Alone. It was a sensation I was very accustomed to. Only I was plucked out of a den and stuck in a cage. I had to survive on my own, live on my own and push to struggles without any support. A series of strange events made me wonder if I truly was alone in the crowd. What if there is someone out there that actually wants me? Needs me? I wouldn't know. All I knew was that my life changed after I found myself face to face with a possible family. It was strange to know that he too was alone whilst standing in the crowd. He alone could reach to me as I could reach to him. He was just one boy. I was just one pup. Together, we were one pack The Sequel of One Omega, following the unknown brother of Zayne.

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.

Cinde, that's his name. A slave to his family and to anyone he might know. When the eclipse comes to town the werewolf kingdom's only hope at surviving is gathering in the castle, where a shard of moon rock is perched high, graceful in its standing. When he is banned from the ball however the only thing he can do is sneak in despite his family's knowledge. Everything is going fine, that is until he runs into the king, and finds out they are mates... Then attempts runs away, which does not make King Veldore happy, not at all. "King's don't get rejected Cinde, Alpha's don't get rejected." __________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story a D/s novel and contains noncon. If you don't know what that means please look it up. ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣

(Book #1 of The Exchange Student Series) A story about a quiet, brooding, romance/love-hating, gang affiliated student who is scheduled to take in an-at first glance-innocent, soft-hearted, bubbly, and gentle Russian exchange student, Vaughn Price, to live with him for the entirety of their senior year. The two immediately fall for each other, but try their hardest not to fall in love. Vaughn has to leave and go back to Russia in the end, they remind themselves; but it's no use in fighting love. They both are heads over heels for the other and will do anything-absolutely anything-for and with each other. So be it adopting their abusive high school principal's child, fighting Damien's gang leader, or Vaughn's abusive family, the two will do any and everything together, and will not let anyone divide them. •••••••• THERE IS SOME ABUSE AND SLIGHT TORTURING IN THIS STORY! PLEASE NOTE THAT THERE WILL BE SOME ABUSE TOWARDS [A] YOUNG CHILD[REN]! THIS STORY HAS: BLOOD, POSSIBLY DEATH, *RAPE*, ETC. PLEASE BE CAUTIOUS OF WHAT YOU'RE READING AS IT MAY TRIGGER SOME PAST TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCES!

[COMPLETED] [Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.] He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention. "I can't write like this," I pointed out. "Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged. "Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine. "Well, aren't you a little a scholar?" *** The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships. [Word Count: 40,216] [BoyxBoy] ~#14 in the "BoyxBoy" tag on 3/5/2019~ ~#14 in the "love" tag on 12/28/2018~ ~#8 in the "lgbt" and "lgbtq" tags on 1/4/2019~ ~#1 in the "loveislove" tag on 1/12/2019~ ~#31 in the "romance" tag on 2/10/2019~ ~#2 in the "BxB" tag on 3/9/2019~

ORIGINALLY THIS STORY WAS: Assassin 006 A man who knows only to kill and live in a cell is suddenly sent on a mission to murder a famous mafia boss. When he's caught, he has to throw everything he knows about the world down the drain when he realizes what (or who) exactly lives within his target. "What does that mean?" "What?" "Soul mate, what does it mean?" "I'll tell you later-" "What am I?" "We're not human." He seemed to examine me with pissed off eyes. I was strapped down tightly to the chair and I kept my glare. The mission I was sent of was to kill this man in front of me and I couldn't do it. My boss was going to be furious with me if I came back. I would receive a punishment and so I decided that it would be better if the man in front of me would just kill me instead. I opened my dry lips to speak before gulping when he crouched down, both of his hands on my knees. They were warm and tan. "You're an interesting little thing. I really don't want to beat the shit out of you, but since you won't tell me who the fuck sent you, I guess I'll have to." He gave me a heavy frown and sighed. "Why'd I have to get something like you?" What was he talking about?

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

My parents are possibly one of the most successful human sex traffickers in my home country. Which means they have plenty of people after them. That also means I grew up running with my parents from hiding place to hiding place to get away from Mafia's, Gang's, and the FBI. It was never a normal life and I always felt guilty. I was, after all, the reason my parents got into all of this. Until I met Magnus. His eyes were very captivating and burrowed deeply into my own eyes. And when he made his way over to me that day, I sensed a lot of things were coming to me. I just wasn't ready for the secrets I was oblivious to, to be revealed. ___________________________________________ M a g n u s But my mind traveled back to the boy I saw. His hair was dark, black and his eyes were shockingly purple. His skin was pale but his lips were plump and a light pink. I would do anything to see them wrapped around my- The elevator dinged and I slowly turned to look as the doors opened. My lips pressed together as the same boy stepped inside. "Finally you're back, what took you so long darling?" Claire chimed from behind me and I instantly groaned. Well, damn. "So this is the famous Esmeralda," I droned out staring him. He froze once our eyes locked and I could help but smirk a bit. He definitely amused me.

*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston