After being target by several unfortunate attacks, Thomas Miller is hired to protect Ethan Shelton, Chief Operating Officer at the prestigious Shelton empire. The renown bodyguard is forced to deal with Ethan's deviant and resisting behaviour, with Ethan not wanting the other man to follow him like a shadow. With no choice in the decision, both of them have to learn how to get along with seeing each other everyday until Thomas goes back home. ~~~~~~~~~~ Noticeable Rankings: • LGBT - #9 (6/11/20) • Manxman - #1 (16/1/21) • Manlove - #1 (11/9/20) • Office - #1 (27/12/20) • Hate - #1 (4/1/21) • Cheesy - #1 (27/12/20) • Gay - #2 (19/9/20) • Boyxboy - #2 (2/10/20) • Enemiestolovers - #5 (17/11/20) • Demisexual - #7 (15/11/20)

Centuries ago, an assassin called the Glass Hunter devastated the last demonic empire. Now, the empire has been resurrected, and it is out for blood. When the empire attacks, the most elite Hunting academy in the realm takes on the job of stopping them. At the forefront of this operation is Louis Blanc, who experienced the Glass Hunter's ferocity firsthand when the empire initially fell. And on the sidelines, wanting nothing more than to consult on the case in order to exterminate the demons and finally get away from the monsters is Professor Alexei Rivian. However, acting as a consultant isn't so easy when he's living a double life, and every move he makes is being watched, everyone around him just waiting for the glass to shatter and expose his secrets. [Trigger warnings: graphic violence, abuse, self-harm, suicidal ideation] ~Rose Coven Chronicles~ Copyright © 2017 by Emily Smith [COMPLETE]

In the realm of the human world, there has been arising suspicion of the authenticity of mythical creatures that have been told through a variety of myths for centuries. All supernatural races have been concealing themselves from the humans, to prevent yet another catastrophe that took place three years ago. Elian O'Mordha, the Lord of the Seelie Court of the Fae race, has found himself between a rock and a hard place when it comes to the contrasts between desires and commitments. Somewhere along his path, he had found the ones that were bound to him for eternity but resisted the pull. Instead, he has cleverly avoided both men. However, what happens when two, skeptical Alphas start to catch on to their little Fae's tricks?

When a string of mysterious and violent deaths plague the small city of Spring Lakes, psychic consultant Julian Hart finds himself partnered with veteran detective Dane Hunter. As the mismatched pair dig deeper into the mystery, getting along with one another seems harder than catching a killer; but when Julian is marked as the killer's next target, solving the murders becomes a dicey game of "do or die." - Warnings: Contains strong language and explicit sexual content. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Shadows are being destroyed with the attacker leaving nothing but their empty amulets behind. Commander Leo McKinley is set on getting to the bottom of this issue, and to do that, he needs the help of PhantomX researcher, Raven Sterling. Raven Sterling has gone through a lot of shit in his life. Now, he does what he wants, when he wants, and as long as he doesn't get attached to anyone in the process, it's all fair game. Except, the guy he's been screwing lately--Leo McKinley--has slowly began to take over his thoughts and fantasies. Before he has the chance to begin cutting the guy out of his life, Leo shows up at his office, begging for a consult on a case Raven can't refuse. Attachment has consequences that reach beyond Raven being betrayed again, however. With Leo around him in the office by day and in the bed by night, Raven's losing his grip on maintaining his distance. What's a guy to do when it comes down to helping stop the Shadow genocide or saving the life of one of the few people he actually gives a shit about? [Trigger warnings: graphic depictions of abuse, rape, drug abuse, self harm, and suicide] ~Rose Coven Chronicles~ Copyright © 2017 by Emily Smith [COMPLETE]

Alex Shade is a dream-eater. A weak variety of incubus, dream-eaters need the energy from human dreams to survive. Alex has a special affinity for nightmares, but it makes his life a living hell: in order to absorb the energy, he has to experience the dream. He's learned to turn this to his advantage, though, and sells his services as a "nightmare doctor" to those whose sleep is tormented by the inventions of the unconscious mind. One day he's hired by a man whose dreams are worse than any he's encountered before, and Alex is torn between a desire to help and the need to preserve his own sanity. But when he's finally pushed into making a choice, he discovers that he may not have one, after all. - [Advisory/Warnings: This story contains strong language, some violence, and some sex. Rated Mature] - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime, and desperate for love. Years of being hyper-aware of his own looks have made Jared develop social anxiety. When you look like Jared, love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks or confidence, but he has the money, so giving up on love and settling for the next best thing, physical intimacy, is all he can do. With the help of a colleague, Jared reaches an agreement with a college-age youth called Darnell Miller. Jared pays his college fees and rent, while Darnell puts up with shitty sex with an older man. Sounds simple enough, doesn't it? It's not. - Cover by @nolakepner [NaNoWriMo winner, November 2018.]

"sir, I can't do this" I whimper as I look up meeting his hazel eyes "What makes you say that?" he asks as he sits down in the chair beside me. The pencil I was holding falls out of my hands as I stare at the paper in front of me. Words have never looked so scary to me. They started to get blurry and the b that I wrote at the top of the paper looked more like a d. "It's just I can't concentrate bec--" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jayce Morgans , always portrayed as the schools "bad boy" truth be told he's never done anything bad in his school life. He may have back talked a teacher or punched a student but that was it. No one ever took the time to get to know him he had one close friend, Hanna, the only other people who talked with him were his parents and his six younger siblings and three older ones. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "sir" I say as I back up against the wall "we can't do this" "Who said we can't?" He asks as his hands grab mine pinning them above my head "It's just not pro--" a strangled moan leaves my lips as he bites my neck. "What was that?" he smirks "you rat bastard" ~ ♡ ~ BoyxBoy ○ [WARNING]: will contain sexual content between two men. ○ {NOTE} : this story will be a short story, so around the 20 - 23 (maybe a couple more) chapters and that is it! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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.

[A/N] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.