Flames had followed Erin his entire life. It began with the grisly housefire that consumed his father. Henri Maye had been Erin's entire world and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Nothing left but ash and char and cloying black smoke. But Henri Maye hadn't just been any man. He wasn't just a doting father and loving husband. He was a well-renowned researcher into creatures beyond human DNA. One box of research survived the fire, placed conveniently outside the door as though it had been plucked from the devastation just for Erin. Within that box, one name repeated over and over. Ross Towler. And so the flames never abated. Ross Towler was infamous, a Shadow, a hellhound, and a convict locked away in the life imprisonment that had begun over three hundred years ago. Henri had interviewed Ross. He had known him. That was all Erin needed, just that one box. He vowed to continue his father's work, enrolling in college to study a degree in Supernatural History and Lore. That was where the obsession began. Erin wasn't his father. He couldn't distance himself, he wasn't interested in all forms of life beyond his own. There was one man he desired, one man he wished to study more than anyone else. It didn't matter. Ross was serving a life sentence, and he refused to see Erin no matter how much the boy tried to make contact. That should have been the end. That should have been where the embers fell...

Incent, a young hunter, is thrown into a dark and terrible job by his King. He is asked to assassinate a Prince from a neighbouring Kingdom. Knowing that he has only one year left of being a hunter, he wants to put every bit of himself into the given deed, however, he finds himself doubting himself and his goals. Humans aren't his only worry though. Incent lives in a world where demons walk among them and being a hunter means he must exterminate them. But could he exterminate a living human for his King? And what happens when his victim becomes far too interesting to remove from his life? Highest Ranking: #160 in Fantasy Excerpt: "The talisman was a long, curved piece of gold, inlaid with small diamonds along the edges. It was almost like a boomerang, except it was smaller and had ornate carvings of old Pagan runes on it that could, unfortunately, no longer be read by any man or woman still walking on Earth. Par quickly picked up everything that had fallen out of his bag before he threw it on his back saying "grab on," and extended his hand towards mine. I rolled my eyes at his dramatic speech and took his offered hand." *This wonderful cover was created by @holmesfapel - check out the stories there too!!!

One night, a young man wakes up in an empty room. He looks around, but he doesn't recognize his surroundings. Where is he? Why is he here? Who is he? Why couldn't he remember anything? Then he hears the squeaking sound of an old wooden door. He sees a figure. It is a beautiful young woman. She smiles, "You're finally awake. Do you remember anything?" The young man shook his head, but the questions have been burning on his tongue. He couldn't resist it, so he asks, "Who am I?" She gracefully and silently walks toward him, "You're Micah, my child." Since that day, Micah slowly learned how to live in the darkness with his "siblings" and his "mother". They couldn't go outside and she provided everything they needed. But one day, she disappeared, leaving them all alone. Starved and afraid, they broke the rules and went outside. It is the same day that they learned what they really are. They call them Vampires. Decades later, Micah is always on the road looking for new preys. He never shows any interest in men until he gets an offer he cannot refuse. This is how he meets the man that will change his life. Nikolas wants one thing and it is Micah. This beautiful cover is made by Bloodcoveredlove ! Update : Tuesday

"You're really pissing me off, Iggy, so I'm gonna give you two options. Either walk away or keep fucking provoking me and watch what happens," Ignatius' bottom lip caught between his teeth, Enlil's hot breath tickling his ear as the sylph leant in awfully close. One option was far more appealing than the other, though the other was far more practical. "Why would I walk away now, daddy?" Ignatius felt Enlil's arousal pressing against his clothed ass, making his own hardening cock twitch with anticipation. Was he really going through with it? He doubted it would just be a blowjob that time, he could still back out, Enlil wouldn't be mad. "I'd watch what you say next, princess, don't go giving me the wrong idea," Enlil spoke in a much softer voice, resting his hand on the wall to the left of Ignatius' head, his lips so close to the phoenix's ear they just grazed against the skin. Ignatius hesitated, guilty thoughts rushing into his mind, each one dissolving as Ignatius focused on how well his back fit into Enlil's chest. "Please," Ignatius whispered, sliding his hand up the wall to cover Enlil's, "please, daddy," Ignatius suddenly felt very vulnerable, fearful that Enlil would reject his advances. "Please what, princess? Tell daddy what you want," Enlil pressed his lips to the crook of Ignatius' neck, running his tongue over the curvature of his skin, coaxing a hushed moan from the phoenix. God, who had been kidding? How could he have ever resisted Enlil when he spoke to him like that? "You," Ignatius breathed, bringing Enlil's hand down to rest upon his throat, "I want you, daddy, all of you," Ignatius' breath caught in his throat as Enlil applied a hell of a lot more pressure than he had done before, no longer increasing it at a gradual pace. "It's about goddamn time, princess..." {Book Three of the Inamorate Series}

