This is only a sample. The book has left Wattpad. *** The first human Royal Consort, Lucius Rosenfield, thought he had found his happily ever after with his husband, The Vampire King Dorian. However, his happiness only lasted for several months. After Lucius's treacherous secret mission is exposed by an enemy, the Royal Consort falls from grace, loses his husband's love and respect, and is imprisoned for a year. At court, Everyone speculates on when King Doiran will divorce and execute him. Just when Lucius thinks things can't possibly get worse, fate mocks him once more. He wakes up one day to find himself branded as a slave. Stripped of royal privileges, he begins to witness the true horror and cruelty of a world where humans are dominated and used as livestock. With help from a werewolf friend, Lucius narrowly escaped a fate worse than death and left Eternia. But as someone who has been "defiled" by vampires, he finds no welcome, consolation, or even safety back home, either. Will he ever see Dorian again? Will Dorian ever forgive his betrayal? And can love prevail in a world filled with hatred, pain and remorse, when another war looms between humanity and vampires? ******** Book 2 of The Toxic Consort Series

This is only a sample. The book has left Wattpad. *** Lucius thought his life was over when his parents married him to the notorious vampire crown prince Dorian. Worst of all, they married him under his twin brother's name so their more precious son wouldn't be defiled. Being the second choice his whole life, Lucius accepted his fate to protect his brother, his family and his country. He had to navigate his way through the vampire court full of predators and deadly schemes, play dangerous games with powerful enemies and walk on the edge of killing or being killed. However, he didn't prepare for falling in love helplessly with his enigmatic husband. ****** Book one of the Toxic Consort Series

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

Moss Kettler has always been overshadowed by his impressive younger brothers. After graduating college Moss falls into a quiet life working for an accounting firm in Detroit. Meanwhile, both of his younger brothers play for the same NHL team with the youngest being freshly drafted to the Colorado Boulders. Now that two out of three Kettler brothers are playing professional hockey, Moss comes to the realization that his family may not have as much interest in him in comparison. Throughout the hockey season Moss' theory is validated by his once close-knit family. As he begins to accept his ostracization a star defenseman swoops in to show Moss the true meaning of sportsmanship (and love).

New York City, 1944. While war consumes Europe and fills headlines, notorious criminal Kevin Price rules Manhattan with an iron fist. His ruthless control makes exception for none, until he crosses paths with one Connor McKinley

Dante Harris was running. Running from an abusive past. Running from a messy break up. Running from the life he left in the small city of Round Rock Texas. Somehow this small town boy has found himself in the busy streets of New York City, and in the arms of one Samuel Deminico (not intentionally of course). Sammy's managed to survive in the Big Apple all his life. The city has brought him major once in a lifetime opportunities, such as opening up his dream boxing gym. He never thought he'd need to use his self defense moves outside of the ring... but one particular crackhead proved him wrong the night of April 15th. That was when Sammy met Dante. •• "You ever get punched in the face by a crackhead?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Then don't speak on it like you've been punched in the face by a crackhead." *this book is unedited

Milo Park is a serial romantic with an addiction to online dating. Lee Asano is the barista stuck taking the orders of every date Milo reels in. It wouldn't be an issue if Milo wasn't such a hot topic-star running back for the USFC football team as a freshmen, member of the most iconic fraternity at USFC, and general campus heartthrob. When Milo convinces Lee to be his gym buddy, it sounds and feels like the friend zone. But who knew the #GymLife was so gay anyway? Certainly not Lee.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

WATTY 2019 WINNER Hale, a state of the art android, can do nearly anything a human can. He cooks meals, cleans and organizes the house, repairs broken appliances, and runs errands. He can even provide for the more carnal needs of his owner. None of these tasks should present any challenge for Hale, and they don't-until he meets his next door neighbour, Rayner. Rayner seems like an unassuming gardener, but he asks Hale a lot of questions. Does Hale wish he could smell or taste food? What would he look like if his appearance hadn't been chosen for him? From the moment they meet, Hale runs into errors in otherwise simple tasks. He experiences bizarre sensations that none of his diagnostic tools can explain, and struggles to appease the people in his owner's social circle. As the errors in his programming begin to wear on his owner's patience, Hale faces the most difficult decision yet. If he can't evolve to meet her needs, he'll be returned and recycled into parts for future androids. If he does evolve, is he still just an android? Or something more? In all this, Rayner is the only man who can help him, and Rayner only has one question left for Hale. What does he want? Hale wasn't designed to want anything, but perhaps he can find the answer in the man with all the questions. TOP RANKINGS #1 in #freethelgbt #1 in #android - UPDATES WEDNESDAYS Story and artwork by Alistair Reeves This story is edited by Lyra Evans; she has amazing books on Amazon, so check her out if you like fantasy and mxm romance! I always love hearing from readers! Your time, votes, reviews and comments keep me constantly motivated. If you're interested in supporting this story even more than you already do by reading, please check out my Patreon (linked from my profile)! You can find me @kataraqui on Twitter/IG/Tumblr - Content warning for emotional/sexual abuse (not between MC and LI). Sexual abuse at the end of chapter 2 if you want to skip it.

There are some dreams that you wish were reality and some pieces of reality you desperately wish to be a dream. But we cannot undo the things that have been done. They can sometimes be fixed, changed and even forgotten. But then there are some things that cannot be fixed. That cannot be changed. And most certainly should never be forgotten.