Lincoln Wolf The first vampire to have ever walked the face of the earth. Made to be used as a tool of destruction, bringing about death, chaos, and misery to all who crossed his path. After centuries of following this desolate path, he broke free from the shackles which bounded him, but still doesn't feel truly free. He's experienced every emotion that resembled darkness, never approaching the ones of light. That is until he stumbled up a doe-eyed young man who made him feel the brightest emotion of them all.

Lyle Hattaway is a very social person. He's feisty, Funny, Caring, Has great fashion sense, Openly gay and most of all, he hates Assholes. He has a very supportive family, Overprotective brothers and Ride or die friends. After going abroad for 10 years with his mom, it's time to go back to their pack 'The Moonlight Pack'. The only thing that he hates about going back, is seeing his childhood nemesis, Adrian Thorne. The 2nd Son of the Alpha. Will they still hate each other's guts? Or will fate, and the challenges along their way bring them closer than ever? WARNING : Mature Content on later chapters. ~~~~ "Fuck you." I snapped at him. "No, I'll fuck you." He said while smirking at me. Little did I know that our little quarrel will turn into reality when I reach my 18th birthday and realize that he's my....MY MATE?!! OH FUCK THE HEAVENS! How did my life turn Into a nightmare?! Or so I thought..... ••••• Ranks❤️👑👑 #1 bxblove : 9/27/2020 #1 bxb : 10/27/2020 #1 mates : 11/3/2020 #1 Paranormalromance : 10/04/2020 #2 gaylove : 9/29/2020 #3 paranormal : 10/27/2020 #3 hotguys : 10/06/2020 #5 comedy : 11/05/2020 #5 boyxboy : 11/11/2020 #5 enemiestolovers : 12/05/2020 #6 Mpreg : 9/20/2020 #7 LGBT : 11/24/2020

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?"

• BOOK #1 OF THE PRINCELY SERIES • Alabaster has been called many things in his life. Good things, bad things, mediocre things. And at this point in, he's stopped caring what other people think. That is until he crosses paths with a man at the club he works at. He's got nothing to lose and nothing to gain and somehow ends up in bed with the stranger. After discovering his real identity Alabaster begins to weigh the possibilities and does what he can to keep emotions out of the way. But soon he can't help but fall hard for the charm and charisma. And when a war that's been waged for centuries begins to throw problem after problem their way Alabaster starts to doubt that a relationship with the stranger could ever last. But the man will do everything in his power to bend the little incubus to his will, whatever it takes. WARNING: 18+ MATURE CONTENT, INCLUDES LANGUAGE, SEXUAL SCENES, RAPE

Demosthenes is king. A role that comes with responsibility, a palace, a kingdom and an ego the size of of it all. It takes little more than a miracle to raise his interest in anything, let alone anyone. Elpis, a humble fisherman and women's son, really has no intentions of searching for more than silver coins inside the walls of Euphranor, but when, completely by the accident, the Moirai saw the two happen upon each other, he is drafted into a world that is so far from his own, by a man who's soul is much darker than his own.