[Book #1 in the Blackwood Pack series] Currently in the process of rewriting (it'll be uploaded as a separate book) ________________ Asher has been abused by the man who has held him prisoner for as long as he can remember. He longs to be free from the unjust violence, but there are reasons he has to stay, people he can't leave behind. Kade has been away from his pack and finally decides to return. While doing border patrol he catches a whiff of what seems to be an average wolf. The only thing is... that wolf is his mate. Determined, Kade takes Asher away from his abuser (along with two others). Asher, not being used to people being kind, is suspicious at being welcomed into Kade's pack with open arms. Will Kade be able to show Asher that he deserves love? Can Asher take down the walls he no longer needs to survive? And what will they do when Asher's abuser wants him back, even going as far to enlist a rival pack? _________________ ---The Blackwood Pack series--- -Worthless -His Reluctant Mate (coming soon) -Let Me Be Your Drug (coming soon) -Lies and Bullet Wounds [Side Story/Prequel] (coming soon) _________________ ******Not edited****** [Trigger Warning]: Child abuse, rape, depression, and self-hate. This story is copyrighted and is the sole property of GaySensei and is not to be uploaded onto any other site besides WattPad.

~MAN X BOY~ On his way to start a new life alone, 20-year-old Devin encounters a child, lost and abandoned. Devin was made to keep the stray child, but as the days grew older, the lost child was beginning to become too cognizant, and that led to very perverse, baffling, and desirable moments. ✱ "I...I just want you to h-have me, sir," I whispered with my hands behind me. "Have you? How so?" Devin used his fingers to tilt my chin so he could look directly at my face and that action alone had every bone in my body vibrating. "I c-can't stop thinking about those titillating moments with you, sir. I d-desperately miss the w-warmth of your hands...on my b-body...mmf..." I blushed so deeply, that my lips were shaking as I spilled words, words I'd never imagined telling my protector. Where was this audacity coming from? What kind of dirty person am I turning out to be? Mumbling such flagrant and ill-mannered words to my protector with no ounce of shame in the world. "You miss...my hands..." It was meant to come out as though he was questioning whether he heard right but he talked as if he expected them. "Y-yes," I sniveled. He let out a rough breath, rubbing my chin, "...loosen my slacks, then." ✱ Ps: *I'm not a perfect writer but I have a way of spicing things up in my books ;)* #3 - gay #15 - manxboy

Eli sold his soul to the devil to save his family and his village. He asked for fertile lands with clean water. The devil granted him that but it all went wrong when Eli went out of village borders and got tuberculosis. He died and went to hell since he done something bad to do good, so he was sent to hell for seeking help from the devil. Eli had grown and adapted to being a demon and getting used to his powers. He was then given the choice to stay in hell or live on earth with some rules. He must stretch his wings and fly everyday, he can't fall in love. And the one that broke Eli the most was that he couldn't go back to his family. But as time went on, he slowly started to adapt to the new world, from horse and carriages to cars, from phones on walls with wires to mobile phones and so on. But also he fell In love and boy did he fall hard. ~~~~~~~~~ "Hello." A chirpy voice sounded. "Can I sit here? I'm new and don't have any friends." "No." I mumbled. "Sorry about him, he's a grumpy pants." Lexi rolled her eyes. "I'm Lexi. Please take a seat." "Thank you." The boy sat down. "I'm Nikolai but everyone calls me Nick." ~~~~~~~ Mature⚠️ All rights reserved. This is a mature book with sexual scenes and talk of abused and suicide. If you don't like this type of thing please don't read it. If you do, you have had this warning to say about that type of stuff.

