything other than peace. That is, until he is chosen by a sharp-toothed, gloriously perfect man who worships him before he even truly knows him and makes him want everything.

The gods have always relied on the human race, and the human race the gods. Yet the mortal world, as time has progressed for them, has changed this dynamic considerably. Some gods have kept their titles, still basking in the worship the humans have given them under their original names. Then there were the gods who learnt to adjust, much like my family, and the names they've named claim to have adapted much like the human world. The last were gods who have faded through time. Gods no longer worshipped due to their irrelevance, or the sheer history of havoc they wreaked upon humans centuries ago, when gods could once walk the earth. Gods not worthy of being worshipped. Now the rules are different; gods cannot mingle amongst humans unless their power specifically calls for it. They can only influence the mortal world. And Zeus has found himself in some hot water these last few centuries because of this, because of his troubled past with the humans resurfacing. Think of it as society digging up some really old tweets and deciding to cancel you centuries later. But those tweets contain some of the worst atrocities known to man. Something to that effect. Somehow, he's managed to convince a concerning amount of gods that this wasn't just his fight. That it was all of ours... which I, and some other gods knew for a fact that it was not. His solution to a problem he more or less created? A do-over. Leave it to Zeus to flip the table whenever he was losing in a board game. How utterly childish.

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

Being in love with my brothers best friend wasn't exactly ideal growing up. It was no secret to anyone, not with the way he would teasingly pat my head and call me a good dog for constantly following them around. Now looking back on it, kneeling between his legs with a collar snuggly wrapped around my neck, this wasn't the worst outcome~ "Good boys deserve treats, don't they?" His fingers caught in my collar, playful smirk gracing his lips. No, this definitely wasn't the worst outcome. - this whole story is on dreame - paid content

[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

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.

[MAN x MAN] Kolbe is a young wolf, all alone with no pack to care for him. He's been a lone wolf for as long as he can remember, used to looking after himself. His world changes and gets turned completely upside down when the handsome veterinarian, Dr. Beau treats his injured leg after finding him hurt. He learns that the kind-hearted man is his mate, the only problem is the fact that Beau is human. Will Beau be able to handle Kolbe's secret? Can Kolbe find the strength to fight for his mate and end his solitude?

Blake Benson carries an irrefutable air of sophistication about him, one that is as infuriating as it is unsettling. There's nothing worse than working for a prick... ..So what is it about Blake Benson that keeps Callum Greene coming back for more? **Please note, I own no rights to the cover photo and this book will contain MxM content. **

What do you do when you hold the highest office in the United States of America, a widower with two teenage children, a politician who is entering his second term as President of the United States, and a man who is slowly crumbling inside under the strain and pressure of his demanding and the most closely scrutinized job in the world? What do you do when your most trusted Secret Service Agent retires and he is replaced by a man so deliciously beautiful, but yet so unapologetically controlling that he awakens that secret, hidden part of your sexuality that you have kept dormant within you? You know that secret part of yourself that you've spent a lifetime repressing to become who your parents have expected you to be. Someone please explain, how are you suppose to hide these intense feelings of attraction? How do you tamper down the mind altering lust, and ignore this basic primal need for this intrusive Alpha male when all you want to do is strip naked, and offer yourself to the man like you're some kind of pagan sacrifice? Even I, the elected leader of the free world can honestly say that I have no answers to any of those questions. There isn't an advisory council created who can handle this issue, and I didn't have the courage to even attempt to create one. The true question is, will I be able to throw all caution into the winds and chase my own happiness, or will the needs of my country, my family, and my office once again come before my heart? Read on to find out.