Nox is dying. Marked by a curse no one understands, his once-vibrant birthmark fades with each passing day; an unspoken sentence counting down to his end. Alone on a desolate hillside, exhausted and broken, he clings to the last pieces of his fading life: a letter to his family, a worn sword, and a heart heavy with regret. Then, without warning, a stranger appears. Tall, dark, and silent, the man's arrival is both a mystery and a lifeline. There is something in his sharp, guarded gaze; a flicker of something deeper beneath the surface of his hardened exterior. In the face of death, what begins as wary dependence slowly shifts into something more powerful, an unspoken bond that neither of them expected but both desperately need. In the shadow of a fading curse and the weight of a broken past, Nox and the stranger find themselves drawn together by something neither dared to name. As life grows fleeting, their connection becomes a chance at salvation, not just of the body, but of the heart. Sometimes, love arrives when all seems lost.

Twenty-one-year-old Flynn is homeless, technically, but he still has a roof over his head and food in his belly, so it's fine. This whole thing wasn't even his fault. Really! He just witnessed something awful, called the cops, and then his landlord-or whatever that tattooed man he paid rent to was-kicked him out. Cam and Justin are twenty-five and have known each other for nearly their entire lives. They share a beautiful home and run a successful antiquing business, but beneath the surface, they've been struggling ever since their years of caring for Justin's terminally ill sister came to its natural end. They've always had the most fun when they brought in a third, and when they meet Flynn, they're instantly smitten-charmed by this sweet, bumbling boy who so clearly needs a helping hand. But Flynn isn't looking for a one-night stand. He's looking for a home. Is bringing him into their lives really a good idea?

Eighteen year old Ethan is autistic, loves plants, and sometimes makes bad choices. Like going for a walk at the bottom of a seaside cliffside when the tide is coming in. He might die. Rue's just finished high school and now he's stuck in a rut-and in the closet-with no social life and a home life he'd rather avoid. He's engaging in one of his favourite hobbies, stranding himself on the beach and waiting for the tide to free him, when he spots someone less intentionally stuck in the same predicament.

Insanity was bred in the pits of Hell. Emeri Marcello was a deep believer in that. His sole empire clawed away at a being, tearing apart their mind, leaving only a mess of tatters and blood in their wake. There was no escape. Be it the surface world, or the gnarled mangroves of his very mind. There was no solace, no solitude. How was one ever expected to survive against the call of the damned when locked away in such a monstrous prison? Emeri had never fantasised of anything else. A ruler in his own right, a king amongst paupers, with a domain of flame and sin at his fingertips. What else could there possibly be? He had pets to entertain him, to bleed for him, to fall at bended knee to his every command. What else might possibly tempt him away from the sickening reality he had come to know? Boredom, perhaps. The petulance of a neglected child, feeding the impulse of an arrogant adolescent. One simple choice, one eternal decision, that had been Emeri's fate. His path changed. Not in a fit of rage, nor some wrathful tantrum, in that tiny verdict that had whispered to him from the very darkest part of himself. From the abhorrent version of his own normality to something new, something interesting... Someone interesting...

Is this your world, Jack? Blood and guns. One wrong step and I might fall. Or worse, Jack. You could die. Stupid. Remember to breathe. Screw being cautious. Shit happens anyway. "I've taken away your speech." No, you've helped me speak the words I really wanted to say. "I've taken away your sight." No, you've helped me see myself better than ever. "I've taken away your arms and legs." No, you've given me more freedom than I've ever tasted before. I should have said: I love you, Jack. This is BOOK 2 of Kairos - It's highly recommended that you read BOOK 1, Kairos-Lust ***Warning!***Violence, Mature Content, Coarse Language (Steve says and thinks the F word a lot O.O)***You might have fun!**** BDSM elements ... you got the picture. UPDATE SCHEDULE: Mondays

(Book 2 of HomeLess) Domino has always lived his life exactly the way he's wanted to. No one ever stood in his way or bothered to intervene. Unfortunately, his possessive, aggressive, and down-right nasty way of treating people has finally landed him in the big house... And people aren't nearly as easy to berate behind bars.

Twenty three year old agoraphobic Kevin Price lives a tame and routined life. Until a new neighbor moves in next door.

Tom gets home to find a demon sitting in the middle of his living room, crying incoherently while petting his cat. It's only after a long and very confusing assessment as well as noticing the bandages around their jaw that he realizes the demon just had some of their teeth removed and has somehow transported itself to your home in their very loopy state. Somehow he ends up replacing his cat and is now being pet by the demon. In an effort to escape Tom sings a lullaby, unfortunately, this backfires and now the demon wants to keep Tom as a pet.

"Meat" has been a call-guy in Chicago's gay district for over a year and seems largely satisfied with his job. Until a peculiar new client makes him question if he should be serving his meat to everyone.

"I don't care if you're a girl, a boy or a god damned gold fish. You're mine and that's all that matters to me." --- Logan Mercier, Crowned Prince of the Wolves and Alpha of the Red tooth pack. He's your stereotypical bad boy but with a heart of gold. He never expected to meet his mate while he was hanging upside down in a tree but things never go as planned do they? Achilles Morgan, nicknamed Wraith for his uncanny ability to get out of even the worst situations and book lover. He steals and he cheats but hes never been caught. Until he is. The outspoken omega never wanted a mate. He was fine being alone until he was offered a deal of a lifetime. Two months in the house of the people he hates most is the price of his freedom, is it worth it? The Prince And The Convict. Who'd Have Thought They'd Be A Matching Pair? ---- | CAUTION | - This story contains relations between two MEN. If you aren't a fan of LGBT Stories, then Something From Nothing ISN'T for you.