(BOOK 2 in the Mate Series) After a peaceful year in the institute, Pippor Monty returns to Crescent Town, unaware of the rumours between locals that he was stolen by wolves. One year on, the merciless Alpha now might consider your mercy. With his mate by his side, Krey Graymer was capable of being not only a great leader, but a fair one. One year of peace was one year too many, especially with the Bedlam Alpha still missing, and the threat of a Packhouse invasion at any given moment.

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.

COMPLETED (BOOK 7 - The final book in the Golden Prodigies Series) The sequel to Lunar Whispers and Souls for Satan!

Each baby born beneath the waves is killed--with one exception: the one hundred thousandth is spared. There's one rule shared between the island's tribes: don't touch the water. When Cressa-la breaks this law, her world, and body, changes. Sure, change is normal... but when has growing scales ever been normal? • • • Watty Award Winner 2015: Best Use of Visuals • • • Each baby born beneath the waves is killed--with one exception: the one hundred thousandth is spared. Among the spared, magic chooses a rare few, connecting them to the moon or sea. These are the One-Hundreds, mermaids and humans with the power to save the world-or corrupt it. When Cressa-la breaks the first rule of her tribe and touches the water surrounding her island, everything she knows turns on its head. Talking, sinister dolphins, mind control, and a whole world just under the waves await her on her eigteenth birthday... but she never asked for any of this. All she wanted was to become a Tribe Leader and take care of her village. It's amazing how one screw-up can change everything. A relentless darkness reaches for her, wanting her affections for his own twisted purposes. In opposition stands a fractured light, haunted by a painful past where corruption eroded friendship. Unless Cressa-la can bring the darkness to his knees and fight the war raging inside, the world is doomed. • • • Content warning: This story contains themes of depression and violence.

Wyatt's life was never the same when he came out to his family and when he was outed to his entire pack by the future pack Alpha he, it only got worse. He was picked on constantly by his peers and treated like an omega from his pack. His family was no better they completely ignored him. So Wyatt did what was best for him, he moved away from the mini pack community and went to life his life around humans. He didn't go alone his best friend, Kade moved with him. His life was his own and he couldn't trust anybody else besides his closest friends. Or so he thought, along came a guardian that be his mate. There was no way that was happening, Wyatt would go through hell and back before he can trust an outsider with his deepest secrets and shame.

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

In which a gay ice skater and a religious hockey player fall in love. {Warning! Contains detailed sex, rape, and attempt of suicide! Read at your own risk!}

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

Oliver is a dancer. He's been dancing all his life, and striving towards becoming a professional has always been his focus. Complications with his transition, skeletons from the past in form of people he knew back from his internet days, and people who knew his dead name make their appearance after his one year of peace and stability. They threaten to cut the thread to his connection with dance and the dance industry. Plus, dealing with his crush on the tall handsome music student, Adivk, was proving to be a problem on its own. - Cover by @EPrescott