All Zane knows is all he was ever told. He lived his life with zero complications and one hundred percent compliance. That is, until he becomes a weapon of mass destruction. Zane, born inside New Vancouver, knows nothing beyond the walls. So when his life takes an unexpected turn from the predictable, easy life he knows, his world flips upside down. He's forced into a human experiment and cursed with supernatural abilities. He encounters a gorgeous boy, and his attraction to him is overwhelming and new. He meets others like him, other subjects of the awful experiment, and finds out just how tangled in the web of lies he is. Zane, trapped inside a facility designed to keep him in, must deal with his unfamiliar attraction and friendships he develops. He struggles to force his old life away and take charge of his new life, but New Vancouver's claws are sunk in far too deep. Thankfully, he doesn't have to. His friends formulate an escape plan and run into some strange and unexpected accomplices along the way. A few felonies and a couple missiles later, Zane and his friends are free of the barbaric walls of New Vancouver. As secrets are revealed and pasts are brought into the light, Zane begins to feel closer and closer to the people he calls his friends. But the orchestrator of the experiment is relentless and pursues them furiously wherever they deem to go. Zane questions the morality of his actions as he fights for what he believes is right and aims to avert total nuclear war. He is forced into the dangerous life of a biological weapon and is thrust into a situation where there is only one choice: face your past or claim your future. And Zane fears he'll choose wrong. **Book 1 of The Paradox Trilogy** **Featured on @FreetheLGBT Other Worlds reading list** **Featured on @DystopianApocalypse Rebellion reading list **

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

Astren City, and all surrounding area, have the highest crime rate in the northern part of the country. Dozens of crime families constantly trying to take the throne, as well as corruption lurking around every corner, do not aid in that fact at all. Salem Heart's father, Jack Heart, happens to be the Astren City Chief of Police, a title which holds a lot of weight and a rank that claims even more power. He's well respected, and amazing at his job. That said, greatness is expected of Salem as well. Of course that isn't a problem, Salem will always be loyal to the law. He was raised by it, and upholding it is his future career aspiration. He thinks he has his life figured out. The fact that his ex-boyfriend comes from a notorious crime family, and has been arrested several times by Jack's own department, doesn't matter. Salem's passed that, he's over Atlas Marino and he always will be. He will ignore that scratch in his record, and cover it up with his success. Salem is offered a job to help with an investigation that could benefit his future career astronomically. He thinks it's a win-win situation, he gets the recognition he desires, and the streets will be that much safer. It's all black and white to him, easy to understand. He likes the order, and he craves the accomplishment of defeating bad with good. It's all black and white. Until he gets caught in the grey. [] [] [] [¡¡WARNINGS!! uhhhmmmm the usual smut and swearing but there is also gonna be blood and violence and gore. there is a time skip (3 1/2 yrs) for part 2 also slight spoiler but in case it matters the love interest is morally grey/corrupt] [¡¡TRIGGER WARNINGS!! depictions/mentions of several serious topics, most not in detail (sexual assault, mental illness, drugs, etc.) this will all be primarily in part 2] [[THIS BOOK IS 270K WORDS, IT IS SPLIT IN 2 PARTS AND IS THE LENGTH OF TWO BOOKS]] Now available as a paperback on amazon!

