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Soren & Cyrus
The snow blanketed the streets of New York City. A sliver of golden light danced over the Manhattan skyline, and the cool crisp air nipped away at all the men and women, in slim fitting uniforms and suits, on their way to their morning jobs.
A bus was rolling around, taking a turn past 75th 9th Avenue. Chelsea market was opening its doors, and the smell of meat and steam came pouring out. The bus, its color dull from the sun, its yellow paint peeling away, in need of a fresh coat, stopped in front of the market.
Children's faces loomed over their seats and stared at the people down below, and amongst the crowd, a dark skinned boy with the most radiating blue eyes looked up, and held contact with another boy in the bus, with skin a luxurious pale caramel, a contrast to his dark inky black eyes, with the slightest pigment of purple.
It was for a mere three seconds, but that was all it took, for them to fall in love.
As the bus rode off, the sounds of children playing and looking around at the colossal buildings and the bustling and vibrant scenery, one could only think, when they would meet again.
Mew
What's a Mate?
A pack of werewolves escapes captivity, and finds their way to a human girl's home where they take shelter. The last thing Alpha Kane expects to find when breaking into the empty mansion is that it's actually not empty, and that it is occupied by his mate.
Lay Me Down
Bi-curious Lucas found the courage to slip his number to the cop pulling him over for speeding. He didn't expect much, especially not for Officer Hoffman to hit him up, let alone call, but that's just what happened. In the end, Lucas might just discover himself, find freedom, and even love in the arms of his unlikely partner in this coming-of-age, coming out romance.
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A/N- this is a gay, age-gap couple. If age-gap's not your thing, scroll past this. Content will be sexual and mature, sexual partners of legal age.
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A Path Of Flowers
A Path Of Flowers, it leads into the underworld, the land of Death, Decay, and the Eternal tortured. A beautiful way to go, some would say. Arien, God of Death had never seen beauty in death Not until he seen with his own eyes. The gentleness of life could give and the care it could have afterward.
Life and Death, sometimes people live and some die but what if they could be given a second chance? What if the holding onto life gets to be too much, with the suffering of a slow and painful death. Shouldn't there be a way to levitate the pending outcome into something more peaceful?
Arima thought of all once she was blessed with the gift of rebirth and healing.
Life and Death, that could be one hell of an combination.
Oath Bound
When a bloody coup overtakes the royal capital of Mahijen, young crown prince Jyran is forced to flee with the aid of his sworn knight, Zahir- who sacrifices himself to ensure the prince's safety.
Alone and frightened, the naive prince quickly finds himself crossing enemy lines into Ahjuwal- and caught up in the hands of a barbarian general who seems far too interested in his new slave.
Captured in Mahijen, Zahir is desperate to find the missing prince. Hearing that an envoy from Ahjuwal will arrive for the coronation, Zahir sees his chance to escape, and puts his fate in the hands of their warrior king.
Though they walk separate paths, Jyran and Zahir are no less connected by the bonds they swore to as children- and as they find their way in a new world, it is with the hope that one day they'll be reunited, and can salvage the memories of their broken family.
Denzai
Book 2 of the series "A Song in the Darkness" - Sequel to "Darkwalker"
*****
Tarriq Zar, grandson of the famous Ranger of Londinium, has some serious responsibilities laid on his shoulders. The notoriously insular Darkwalker has a new apprentice and the beginnings of a plan to get the failing life support systems for the sub-city replaced. Not to mention the revelation of his status to the Denzai, who now are beginning to look up to him as a societal leader as well. And none of his new responsibilities comes with a plan to help him deal with his own wildly unstable emotions.
On the plus side, he has new allies. Fourteen year old Kellen is firmly in Tarriq's corner and shaping up to be a force to be reckoned with. Annika Surazi, the Chairman of the sub-city, is definitely on board. And Larqissa, the grandmother Tarriq thought deceased, is supporting him fully.
The problem is that none of these positives are helping Tarriq find the stability he desperately craves when all of them are trying to pull him in different directions. All of which are also pulling him firmly out of his comfort zone. And he's about to find out just how bad it can get.
Grave Omens
Cassius is one of Kamai’s elite- a treasured thrall to the city’s leader, his position is envied by all. Few know the truth of his tasks, his power… and the torment he suffers to maintain peace in the city.
When he receives orders to deal with Raielle Ascelin, a vampire who threatens the city’s hierarchy, Cass finds not all is what it seems in Sector 8. Rai gives him a choice: remain under the control of an unforgiving owner, or risk everything- his only friend, his purpose, his very life- to become his own master.
Drawn into a war centuries in the making, Cass has to decide how far he is willing to go to discover the true depths of his power… and how much he is willing to sacrifice to save a decaying world.
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The Ravening
I had no idea why the panicked witches marked me at first.
But it didn't take me long to realize I'd been sacrificed to assuage the hunger of an insatiable incubus. A man sentenced to haunt the world as a demon with a ravening hunger for human women.
He won't leave me alone.
How can I escape someone whom I can't even see, until he's inside me? I can't touch, until he's already feeling me. No one can see him but me.
I can't make him stop. And the longer this goes on the less sure I am that I want it to.