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BLACK MOON Book Three Can be read as a stand-alone. A mating bond is Goddess' blessing, something pure and perfect but what if a mating bond is not enough? It's been ten years since Danny, born in the hunter's clan, was rescued from his abusive family and adopted by the Beta of the Black Moon Pack. Raised among werewolves in the packhouse full of true mates, Danny is enchanted with the concept of finding a soulmate, a person created only to love and cherish him. The Goddess seems to show him her blessing because at the age of 24 Danny is found by his true mate. Believing that this is the beginning of dream come true he moves to his mate's pack. Brandon is a promising warrior, the Howl Pack is an ally of the Black Moon Pack and true mates always love each other so what actually can go wrong? But what was supposed to be the beginning of a fairytale turns out to be the beginning of a nightmare. Be careful what you wish for, because you may actually get it. Ten years ago, once a merciless and feared hunter of his clan, Terry Nightingale disappeared and was slowly forgotten. Unrecognized, he now works in the bar close to the Howl Pack, keeping to himself with the intention to stay away from trouble for the rest of his life. Until one night he responds to an unexpected cry for help. From that night there is no turning back and Terry has to deal not only with the consequences of his decision, his past knocking, and upcoming danger but also with letting someone in and opening his heart, a heart he locked years ago. The Howl Pack was in peace for ten years and that is about to change... MY THIRD BOOK, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. TWO STORYLINES: GAY ROMANCE AND FOSTER FAMILY RELATIONS. HEAVY AND SENSITIVE TOPICS ARE MENTIONED AND DESCRIBED. NONE OF THE PICTURES USED IN THE BOOK IS MINE.

The world has not been kind to me, but that's okay. I don't need to live in luxury or comfort. My only purpose, my only goal, is to protect my children and give them the life I never had. I don't know how much longer I can keep them safe, though. The walls I've built for us are closing in, my efforts are in vain, and I'm not strong enough to help them much longer. I pray my son will be able to use what I've taught him to keep them alive. And protect them from the wolves that can't seem to leave us be. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #1 in "Werewolves" #1 in "Pups" #1 in "Omega" #1 in "AlphaxOmega" #1 in "Omegaverse" #1 in "Loss" #1 in "Soulmates" #1 in "Wolves" #1 in "BoyLove" #2 in "ManxMan" #3 in "BxB" #1 in "Hurt" #5 in "Alpha" #4 in "MxM" #4 in "Gay" #4 in "Shifter" #12 in "Werewolf" #10 in"BoyxBoy"

Ilsa, one of the three demon princes in Caelestes (The Demon Realm), decides to flee his home realm in search of freedom from his life of seclusion, mistreatment, and imprisonment. Ilsa quickly realized that he was not in the realm he intended to be in at all when he was almost immediately discovered... Not all hope was lost, however, because Ilsa found himself being offered a mutually beneficial arrangement--a marriage with the king of vampires, Cassian Elynbrigge. It worked out perfectly. Ilsa needed protection from his father, and what better protection than a kings army? Ilsa had been alone for millennia, and the idea of settling down with someone was appealing, and it wasn't like he had tons of experience talking to people given that he'd been secluded his entire life. It helped that said king was incredibly attractive, and treated him better than he'd ever been treated before. With the future spanning in front of him with infinite possibilities and the past looming behind him like a phantom, Ilsa comes to find the one thing he'd always wanted: somewhere to belong. [𝑂𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝐴𝑙𝑝ℎ𝑎/𝑂𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝐷𝑦𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑐𝑠] ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ 𝐶𝑜𝑝𝑦𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 © 2022 𝑏𝑦 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝐴𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 (𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟) 𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑.

Blood suckers? Fiction? Well it would be in our generation, but before just humans, there were Vampires. And humans were slaves. Yes, slaves. In the world of Jezzabelle Jackson, everyone she's known have been nothing but slaves. Just like the rest of the humans she's seen come and go through cells and other places she's been kept chained up. In her life it was always just her and her little sister trying to stick together long enough to survive. Her sister is the only person she was willing to sell herself for in a snap ever since their parents passed. And that's exactly how this story happened between her and the vampire king. Let's just say this book isn't called the vampire kings slave for no reason. Phoenix Diamond, the most powerful vampire who is in need of more slaves in his castle just happens to stop by an auction where a certain loud mouth human slave was arguing with his guards over the fact that they were going to sell her 9 year old sister to some perverted old man vampire in the village by the castle. Seeing how much fight she put in for this little girl, the vampire king saw something different about this crazy girl who was never going to back down from a fight with the guards, a spark ignited in him about this strange human slave that lead him to stand up and personally chose her and her sister to be his slaves in his castle. But does being his personal slave turn into something more personal? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Ranking: #1 Vampire and human (1/24/22) #2 Human slave (1/24/22) #2 Vampire king (6/6/19)

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐭 __ Everything was wrong with Kort the second he came out of the womb. Prone to sickness and sensitive to blood. Small and primarily submissive. He was everything his father feared for a vampire heir. For a son in general. But with the unconditional love from his twin brother, Kort still found himself being normal like every other creature around him. That was until he became bound to the wheelchair and everyone he knew ignored his existence. Having nothing to do but remain locked up in his coven's walls, Kort finds his one escape from the reality he lives in. Stone, the Army Chief. A mage with a will of a god - the power of one too. He's everything Kort fears but still he yearns for the warrior's attention. For the touch of the warrior. A love so forbidden for the young vampire turns into something precious and 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚.

Gwen's just waiting in disgust for the day she'll get bought by a vampire. The day she'll get a master of her own like all the other humans who have been sold. ~ The Pet Shop is founded and run by vampires, who take whoever person - human - they want from their homes to sell. Unfortunately Gwen was one of them at the early age of 15. Three years later she still hasn't been bought. ~ So the question is; Will he be a good one or a bad one?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

{EDITING PROCESS} *BOOK ONE OF TWO* When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town. She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time? Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says. Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again. But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection? What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him? Luckily he would do the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know." "I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face. "No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer. "What you are, is the love of my life...."