"You like it, baby?" Ambrose purred in Kyree's ear, "I picked the colour out just for you, remembered just how much you like it on me," Kyree groaned as Ambrose caught his earlobe between his teeth, biting down hard enough that he knew there would be a mark. "Out," Kyree demanded the tailor, pleased with how fast the little man scuttled from the room. The second Kyree heard the door click shut, he pressed Ambrose against the wall to the left of them, covering the demon's mouth with his own. Ambrose complied with a soft moan and a tug of Kyree's hair, his other hand clutching the lapel of Kyree's suit, as if holding himself up for fear his knees may buckle. Kyree's mouth trailed down Ambrose's neck, leaving one deep purple bruise after another across his demon's tanned skin. Ambrose's mewls and purrs were loud, then again, Ambrose always was loud, he knew it turned Kyree on. Kyree was marking his lover, knowing that all eyes would be on them tonight, he wanted everyone to know what was his. "Mine," he murmured against Ambrose's abused flesh, nipping at the place just below his lover's jaw, marvelling in the primal groan that resonated through him. "Yours," Ambrose agreed, his chest heaving as his breath got taken from him by another quick nip across his throat from Kyree, "forever, baby," Kyree took a step back, admiring the myriad of mauve marks littered across Ambrose's throat. Purple was Kyree's favourite colour on Ambrose... {Book One of the Inamorate Series} This book is dedicated to my editor, illustrator and best friend Daisy for always being there for me and putting up with my shit. {Credit to her also for the cover art and all illustrations throughout}.

Al is too dangerous to be loved. The boy was down right too agressive, dominating, egotistical, and sadistic. Everybody knew better than to fight the notorious bad boy, little do they know it wasn't just because of his strong personality that makes people around him submit. It's because Al happens to be a werewolf; an Alpha. Al was a storm. Well...so was the mysterious newbie. But the thing is, he was only human and Al may have just stumbled across someone that'll become his addiction. Someone that will be the death of Al.

"Why are you here?" "You called for me, young warlock. I've heard a lot about you from The Beyond. Thank you for summoning me into your world, by the way" he smirked at me, so close now I could feel his breath on my face. I'd hoped I would never see one of his kind. And I wish I never had. ~~~ As a kid, Storm has never had much freedom. He wasn't allowed to go to school until year seven because his father was afraid he'd reveal himself to the general population, the humans, the people Storm and the others of his kind are sworn to protect. Because Storm isn't an ordinary nineteen year old, as much as he'd love that to be the case. He's a warlock in training, taking a sports course during the day and learning magic with his father at night. He's always been a sensible boy, until he made the greatest mistake of his life... A mistake he may live to regret for eternity.

A homeless thief breaks into a house that has nothing worth stealing - except for the heart of a lonely man who is obsessed with time. ***** Blake has been living on the streets for his entire life. He never went to school, and never had a job, except for one: he is a thief, and a pretty good one at that. His new plan is to break into a rich house, steal everything he can, and move on. Everything goes well during the night of robbery right until he discovers the family secret: there is nothing worth stealing. Disappointed, he is ready to leave empty-handed, but then he stumbles on something he never thought he could possibly want, and moving on isn't an option anymore. Risking his freedom, he is now set to steal something from Time itself. || Gay || BxB || MxM || LGBT || Romance ||

The first thing I noticed was the moans: soft sounds of love, and then skin slapping against skin. "Cut!" someone yelled, and the cameras stopped. Callum is thrown into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as he walks in on a compromising scene, to put it mildly, between his best friend and another guy. What Callum thought he knew about Ayden is obviously not enough--maybe not even enough to continue the friendship they had both treasured for years. But, what started out as a conflict and transformed into a collision may have been the best thing that ever happened to their failing relationship. - This will be a tale about jealousy and tainted love, wrecked hearts and tender hope. These characters will be flawed so don't expect perfect gentlemen with careful words. Please note that this novel is not finished in terms of content editing.