[Complete] 'Wait for me, my love. I'll come back for you. I love you, my precious omega.' - Warnings-boyxboy, gay smut, Mpreg. The idea is originally and creatively all MINE! Do not steal or copy! Do not comment or post hate on my work! Thanks. xx Rankings: Highest - #1 in Larrysmut - 3rd June 2018 #1 in AlphaHarry - 8th August 2018, 1st February 2019 #6 in Larrystylinson - 7th May 2018 #10 in Larrystylinson - 17th May 2018

[Complete] "I have always loved you, and I'll love you till the end of the time, my brave alpha." - Book 2 of MPO series. Warnings - gay smut, too much fluff, boy×boy.

Hartlyn Black never woke from the Death Curse. Instead, waking in another world, all alone. So lonely, that Death had offered her a companion. A guard. A lover. Jon Snow was never resurrected from his fatal wounds. Instead, he was stolen away, meeting a cloaked figure then finding himself before a strange yet beautiful woman with flame-coloured hair and hypnotizing green eyes. Hartlyn stared down at the handsome black-haired man with the darkest brown eyes she'd ever seen, curious to who he was and how he had a direwolf by his side, it having the fur that could rival the colour of freshly fallen snow, eyes akin to blood. Jon watched her warily, not knowing who she was or where he was and amazed to see a midnight black direwolf behind her, its eyes bluer than the sky. :3 Gandalf the Grey had heard of two legendary warriors in a castle, living high on the North Mountains. Two strange, yet powerful beings that perhaps would accompany himself, twelve dwarves and a hobbit as protectors. Who knows of the dangers that await them? But will the King of the North and the Mistress of Death leave their mountain to help others regain theirs? Book 1 of The Northerners.

[Book 2]✓ 18+ Audience. Mature Themes. Kind, honest,humble, sweet, polite and absolutely beautiful. Hard faced, sometimes scary, but a good father. These two weren't even ment to meet. He is a Sucessful Entrepreneur that's in a whole different league to this assistant of a Fashion Agency. How they met? Well that's another story that I'm about to tell. Strap in cause it's going to be wild ride of lust, admittance, angst, ex-wife having problems, and ex-husband and currently the world richest man is about remarry and be with the new mother of her once motherless and neglected sons. And she isn't happy...But trust me when I say don't fuck with the kind spirit fashion assistant who already has his own shit to deal with.

"Is it going to last?" The older man asked softly as his eyes turned into light when crashed with the dark depths of ocean waters; when splashed by that enormous wave of blueness he had come to adore so much. "You?" The brunet enquired with a crack in his voice, which could be a sign of meaningless quavering or a thunder hidden underneath the crack, waiting for a friendly storm in his awakened darkness. "You and I. The continuum of your crime and my time of dying," Hannibal answered quietly.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

When ancient magic stirs and a forgotten prophecy resurfaces, two worlds-one of wands and one of hunters-are set on a collision course. Sam Winchester has spent his life chasing monsters, but nothing prepares him for the dreams he begins to share with a stranger: a girl with wild curls, clever eyes, and a wand in her hand. Hermione Granger thought the war was behind her-until the soulmate mark she's long dismissed as folklore begins to burn with every beat of her heart. Her search for answers leads her beyond the veil of her own world and into the path of Sam, whose kindness, intellect, and grief mirror her own. Drawn together by fate, tested by darkness, and haunted by the secrets of their pasts, Sam and Hermione must unravel the mystery of the magic that binds them. But with powerful forces hunting their union and their worlds unraveling at the seams, they'll have to fight for more than just love. They'll have to fight for the future of both their worlds.