Oliver is determined to make it to his best friends party on time and not let her down, but life is making it a little difficult. He arrives with minutes to spare but little does he know, this night is going to be the start of a roller-coaster romance with somebody he'd least expect... gay romance. Will get a little saucy so be warned!

Rowan is an abandoned pup, at three years old his very small pack was attacked by a group of rogues and their lack of numbers led to their downfall. Rowan lost his parents in the battle, both of them, but before they'd gone to fight his fathers had locked him away inside a trap door beneath their cabin to be kept safe. An event he often has nightmares about, even into his adulthood. It was a passing party of warrior wolves, from the Blood Moon pack, that had heard his cries and discovered him in the hidden cubby. They brought the small pup back with them and he was raised by an older omega who works in the kitchens. A female that hadn't been blessed with a mate and therefore had no pups of her own, she was the first to volunteer to take him. He views her as a mother figure, and has a great love for her and what she's done for him. Now as an adult he works in the kitchens by her side, well until the Twin Alphas from our very distant sister pack comes for a visit. Searching for their mates... except it ends up being one mate. Him. Can he handle the passion of two Alphas?

His mate's an alpha. He's an omega. Most think he is weak. But he couldn't be far from that. He strengthens the pack, defying the logic of status, and the fearful alpha couldn't cherish him more.

After a failed suicide attempt, seventeen-year-old Elio is put in a mental hospital. There he meets his new caretaker, Wes, a 20-year-old psychiatry student on an internship. The two of them form a strong bond as Wes helps Elio get back on his feet, getting closer than they should as time goes by. This is not only a story about love, but also about life struggles and self-acceptance. I hope you give it a try! :) ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains smut, violence, self-harm, blood, drugs, mentions of child abuse, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of suicide, etc. If you feel like that kind of content is triggering or too much, maybe this story isn't for you.

All Luke wanted was a small pack to protect those like him. He was the first dog Alpha in centuries, he wanted his people to be safe. Little did he know that Goddess had other plans. Excerpt: As the dancing group got larger, I went to take a step back and caught my heal on discarded stone from the bonfire ring. I started to fall back and was caught. I felt a tell tale spark run up my body making goose bumps break out all over my body. I jerked my head up and around to see who I had touched, to see who my mate was. Blue eyes met mine. I gasped. Those eyes went dark and gray turning into his snake eyes. "Ignacio?" He was my mate? What the fuck? He stood me up and backed away. We just stared at each other. My pup was all wiggly in my head. We'd noticed him, liked him in a way, and now he was our mate it was awesome as far as my pup was concerned. I was a little more hesitant. Sure, he wasn't the complete dick or scary as hell as I originally thought but he was not who I had ever thought of falling in love with. "uh..." I started but had no idea what to say. He just turned and walked away. What the hell?

Callum Black. That was Callum's name, his identity, yet he was never called that. His family, his pack, his peers, and just about everybody else called him weak, pathetic, ugly, faggot, worthless. So that had become his identity, not Callum Black. Callum's father was the pack's Beta, and his siblings were the sort that made a strong pack leader proud. Callum had always been a bit of a runt, perhaps enduringly, until it was not anymore, until he was thirteen and decidedly Omega and it was embarrassing. To him, to his father, to his pack. Ryker Adam's was the son of the Alpha, and had everything going for him. He was gonna do great things and make his father proud. He was adored. So when the little, mousy male Omega turned out to be his mate he did not hesitate in remedying that. It was not really surprising; Ryker was Callum's public enemy #1 and the stuff of his nightmares. This was the beginnings of Callum's story. Callum ran. Callum ran into the arms of his found family and himself. And he was definitely not who he thought he was. A cruel twist of fate and the whims of the gods had changed everything. While he was gone the pack was changing too, including the people who had hurt him. Four long years had passed. And Callum was coming home, but he bore no resembles to the boy that had left. This was a man, a monster.

Book One of the Windsor Triplets Trilogy. These books can be read as stand-alone novels, but it's recommended they be read in order. WINDSOR TRIPLET ONE: THE FORGOTTEN TRIPLET Everyone knows the Windsor Triplets. They're plastered on magazine covers. They're beloved by millions. Except, Carter Windsor is still the forgotten triplet. While the world loves the mask Carter puts on, the ones who are supposed to notice him, don't. His brothers are busy with being taught to take over the family empire. Carter was born last; therefore, there is no use for him other than showing face when needed. Yet, his parents deem him irresponsible. Because he is. Carter Windsor plays himself off as irresponsible and doesn't even realize it. The parties he attends go well into the mornings. The constant instability in his life is starting to wear down. Now, he is being threatened to be cut off by the very people who barely remember he exists. He needs to prove he can be stable. Enter Alastair Yates, the picture of irresponsibility. Another perceived idea of garnering his parent's attention--his brothers' attention. Someone's attention. Carter sees an opportunity to enlist Alastair as his fake boyfriend to appear responsible when Alastair seems anything but. He has a record. He's been to jail more than a few times. He is full of tattoos and bad decisions. Right? Alastair and Carter both seem to have things to learn about the real world and maybe this little ploy is one way to learn. Alastair needs to understand that not every rich boy has everything he needs, and Carter needs to understand there are better ways to be seen. #1-malexmale tag: 2/17/2024 #8-boyxboy tag: 3/2/2024 #4-badboy tag: 3/24/2024

Alexander Donovan is a man with little to none experience with the sexual life. When his friend sets him up with three beautiful doms while he's unknowing, it flips His life around into a completely new one filled with love, passion, and dangerous pleasures

Meet Oliver Evans he is 27 years old and just landed a job as secretary to big shot CEO. He hasn't met his new boss yet because he has only exchange emails with him because he has been on assignment for past two months. Finally his boss is coming back and it is intense. Oliver is straight a guy, but his boss has other intentions. Meet Tristian Alexander he is 35 years old and gay man. He is powerful, famous, and arrogant man. He is CEO of advertising company. He lost his late husband to cancer three years ago and hasn't found any to catch his eye. Well, until now. What happens when Tristian too much for Oliver to handle? *This story is completed*

**18+** COMPLETED*** Adrian is delicate... Gentle... Too sweet for his own good. All he cares about is his books and the quiet hum of life that is his small-town wolf pack. What will he do when the Alpha of a neighboring pack scents him and is fully prepared to disturb his peaceful life, the deep rumble of his motorcycle setting the tone for their romance.