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.

Callan has been a non-shifter his entire life. He was ridiculed and looked down upon. But with the help of his father and years of torture and training he proved himself worthy. Convinced that he would not have a mate, he is focused to serve the Alpha by becoming the Head Warrior of the Blue Moon Pack . It is the yearly carnival where Callan just stumbles upon his mate. Not only is his Mate a male but also he is already taken. Moreover the mate gives no acknowledgement to Callan. Einar has long known that his future status as the alpha depends solely on his acceptance of his mate. He cannot imagine a human or even a non shifter as his other half. His misery increases when he is paired with the most Handsome MAN of his pack. Einar decides to chose his people over his mate. However the beasts inside him wont have it. They would go to any length to win their mate and claim his LOVE.. ************* This is not your cliché story where the characters fall in love after two chapters. So brace yourself and enjoy the journey as the characters evolve and find their destiny. #4 in menxmen as on 7/11/2019 #1 in malexmale as on 13/08/2020 #3 in menxmen as on 13/08/2020

Jing He, crown prince of the nine heavens, has to descend into the mortal realm to weather a human life full of vicissitudes. Each event carefully crafted by fate's scribe, Shun Tao, nothing should go wrong. Just that Qiu Ling, king of the dragon race, follows him. Incapable of watching his lover's suffering he intervenes and plunges the carefully scripted plot into chaos, resulting in a fate that none of them ever intended. A slightly humorous cultivation novel with a handsome yandere dragon, a god ready to quit his job by chapter 3 and a god-turned-mortal, who is still blissfully unaware of everything. Well, that's just how fate is ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

When the only man he's ever loved, once a millionaire, ends up homeless, a palliative carer must let go of the past in order to help him get back on his feet. --- There's a delicate balance between self-preservation and self-isolation. Palliative carer Josh Winters has dedicated his life to bringing joy to someone's final months. His nurturing nature finds an outlet there for all the feelings he refuses to attach to anyone with a full life ahead of them. It's easier that way, simpler. Former millionaire Emery Hall has his own ideas about ease and simplicity, and they created an unspeakable rift with Josh in their past. Josh can never forgive him, but when he discovers Emery has been homeless for months, he will do everything in his power to convince the proud man to accept his help. Between his conscience and his lingering feelings for the man, he can do no less, not while he has a roof to offer. His only goal is to help Emery get back on his feet and let the past stay in the past, but he should have known better than to believe he could be unaffected by the only man he's ever loved. Torn between his inability to forgive and his need to help, escaping this situation with his heart intact may be more than Josh can hope for, especially once he discovers that there are still things about Emery he doesn't know. --- Gorgeous Cover Art by @kataraqui https://www.instagram.com/kataraqui/ Theme Song Lifeline by Tiago Barbosa https://youtu.be/yYBIWrRim14 http://www.tiagobarbosamusic.com --- Utterly Forgettable started out as an Open Novella Contest 2020 entry. It made it as far as the longlist, and had 40k words at the time. This is the expanded version, complete in just under 99k words.

