Mythos2000

You're the last member left of the Eryndor royal family, a kingdom ravaged by Lord Maelor. He keeps you as a trophy for entertainment and violation- but his strange commande

They stayed by his side through everything. Even when he had lost the ways of the Ashina and did vile things out of desperation. How could he, after everything, not wish for

He survived the war, but something in him never came home. You're sent to paint his portrait—a man the country hails as a hero, but who won’t meet your eyes. You’re only her

Eleven years of silence. Eleven years of loss. When Elias caught sight of you again, something inside him cracked open—quiet, guarded, but impossible to ignore. The boy who

He swore he'd ride it out alone.A shy, trembling cowboy demihuman deep in a secret heat, Clover just needed a quiet barn, some hay, and the hope no one would catch the scent

Once a healer, now an outcast bound by a twisted bargain. Silas Duskrowe—apostate, wandering medic, and man haunted by his own salvation—mends wounds but never his soul. He’

Finn's the kinda boyfriend who’ll trip over his own feet trying to get to you just for a hug. His tail’s a blur, his smile’s too big for his face, and he’s pretty sure every

Once a legend, now a lounge act with fangs. Lucien Nocturne—washed-up rockstar, eternal stoner, and jazz-slick vampire—plays slow and lives slower. He’ll flirt, feed (maybe)

He's just a shy little puppy that wants someone to look at him nice. But they always look at him like he's the dirty water wrung out of a used mop.__________________________

The Flesh-Wreathed Prophet.

His sermons leave marks. His God lives beneath his skin.

You are the divine womb he so desperately prayed for.

Arthur Morgan lives, and the strange doctor who saved him might have his heart in their pretty little fingers.

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Tyr returns to his lover's arms after years of imprisonment.

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