Ren Zexian had lived 10,000 years, had experienced many things, had lived through many things. That included the death of his own realm. But what he never expected to experience was a zombie apocalypse. BL (mxm) I have no fixed schedule for this book as it was released on another site for a competition and on a whim. In the future, this will change.

The continuation of Learning To Live As A Cultivator When Leon awoke in another realm, beneath the fist of another, he had no clue how to deal with the change. But now, he has a home, he has a pet and he has recognition from the Institute he attends as a talent in alchemy. Oh and he also gained a husband. Good job he was gay, otherwise this might have been a problem! Life here for him is just beginning. He still has memories he wants to regain and one day, he'll convince the bees and butterflies fluttering around Jin Li that his man is off limits. And on top of that he still has to learn to live as a Cultivator. Note; Cover is Mine x

Kimberly Hale was a normal girl who had a hard time struggling her way through school. Like so many other kids, she was badly bullied by her classmates...until that bullying caused some life-changing results on her seventeenth-birthday. Four years went by and life starts anew on a different school in the company of old friends. But, some of her fellow students are very much different as well and seem to have taken an interest to Kimberly, which she doesn't understand at all. What's so interesting about the blind girl?

Chronic fatigue syndrome is a state of profound fatigue that is not improved by bed rest and that may get worse with physical or mental activity. This fatigue significantly interferes with daily activities and work. I have that syndrome. My name is William Elijah Brookes and I haven't left the house in over two months. My closet consists of comfy clothes and socks, along with several pairs of slippers. My closest friend is my older sister, who brings me chocolates, teddies and house plants to dote on. I am a CFS sufferer. I am The Pajama Kid.

Much to her daughter's dismay, Alexa's mother has fallen in love with the idea of moving into a new house. To make matters worse, this particular building belonged to none other than her very own eccentric uncle that had recently passed away. The property was left in a state of chaos after he'd left, meaning the task of sorting through his possessions and cleaning the place up was left to them. Follow Alexa on a journey of discovery, learning about both herself and the black sheep of the family who used to own the house. It's one thing uncovering the disgusting hobbies her late uncle kept (a mixture of taxidermy, dissection, and ancient methods of torture), but when a series of mishaps leads to her inheriting something from the man she never could have dreamed up, it's up to her to make sense of the crazy situation.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Life is unfair, something that Zayne knows from experience. His whole life is unfair. His birth wasn't allowed, his existence hated as his mother gave him up to chase her own dreams. Punished for choices he didn't even make,Zayne has only known a cruel and bitter life with his pack, the life of an Omega. Through a twist of Fate, Zayne falls in the hands of a group of dog fighters and has to endure two years of grueling pain and hunger before the ASPCA steps in and saves him. All trust in humanity lost, Zayne wouldn't, couldn't trust anyone near him. Least of all the werewolves that are supposed to adopt him into the pack.

Jayne Hughes owns a pet-shop and is known around her neighborhood to tame any animal. One day she gets a strange customer that asks her to tame his pet, she agrees to his request and waits at home to meet his animal. Jae expects this to be just another misbehaving pet, but instead she gets an attractive man stuffed in a box! The strange owner, Hopper, is actually apart of a company that sells these 'pets' to people. The problem is though that their company got four new pets that are too dangerous, so Hopper begs Jae to help tame this 'pet'. She reluctantly agrees, and this starts her story of how she must tame Amadeus, the first man of the four 'pets' she must tame to be a behaving 'animal'. [COMPLETED] [REVERSE-HAREM]

A teen monster will stop at nothing to get power, even if that means eating the forbidden fruit that will forever bind her to the keeper of death itself. ***** After rejecting the Wolf King and refusing to be his docile, powerless bride, Korin escapes into the mountains in search of forbidden fruit. And while the legends say that anyone who eats the fruit will be enslaved to the keeper of death itself, Korin is confident she can become something more. Because the power that comes with being queen of the underworld is everything she craves, as she'll finally be able to destroy the society that ripped her werewolf identity from her soul. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]