*COMPLETED* I am Jasper Sparks. I am my own stereotype. I am strong. I am worth it. I am human. For an eighteen year old who's life has been a mess filled with being the sole target in his homophobic school, having a cocaine addict as a mother and being raised by his aunt, sometimes he even comes home late after being beaten up in a parking lot. Of course he comes across as hostile and a social outcast. But one day a tall, soft eyed boy, with an equally sad past, asks to eat lunch with him and his world changes. He has a friend, he has support, he has a reason to believe in himself, and above all... he has someone who tells him he's worth it. Boy love, fluff, small hints of passion and many guaranteed nosebleeds!

15 year old Zack Greenwood who lives in the in a poor village because vampires have taken over, is on a walk to get his weekly food, he is noticed by two vampires who are looking for there perfect baby, and they think they just found him.

I am the famous and great... Luke Fayne Lewis. Well, if your definition of "famous" means you're the center of attention everyday because the popular and homophobic jock Xander Smith is always making fun of me then you'll be correct . So yeah, Xander! What a stupid name but it suits his personality really well. He's been my mortal enemy since freshman year after I came out and has made my high school life like a living hell, literally. He is the most dumb close minded person I've ever met. He's filthy rich and his family is influential. I'm not afraid of what he can do to me anymore and I'm not just going to let him pick on me this time. However, his bestfriend Ethan Wright is hotter, wiser and a perfect boyfriend material. His kindness towards everyone is just a big bonus. Even though I can't wait to graduate and leave this school then move on to college, this is my last year, my last chance to have my first boyfriend and make my move on Ethan. I promise he will be my man and that my evil plan won't fail me.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞" 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 1

"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}.

Diagnosed with a terminal ailment, Ashley Grayson divorces his husband Jonathan in hopes he will be able to move on. But plans go south when Ash ends up falling in love first, with the last person he expected...

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}

Inspired by Orange is the new black! When Kellin Quinn is sent to prison for a crime he committed years ago, he's utterly terrified of his new company. When he gets to share a room with the most feared prisoner, it doesn't really feel better. But is the prisoner really that bad? And if he is, could it actually be a good thing?

This is the story of Alex and Rick from the Wolf and the werewolf prince. This is the 2nd book of the series and can be read as a stand alone,but the first book gives some good details about this one a bit. Alex Runes is a werewolf,a very damaged werewolf. He took the place of youngest brother when a sadistic wizard demanded his baby brother as his pet. With a damaged wolf,unable to shift,the other inhabitants of the castle watching him and mute Alex will have a a lot of challenges to overcome. Sebastian is an Atlantiean,one of the hidden races on earth. He has searched for his mate for years finally find him in the form of an abused broken werewolf pup. He has lived for eons waiting for his mate,he knows it'll take time for his little mate to heal and he is willing to wait...and avenge him. Will Alex warm up to Sebastian before the wizard who hurt come back and takes him again, and will Sebastian avenge his mate by killing those who hurt him and ending the life of the evil man who abused Alex for years.

** story is triggering** His pleads for help were desperate as he watched his mates eyes flutter close and her chest stop rising. Her grip on his hand loosening as a long sigh left her lips. The king cried out as he felt the awful feeling of his heart being ripped from his chest. In the distance you could hear howls of victory as the king cried for his mate and his queen. He cried for the loss of his son. The prince. ****** Nineteen years after the kidnapping the prince suffers at the hands of his kidnappers. What happens with a troop from the kingdom finds the prince suffering from horrific injury's? Will they return back to the kingdom where the prince can take his place at the throne,or will they leave him for dead and tell the king there was no sign of him?