"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

Book Two of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** SALEM LUNA: Does anyone ever feel like they're riding a mechanical bull that is never ending? No matter how many times you get thrown off the thing, you appear right back on it? No? Just me then? See, I have this best friend. Former. Best. Friend. It's taking my brain a while to get used to it. Whatever. I'm hopelessly in love with him, and I tried desperately to admit my feelings out loud. So, I did. Raven Fox told me not to love him, and the look he seared into my skin when he said it was now branded into my brain. Now we're on the university book club Christmas retreat. Who did I get roomed with? Raven because of course I was given the bird. The damn bird that didn't love me in return. Which would have been fine had he not looked like the idea disgusted him. Six months have gone by since that day, and our tension is growing with more animosity each second. Now, we're doing activities together, and Christmas is my favorite holiday. He's not screwing this up for me. After a snowstorm starts hitting, though, I end up stuck in the middle of nowhere, out of gas in my snowmobile. I'm terrified as the wind starts picking up and snow starts whipping my face. I thought he wasn't listening. That he didn't care. So, why did he become the one to save me? Why does he look so distraught? His words say one thing, but his eyes are telling me his words are lies. Raven is lying to me. He loves me. But he doesn't want me to love him. All I want to know is why because I can't breathe without him anymore.

Insanity was bred in the pits of Hell. Emeri Marcello was a deep believer in that. His sole empire clawed away at a being, tearing apart their mind, leaving only a mess of tatters and blood in their wake. There was no escape. Be it the surface world, or the gnarled mangroves of his very mind. There was no solace, no solitude. How was one ever expected to survive against the call of the damned when locked away in such a monstrous prison? Emeri had never fantasised of anything else. A ruler in his own right, a king amongst paupers, with a domain of flame and sin at his fingertips. What else could there possibly be? He had pets to entertain him, to bleed for him, to fall at bended knee to his every command. What else might possibly tempt him away from the sickening reality he had come to know? Boredom, perhaps. The petulance of a neglected child, feeding the impulse of an arrogant adolescent. One simple choice, one eternal decision, that had been Emeri's fate. His path changed. Not in a fit of rage, nor some wrathful tantrum, in that tiny verdict that had whispered to him from the very darkest part of himself. From the abhorrent version of his own normality to something new, something interesting... Someone interesting...

This story is complete ✅ Alec is a twenty-five year old gentle boy with the looks of an angel. He has not figured out what he needs in love yet and has never had a relationship. But something urges him to act, or rather someone, a person who is his total opposite. Sam is intimidating. He is tall enough to be a basketball player, muscular, covered in tattoos, and quick tempered. Most people prefer to keep a distance startled by his menacing glares. What will happen when these two distant poles collide? One thing is for sure, it will get unbearably hot... and funny. *** This book depicts a manxman love story. It includes several graphic intimate scenes and is rated mature. Those chapters will be marked as XXX. Please read only if you are comfortable with the topic and of appropriate age. *** Enjoy! Read, comment, and be free to express yourself. All opinions are highly appreciated. Best ranking so far: #1 in lgbtfiction July 2023 #1 in sweet April 2023 #1 in passion March 2022 #1 in hotboys Oct 2021 #1 in fallingforthebadboy Nov 2021 #2 in secretadmirer July 2023 #2 in firstlove Oct 2022 #3 in cute Nov 2021 #3 in bxblove Dec 2021 #4 in shy Jan 2022 #4 in gayboys Nov 2021 #4 in fallinginloveagain Nov 2021 #6 in gaylove July 2022 #7 in malexmale Feb 2023 #10 in bxb July 2022 #10 in cuteboys Nov 2021 #10 in gayromance July 2023 #13 in mxm June 2023 #14 in love July 2022 #15 in manxman Feb 2023 #22 in gay July 2023 #26 in seduction March 2022 #32 in lgbt Sept 2023 #37 in tattoos March 2022 #46 in texttospeech Sept 2023 Disclaimer: All images are intended only to illustrate the content. They are licensed stock photos posed by models, who has no relation to the story. All people and events in this book are fictional.

Book One of the Haunted Lover's Duo "People in the real world always say, when something terrible happens, that the sadness and loss and aching pain of the heart will 'lessen as time passes', but it isn't true. Sorrow and loss are constant, but if we all had to go through our whole lives carrying them the whole time, we wouldn't be able to stand it. The sadness would paralyze us. So in the end we just pack it into bags and find somewhere to leave it." - Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother asked me to tell you she's Sorry. Still wrought with grief from the loss of his older brother, Eden Moir seeks out Malcolm Reed, the best SN lawyer currently working in the surface world. His intentions are mere justice for his brother, who was wrongfully murdered by hunters. Eden has been juggling work and home life, or more like drowning in it, and is in a constant struggle with the tight budget that is being washed away by his mother's drinking problem. Yet, Eden yearns for more as he gets to know Malcolm. He desires for the witch to be more than his lawyer, despite how detrimental it could be for his brother's case. Love is worth the risk, after all, right? Sadly, Malcolm might not see things the same way, looking at the bigger picture, not wanting to cost those around him the career he has built all for his own selfish wishes. But, in the end, there is something far worse at play, lurking beneath the shadows, waiting for the right moment to pounce... waiting for the right opportunity to dredge up the agony within Eden's heart once again.

