TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

For some wolves it is easy to find their other half. The other part of them that makes their life complete. But as for Josiph it is not. For years he has been searching for his other half but to no avail, and just as he was about to give up it hits him. That moment when he finally figures out who he is suppose to spend the rest of his life with, but this wolf is not who he expected. It's someone totally different and far from what he would have ever dreamt of them being. Thrown from his own pack Lucas has been searching. For what he was not fully certain on, but soon he would figure out, and when he finally met eye to eye with the Alpha Josiph he knew just what it was he needed. His mate. He was perfect and everything that Lucas was looking for now only if Josiph would see that.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

After he has been abandoned by his parents at only eight years old, Teddy was found by a mysterious man and brought into Cambodda, one of the biggest mafias into the shifters' world. Now at fourteen years old, shifting for the first time and realizing his inner animal is a bear, the boy is forced into training to become a bodyguard...and no mere bodyguard, the one supposed to protect the new leader of the Cambodda clan... Sirius Yahontov. Shifters don't find their inner animals until they reach the age of fourteen. Being adopted by the leader of Cambodda clan when he was only seven, Sirius has never known what kind of shifters his parents were and what his animal was supposed to be. So when he finds out he is a Neko, it's plain obvious he is going to be ashamed, terrified and enraged. Especially when he finds out the boy he used to bully has a bear as an inner animal. So what better way of venting his frustration than starting to make Teddy's life a living hell? No weakling is supposed to have such a powerful inner animal anyways. Sirius will make sure to show Teddy who the dominant really is.

Sven Gale has been rejected. It is final. I mean all the bullying, all the bad treatment, all the harsh words they sucked, but nothing broke his heart like the end to a relationship that never began. Yes he's going to run away, sobbing with his tail between his legs, oh but not before robbing the entire pack and reeking as much well deserved havoc as he can before he disappears. Little does he know, someone is on his tail. Trigger Warning: This is a D/s, noncon novel.

In a world full of shifters, Kaleb considers himself unlucky. Being known as a disgrace to his only family members because of his slim complexion and having a prey animal as a shifter caused him to get kicked out on his 18th birthday. Left with no resources, he was forced to become a thief in order to survive. Only stealing from prey shifters, he rarely got caught. That's until one wintery night, he stole from drunk predators and got beat up in an alleyway. Half-way through the beating session, he escaped and was forced to run inside a forest. After running till he collapsed, he encountered a mansion. Having no choice but to stay there till the raging snowstorm ends. But little did Kaleb know, he crossed into someone else's territory the second he stepped into the forest.

❝Pizzaface ❞ That's what they called him.