Being a werewolf wasn't all bad, I had a pack, loving yet annoying family, friends, tight knit community. The one thing I really hated was the season. The simplest way to explain the season was the six weeks us werewolves procreated, females went into heats, males rutted, and omegas, like me, got our asses chased like they were made of gold. I'm serious. I avoided the sordid affair all together, turning down all those asked to be my season partner but with the pack leaders son on my heels and a new alpha in town, i don't think i can sit this season out.

Book 2 of The Eternal Annals Aiasthlyn Kethlana. King of the Anael Faction, leader of the Fey elves. In a world where elves live peacefully, he has only wished for the plain life as any lucky elf, but Ythene has never heeded his prayers. His curses, others name blessings, never end, but he prays that for once it will when it comes time for the elven realm to gain a new Protector. Blessed or cursed, there is a Charge- a mission beyond worlds to another where light and darkness remain at war. Aiasthlyn does not want it, the power, the glory. He has never wanted for anything other than peace. That is, until he is chosen by a sharp-toothed, gloriously perfect man who worships him before he even truly knows him and makes him want everything.

His red lips are glistening, the bottom one bitten between his pearly white teeth. His silky hair is hiding his delicate chest, but leaves the enticing smoothness of his back uncovered. His elegant, gentle hands are slightly shaking, squeezing the hem of my shirt. "I need to touch you," I breathe out, falling on my knees in front of him, desperate, driven close to insanity. "No, you can't!" he whimpers. "It might hurt you. I've never been touched, but the priests say it will harm anyone who tries." "Do you want it?" I hoarsely utter. "Do you crave to feel my skin on yours?" "Yes!" he moans, tears falling from his beautiful, pink eyes. "Dey, I need it more than the burning desert needs a drop of rain." "Then I'm not afraid of any pain," I whisper. *** Two princes were born on the same day, but fate stood between them until a mistake brought them together in times of a savage war. They are both worshiped and feared. One is God's chosen. The other is a ruthless warrior. A mysterious prophesy, hatred and love, fantastic adventures and burning passion will follow. Will their long awaited meeting end the war or the world will be on fire? *** Hello and welcome to my fantasy world! I hope you will have as much fun as I did creating it. This story includes graphic intimate scenes. Please, read only if you're comfortable with the topic and of appropriate age. *** Best ranking: #1 in prophecy April 2023 #1 in princexprince March 2023 #1 in manxman April 2022 #1 in gayromance April 2022 #1 in malexmale April 2022 #1 in lgbtfiction April 2022 #1 in boyxboyromance Dec 2021 #1 in bxblove Dec 2021 #1 in mxm Dec 2021 #1 in warriors Dec 2021 #2 in lgbtlove Jan 2022 #2 in bxb Dec 2021 #2 in gaylove Dec 2021 #3 in prince Oct 2022 #3 in boyxboy April 2022 #5 in romance April 2022 #5 in lgbt Dec 2021 #5 in gay Dec 2021 #11 in fallinginlove Jan 2022 Disclaimer: All images are intended only to illustrate the content and are stock photos, posed by models.

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