[COMPLETE] Casper's got three things: a trash boyfriend, a deadend job, and enough self-destructive habits to ruin his life. So, if Cain - a charming, enigmatic stranger - seems a little too captivated by him, he's not going to question his luck. Except his perfect stranger turns out to be yet another bad decision. Claiming to be Casper's lover from a past life, Cain takes him prisoner. But even if his kidnapper's starting to give him butterflies, Casper can't stay trapped in a cage. He knows how to get out - he's just got to trick Cain into thinking Casper loves him back, but Casper's never been able to stick to a plan. He's drowning in depression, his mental break demon won't leave him alone, and he's struggling to remember what's real and what's the game. Especially now Cain's madness seems just a little too real to feel safe. 🥇 1st Place for Romance in the Autumn Awards🍂 🥇 1st Place for Romance in the Starlight Awards🌟 🥈 2nd Place for Romance/New Adult in Books Got Talent 2020🌍 🥇 1st Place for Romance in the Phoenix Awards🐦 🥇 1st Place for LGBTQ+ in the Golden Wings Awards👼 🥉 3rd Place for Romance in the Soul Writers Award ☁️ 🥉3rd Place for Romance in the Halcyon Awards 💙 🥇 1st Place for Romance & 🥈 2nd Place of All Winners in the Cosmic Rose Awards 🥀 🥇 1st Place for General Fiction in the Carnival Awards🎪 🥈 2nd Place for Best Main Character in the Carnival Awards🎪 🏵️ 4th Place for Romance in the Tricolor Triennial Awards [Phase 3] 🇮🇳 🥇 1st Place for Romance & 🥉 3rd Place of All Winners in the in the Fairy Awards🧚 🥈 2nd Place of All Books in the Shut Up and Write Awards 💬 🥈 2nd Place for Romance in the Blooming Rose Awards 🌹 🥈 2nd Place for New Adult Romance & 🏵️ Honorable Mention Overall in the Lovely Awards 💗 CW: Suicide attempt, heavy mental health, drug abuse & implied sexual abuse/r*pe

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

"Sit on my lap." He commands, sliding the chair back a fraction. My mind tangles into a mess of thoughts and astonishment, "Pardon me?" He pats his knee and looks at me domineeringly, "Sit on my lap." ꧁༒꧂ "I knew," He says, voice lowering, hoarse, "from the moment you were mated with Lilith that you were destined to be with more than one partner. How can you not be loved when you're so radiant and beautiful..." His lips tilt upwards, but his eyes cry, "I'm happy for you. You're loved by so many magnificent and powerful males. All I ask for is that you keep me by your side. I've said it before, you don't have to love me, you don't have to do anything for me, I just ask to remain here, as your Knight." ꧁༒꧂ Cynder Delphus, Wanderer of the underworld, finally makes it out of his hellhole situation and obsessive lover when he decides to do an act of good: saving a child. He however, dies and transmigrates to a world of magic and power where he starts back out as a bottom feeder. Lust filled beast men, sadistic masters... He thought he knew the worst. But then 'Pandora's box' opens, and everything is plunged into a deeper hell. He never thought loving would be so hard. A (pulling Cynder. closer): He's my wife, not yours! B (generating a blizzard): For God's sake, he owes me his life. C (laughing sardonically): He gave birth to my child. A takes out sword B gathers an army Cynder: SHUT UP, all of you! A, B and C: But dear... Cynder: No Buts! D: I'm not even gonna argue Note: Harem not 1 V 1 Cover image does not belong to me. All credit goes to owner. Cover edits done by me. Story is mine. 𝐻𝐼𝐺𝐻𝐸𝑆𝑇 𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆: #1 BL 11/05/2020 #1 Reborn 14/06/2020 #1 Reincarnation 04/07/2020 #2 Mpreg 30/09/2020 #9 Elves 09/10/2020

BXB Kane Trésor is annoyed that he had to move six hours away, into a new home and even worse, share a room with his step-sister Ally. Even the new school he has to attend has the most annoying type of kids, and let's not even mention the jocks that truly believe they're up and above everyone else. But Kane has to include himself in the surrounding, that was why he agreed to go to the welcome party at a football guy's house. Kane was having a good time, but he found a few people playing pool downstairs. And that's when he met him. Jay Kalister had been intriguing from the moment he met him. He was frail, pale and had the most beautiful blond curls he had ever seen. He was way too friendly, and Kane cannot help but pursue a friendship with this boy. But there are secrets that a being kept...something happened months ago that nobody speak on, but everyone knows happened. And it involves Ally, Jay and Jasper, the captain of the football team. They did something to Jay, but nobody's admitting to it, and Ally tries to break the friendship between Kane and Jay as much as she can before he uncovers the truth. But she never realized how difficult it would be to break such a bond...certainly when feelings start to surface between Kane and Jay....

(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.