I am his nothing but "NO...GET OUT!" I heard a laugh. I shivered. He was my hunter. I was going to lose but I would fight. "I want you to leave. I mean it." "I am not going anywhere without making you mine. And when I leave I am going to take you with me." It was not a threat. A promise. Would he keep his promise to me? This story contains VERBAL NON CONSENT sexual scenes/ RELUCTANT scenes/cheating/infidelity and CHILD endangerment. Please don't continue reading if any of the above is not your cup of tea. This story might be TRIGGERING to many readers, so please proceed with caution. As a writer my visualisation run wild and I let my characters develop on their own. But as a human being I don't stand by many of my character's habits and way of thinking. I do not support or prompt RAPE/INFIDELITY/CHILD ENDANGERMENT. This is a fantasy story strictly for entertainment. Follow me on Instagram: VaizHarsh to know more.

Melrose wants peace, he wants the world to have peace, but ever since he was a child, he'd never known peace, his grandfather has wanted him and his family dead, for a long time but when Mel becomes a being of absolute power, time and ambitions shift. The greatest of the angelic houses are always conniving and it's hard to find love in all the chaos but when he finally starts to attend school again, things change, Love, Friends, Enemies and demons all start coming for him and all that he loves, to keep the world peaceful and to keep all that he cherishes, Mel has to fight monsters, family and inner turmoils, all whilst loving an arch angel who was meant to be his, even before he was born. Harwin Academy holds power, also secrets and deadly angels, tread carefully or you'll be dragged under. to read another synopsis of this book, keep reading.

General Sevei is of the firm opinion that Nobles are shady and Alchemists even shadier. Noble Alchemists are the absolute worst. He is not looking forward to partnering with one to guard the border. Upon their introduction, though, it would seem they have already met... under very intimate circumstances. Oh...,**** Set in the same world as Salvage, but we're going back in time for some Medieval sword and sorcery! This wholesome, happy-endings-all-around, smutty queer fantasy romance features an M/M main couple along with a host of supporting characters bringing some trans rep, some pan rep, some sex worker positivity, and even a straight ally who tries his darndest, bless his little puppy heart. Plenty of fluff, plenty of sexy times, a few funny bits, and our gang do all make it through the Horrors - but there is a war on, so there's also plenty of angst and a bit of bloody violence along the way. CW: Violence, violent death (no main characters), homophobic society, internalized homophobia and closeting, internalized transphobia (supporting character), war veteran ptsd, slavery (supporting character - no abuse of this character is depicted and sentiments are anti-slavery), strong language, detailed sexual content (all consensual), discussion of sex work.

VERSION 1 "Have I ever told you how cute you are?" "I think that's enough alcohol for one night, your jokes aren't funny anymore." "It wasn't a joke though" 'Real sweet but I wish you were sober.' Alexander Halifax, an orphan from the age of 6, after the tragic car crash that instantly killed both his parents, now living alone in a small, crappy apartment with his fat cat, Chubs. In the past he got his young heart ripped to pieces after one -and what he wished was his last- relationship. So, he shut out anything related to that sickening feeling, until he laid his eyes upon the man, deemed the prince of his high school and a walking sun, Aether Andilet. Torn between love and hate, with the work of betrayal, alcohol, and Aether's pretty face, He finds himself spiraling down a whirlpool of love, confusion, and the past. warnings - sexual references, strong language. this is getting re - written! plot still structured around the title, but with more planned plot. V1 will not get edited no matter how many spelling errors/ plot holes as i cannot bring myself to.