Ray is low on time, luck, and hope; his only chance is an artifact that may not even exist. But upon meeting Landon, Ray is beginning to believe he might find all four. ***** Cambions are doomed to tragedy. They are weak, sickly creatures that rarely live to see their twentieth year. Ray refuses to resign himself to that fate. Upon learning of the Crimson Sheath-an artifact capable of preserving his life-Ray is prepared to fight, steal, and kill to get his hands on it. He is not prepared for Landon. Landon is an orphan with no memories of his parents, the only inheritance left to him a dagger, sleeping in a crimson sheath. Though he has no love of bloodshed and no use for a dagger, Landon isn't about to let Ray take his only link to his forgotten history, even if that means following the cambion past the edge of the world and into the shadow beyond. Content Warnings: Violence, semi-graphic gore, character deaths, profanity, mild drug and alcohol usage, abuse discussed but not shown, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things.

[✓] [Now on Patreon] When a terrible plague strikes the city of Alkaya, Royal Chef Neveshir must attempt forbidden blood-magic in order to save his home, his people, and the Shah he isn't meant to love. ... Royal Chef Neveshir Sevelin is a Karán: a man born with dangerous magic running through his veins. Like all Maker-touched, he can use fire to transmute, but only Karán have the power to kill with it. Though most Karán spend their careers bound in service on the war-front, Neveshir has sworn off killing. He roams free in Alkaya where he uses his talents to craft culinary masterpieces for his former shieldmate and dearest friend, Shah Melík Saf Kanh, ruler of all Esenia. When a terrible disease breaks out in the city, however, Neveshir is asked to revisit the powerful magic he hasn't used in decades -- a request that has the Maker's Guild up in arms. Neveshir can't blame them. He knows what he is: a poison-blood who was Maker-made to take lives, not save them. Then Melík falls ill. The disease spreads beyond the Guild's ability to control, showing a malevolence that defies medicine and forces Neveshir to consider more extreme measures. In order to discover the source of the disease, transmute a cure, and save the man he's not supposed to love, Neveshir must overcome his fear of his own nature -- before it's too late. ... The Dark Arm of the Maker is a complete Dark Fantasy / Romance novel of 95k words with gay, bi, asexual, and non-binary characters. The romance is between two men. Read on for: found family, friends-to-lovers, forbidden romance, self-acceptance, a snarky MC, and things getting set on fire. ... [Round One Winner: Open Novella Contest. Now revised and expanded.]

A dark foe. A forbidden love. A deadly, high-seas quest. Mercenary sailor Jack's past comes back to haunt him when his crew receives a commission during the height of hurricane season. Charged with returning the all-too-familiar Prince Valory to the capital by way of the isles, Jack and schooner Windjammer battle storms and sea-monsters alike in Oceana's treacherous waters. Jack's new patron, however, is no ordinary nobleman. A hardened soldier and powerful commander, Valory boards Windjammer to scour the isles for signs of the mysterious new threat at Oceana's borders: an evil that burns innocents alive and smashes ships to pieces. Yet Jack isn't without secrets of his own -- secrets that unravel under the growing intensity of a forbidden attraction to his patron. Forced to reclaim his lost title, Jack comes face-to-face with the past he thought he'd outrun. As Windjammer races to defend Oceana from invasion, he and Valory must work together to untangle the threads of the dark alliance threatening their home, crew, and kingdom -- or risk losing everything in the process. [Book One of a Fantasy/LGBT+ Romance series. This is a sample; the full draft is available on Patreon.] ★

[SAMPLE] In a world ravaged by holy war, Ari clings to one truth: mouths lie, but blood does not. Haunted by the past and desperate for answers, he turns to Auovin-a demon whose secrets could unravel everything he believes. What follows is a journey of uneasy revelations and slow-burning desire, where love tangles with betrayal, and redemption is never free of damnation. Guided-and tormented-by Auovin, Ari must confront not only the hidden truths of the war but the shifting foundations of his own morality. Daevas: Volume One begins an emotionally charged saga spanning three volumes. It is a story of truth's cost, the pull of self-discovery, and the peril of being seen in a broken world. For readers of Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire, Daevas is a queer dark fantasy novel where love, monstrosity, and identity intertwine in devastating ways.

[ROUGH DRAFT] In the land of gods and monsters, humanity ravaged Malcea with endless wars. Their insatiable hunger for treasure, pleasure, and power led them to forsake the gods who had once guided them. For thousands of years, the gods remained silent, watching with grief and fury as their creations spiraled into chaos. But when humans stood on the brink of war with the ancient dragons, the gods finally chose to intervene. Their return, however, was far from merciful-for the Gods of Malcea had darker, more sinister designs for their wayward children. Karos, a soldier of Asalph, is one such pawn in their game. Trained to hunt dragons, his beliefs are shaken when he forms an unexpected bond with Ake, a dragon desperate to return home. As Karos questions the gods' motives, he must decide whether to uphold the laws of his homeland or fight for a future shaped by his own choices-and the fragile, growing bond with Ake who challenges everything he thought he knew. _______________________ @Haylee for this gorgeous cover!

[ROUGH DRAFT] [BOOK 2] After losing everything, Cassius had begun to spiral down into a sort of depression that would not go away no matter the comfort. As his heart came closer and closer to closing, new ones began to open and unfold. It sparked the beginning of great loves, past heartbreak, and the strong bond that ties hearts together. As they all gathered, through the ruins of peace, they realized there was salvation in honor if one was willing to pay the price. What that price would entail would make all the difference, however.

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

Summer, 2003. An easygoing teen skateboarder and his insensitive best friend must navigate their changing friendship when a flirty boy comes between them. ***** Sixteen-year-old Matteo is a simple dude. It's 2003, his brother is fighting in Afghanistan, and his best friend Logan is obsessed with gay jokes, but Matt doesn't like to worry. He just wants to film his skateboard video. Then cute emo boy Quinn applies to work at the skate shop with Matt. Being friends with clever, flirty Quinn is like learning a new skateboard trick: a little bit intimidating but totally (probably) worth the challenge. Now Logan hates Quinn, there's money going missing at the shop, and Matt can't seem to figure out if Quinn might possibly, maybe, want to kiss him back. This summer just got a lot more complicated. ***** *featured in LGBTQ+'s "BxB Teen Fiction", LY's "Love Your Identity", and WattpadNaNoWriMo's "2019 Top Picks" lists* Complete at 59k words.

Lucas is a member of the Old Bloodied Families, a vampire. The war with the stalkers has claimed his lovers life, something he will never forget and will always regret. Cold and aloof, he remains untouchable by anyone around him. Until a human by name of Tyrathane confronts him. Ty is cocky, too full of himself to be of any good to Lucas. But Ty is also determined, his tenacity is only matched by his ego. With the fighting straying into the human world, Lucas has been tasked with holding them at bay via a multi-race school. The most excitement he's seen is the occassional fist fight between students. Though, if that is all that happens, Lucas is content. But fate always has a way of coming back around. The stalkers are growing powerful, and far more adventurous. It's only a matter of time before the front lines of war consume the peace that belongs to realm of others.