In the close-knit town of Wetherby Hollow, being packless is a red flag. Omegas without protection, Alphas without structure-it's not how things are done around here. But Micah Thorn, a stubborn Omega in his mid-20s, has no choice. After their parents died in a car accident five years ago, Micah stepped in to raise their three younger siblings-two of whom haven't presented yet. Since then, they've been working two jobs, dodging social services, and trying to stay off the town council's radar. When a newly presented Alpha teenager-Jesse Hale-is dropped off like unwanted baggage by his wealthy, neglectful parents, Micah is roped into fostering him "temporarily." Jesse is quiet, damaged, and angry- but not dangerous. Just lost. Then his older brother shows up. WARNINGS Mpreg, MXM love, very graphic gay sex, Childbirth via the anus (Also very graphic), Sex scenes, self harm(Not much), mentions of grape, PTSD, Hallucinations, bad language, discrimination, threat, major character death (Only like two characters, it's fine). I'll put warnings in the chapters where these occur, so if you can skip- although you might be a little lost because these tie into the plot. My characters views or actions do not reflect my own, this is purely fiction that does reflect real life situations (Except for the mpreg, unfortunately)so i try to be mindful and respectful. I also just write about these things because I find it interesting. That is it and that is all. Enjoy #1 in #smalltown

Koa is sick of being an omega. The alphas in his pack treat his kind as objects solely for breeding and pleasure. He does everything to protect his son, Oliver, and prevent the little boy from becoming like the alphas he despises. But when the cruel Alpha Zacan discovers that he is Oliver's father, Koa knows he must flee. For Cyrus, the new Alpha of the Nightshade pack, it was just a mission. He never expected to find his mate, an omega with a child running from a dark past and even darker forces. But Cyrus's mate fears him, loathes him for being an alpha. How can Cyrus show Koa that he's different than the rest? [mature/sexual content] - for ages 18+

Cassis Ignac, the eldest nephew to one of the kingdoms strongest kings. Hailing from a family of summoners Cassis is far from your normal human, but it isn't his ability to conjure a mythical creature that makes him special. Forced into an arranged marriage by his family he leaves his home and embarks on an adventure. His soon to be husband is far from what he expected. A different race and from an entirely different society. He finds himself falling in love with his new home but will one secret ruin it all?

Pepper is a werecat, an anomaly in his world. His whole life his parents kept him confined to their secluded and remote home, never allowed to leave, never able to see the outside world. His home is all he's ever known, his parents the only people he's ever met. One day his little world is turned upside down. He'll need all his nine lives to survive the new world he finds himself in, the danger, the people he'll meet along the way, all the new emotions he will get to experience, the situations he will be put through. And to make it worse a persistent Alpha is on his tail and won't take no for an answer.

On a routine flight headed up north to restock a lumber camp, Iris gets caught in a dry microburst* while flying a tad low. The small plane "sinks" and crashes on top of an oddly large tree. What she expects to be a temporary stay in the wilderness while awaiting search and rescue soon becomes her new daily reality. Little does she know that she is no longer in the world she once knew. ----------------------------------- Notes: Iris is a kick ass type of female lead who won't just lay on her back as a damsel in distress. *microburst: is a column of sinking air. "Aircraft that encounter a microburst may suddenly lose airspeed and experience an associated loss of lift, with potentially catastrophic results." This story is inspired by a LOT of beastmen novel that I have mostly read on NovelUpdates. The characters used are original, however the setting and ML traits may share similarities from a number of works. This story is however, original, not a fanfic, and not a translation. photos in cover are stock photos and are not mine

Book 3 in Stray Series. I don't know what happened to me that night. I don't know how I, whatever I was now, came to be. Everybody who was there claims to have no knowledge of what really transpired, urging me to remain silent and secretive. I know they're lying to me, but I don't know why. I'm different from those around me, able to do and see and know things that they cannot. I seem to have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, of knowing what to do or say to fix the problem and help those around me. So why do I still feel so alone? Why do I feel so out of place? Why do I feel so hollow and empty? I can never seem to fill the ache in my chest regardless of what I do. I seem capable of helping everyone but myself. I searched, researched, scoured every source and talked with every knowledgeable creature I could find. But even still, no one knew how or why or what I am. Until I found him. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #5 in "Sparrow"

I DON'T own any of the images used in this story or cover (unless otherwises specified), all images come from pintrest so I'm not entirely sure of the true owners. Deep in the wilderness, far from the noise of roads and the weight of human expectation, Lucia Woods has built a quiet life among the forgotten. In a weathered cabin nestled between trees and mist, she tends to injured wildlife with steady hands and a guarded heart. Known only in passing by the nearby village, Lucia speaks little, trusts less, and has long since stopped expecting the world to offer her kindness. Her solace lies in routine-tea left to steep too long, charcoal sketches of the animals she's saved, and the silent comfort of solitude. But something in the forest is changing. Strange tracks in the forests. A stillness in the trees that feels too intentional. Animals gone missing. And sometimes, when the wind is just right, she swears she isn't alone. Above and beyond that quiet world, Ka'renok watches. A veteran Yautja of gray-honor, cast to walk the border between honor and duty, he has no home but the hunt. Bound by silence and shaped by war, Ka'renok moves through shadow with reverence and precision. He distrusts humans-loud, deceitful creatures who glorify weakness and destroy what they cannot control. But in his path, one quiet human lingers like a flaw in his focus. She should be meaningless. Instead, she unsettles him. Sent to this world on a mission that requires to kill, observation and patience, Ka'renok expects nothing from Earth but complication. What he doesn't expect is Lucia. As their worlds begin to brush-first in glimpses, then in something deeper-they are both pulled into a quiet, dangerous bond neither understands. In a forest hiding more than scars and silence, hunter and healer must decide whether what connects them is worth the cost of being seen.

It all had happened so fast that Holly fell into defensive mode. She struggled to her feet and shakily nocked an arrow, ready to prevent her death again. Holly put distance between her and the thing when it slowly turned to eye her. Her heart thundered in her chest when coming face to face with the beast. Shivers ran through her nerves, alarm stiffening her limbs in fright. This was no beast but a predator. A predator with fur.

A duo of up-and-coming performers is relaxing and singing beside a lake. Strumming softly on an old guitar and singing melodies for the ghosts of the forest. Completely unaware of the duo of yautja hunters hides and listens, completely enraptured by their sweet siren song. Unintentionally luring them in closer until there would be no escape.

What happens when a rich human woman gets kidnapped by a troll in the mountains? The troll claims it was an accident, but is that really true?