Born of chaos and shadow, a great, ancient evil may be behind every hell I have endured for the last two years. Since the day my family was ripped from me and my life was torn asunder before my very eyes. Leaving me helpless to do anything but endure, over and over and over again. Endure through the degradation of slavery. Endure through the horrors of torture and assault. Endure through having my magic, my very soul, ripped from me with a flimsy bit of metal. I'm through enduring. I'm through letting others decide my fate. I'm through with patience. That ancient evil. The one spoken of in legends and myths and whispers told around campfires to scare children. The stories of a hag so powerful he tore the world asunder the last time he rose to power. The hag only tamed by the power of the children of the gods. That bastard had better pray to whatever gods he believes in, because my patience, my endurance, and my sanity are all at an end. If it is the last thing I do, he will feel my wrath. The wrath of Wal'yah. The wrath of a thousand ancestors screaming along with me. Finally, by my will, the wrath of winter will sear his flesh and his bones. And the gods have mercy on my soul for what I will give up, what I will tear apart, and who I will leave behind in doing so.

Madeleine Cross -one of the few humans immune to the deadly virus Zion- after an unfortunate turn of events such as the loss of her last remaining parent figure finds herself captured by a BloodHound, a genetically enhanced being, designed to identify and retrieve the last remaining Negatives. She gets thrown into a sterile room to be subjected to various tests, under the pretext that her blood would be the key to develop an antidote against the deadly virus... Warning: contains dark erotica themes such as non-consensual and/or violent sex Enter at your own risk!

She's the property of a King - • - After a fall from grace, Venus lost it all. She's forced into an engagement with a Rider King that's calloused both inside and out. Although she belongs to him in name and passion burns hot between them, this fiery human refuses to bow down.

Remember when parents would say, "When you make a choice deal with the consequences?" Well, Noah did. Noah Druitt is the young prince of Druitt. His family are professional assassins; and while his brother is the heir, he's still pretty damn important. One choice leads him to an inescapable jail. However, love also seems to find him. Not just one, but 2 loves. Little by little shit happens as they try to escape. Will their love prosper or will everything they go through destroy them? ~A little cliche summary, I know. I suck at them. Now, this is rated R, the smut will be crazy, and I hope you like it. Leave if your not one for boyxboyxboy action. Also, don't leave your opinion if you don't like gayness. What's your reason to even be all up in my story? I do accept criticism though, good or bad. ~Used to be called Locked Up Lovers now it's just Locked Up

{SUPERNATURAL FLUFF SERIES} A story by which a werewolf is engaged to a straight human. Let's see how that goes, shall we?

(ManxManxMan+) __________________ Being a lilin demon, an incubus to be exact, was something that Winter had once enjoyed. He was powerful and the sex was great. But now his world was cold and colorless like the season he was named after. He was taught the hard lesson that no one could be trusted. People will stab you in the back the first chance they get. And he accepted it, too tired to put up a fight and falling deeper and deeper into the darkness. When he's sold to a collector after his latest master grows sick of him, he expects nothing to change. But what he finds is the exact opposite. The man, a powerful vampire lord, and his collection of troubled boys show a kindness that Winter hasn't experienced in a long time. They care about the reason behind his scars because they have scars of their own. But there's something more going on behind the walls of Wolfwell Manor, something that sends Winter reeling with power. Can Winter accept the lust that makes his body burn with need knowing that it goes hand-in-hand with love? Or will he allow his own self destruction? _________________ This story is a POLYAMOROUS romance between MULTIPLE MEN. [Trigger Warning]: Rape, self-harm, mental and physical abuse, and other mature themes. This story is copyrighted and is the sole property of GaySensei and is not to be uploaded onto any other site besides Wattpad.

Rated Mature| 🔞 Warnings Included Read at your own risk! Do not report! "Okay Hades, FIGHT." The moon goddess spoke, her voice fading into nothing. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling heat on my back that burned more than the sun. "Are you ready to fight again?" A man aske "Yes." I answered, as I was dragged from the room. I would fight, fight my way back to you. Hades died, but unknowingly to his wife-he was given a second chance at life and would have to fight to survive. He would have to sweat, and fight, and kill to get back to his wife-without realizing how much time had actually passed above. Siena had been going through the motions, immortal never seemed like an issue until she lost Hades, all their babies were in public school and the days seemed to get longer-she didn't know what to do, how to fully move on all she wanted was to show Hades how much she had grown. They were both surviving and soon, they'd be back together.