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    2026 Anthology - Horizons and Unspoken - Week One **NOW LIVE**

    By Valkyrie

    It's heeeeerrrrrrreeeee.... We've been anticipating these stories all year, and now it's time to release the Kraken!  Uh... anthology stories.  With two themes this year - Horizons and Unspoken- we had several authors take up the challenge and write stories for both themes.   So, without further ado, enjoy this week's anthology stories!  Don't forget to react, comment, and leave a review! The anthology will post over several weeks, so if your story is not listed here, fear not! 
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Busted chapter 22

[in which Joe gets yelled at. I keep waiting for someone who's really a cop to tell me exactly how wrong this all is -- I've been winging it on common sense and chutzpah so far. I really, really hope the stats I'm pulling out of the air are wildly overstated for dramatic reasons too]   Joe walked back to the rec room to see if there was anything else that Steve needed. Joe wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do. He felt numb and sick. His empty stomach hurt. His throat hurt.   Steve was

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TheZot

Busted chapter 21

[i'll warn that things get a bit unpleasant in this one. I can't judge how bad, relative to the norm for the genre since I don't usually read this sort of stuff]   Chris was speechless as Joe went into the room. Joe and Billy O'Malley being related wasn't anything that'd even occurred to him. The last names were different. Joe was slender while Billy was built like a fat biker. Joe was sophisticated and clever and attractive

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TheZot

Busted chapter 20

[Ah, poor Joe. I've figured out the second plot. Bwahahahahahaha! *cough*]   Joe parked on the street behind Steve's car, his little silver coup looking very out of place on the dingy corner. It wasn't one of the better parts of town, all old multi-story brick buildings that had been built back when this was the center of everything, before cars and the suburbs had killed it.   The sign next to the door just said "Johnson House", and gave no indication what was inside. Joe opened it. Waiting

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TheZot

Diabetes

Being a diabetic can be fun. I was diagnosed as a type 2 a few years ago. I had one of my normal checkups today. It seems I'm moving towards becoming a type 1. It would seems that the oral meds I take aren't doing the job they should be. Besides the oral meds I take, I've also been taking a couple of different injections, mainly at night.   As far as my daily activities. There are days I spend most of my time in my office working instead of on the production floor with my staff. I also try to

TalonRider

TalonRider

Busted chapter 19

[short, but it seems important. Not sure why. This, for the record, is the spot where I had to stop and make a note of all the characters that had shown up so far and what they did...]   Thursday morning Joe was digging through quarterly employee reviews. His office door was closed and his desk was piled with papers and empty coffee cups. Dave Brubeck was playing softly on the stereo in the corner. The electronic twiddle of his phone caught him by surprise. He'd told his assistant he wasn't su

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TheZot

it's 2:42 am...

... do you know where your husband is? Or better yet, do you know where mine is?   So my Sweetie is in bed sleeping again, and my Luvuh just bailed on me for warmer, cushier places that provide rest, and my Angel has long since been snoozing and here I am up and all alone... *sigh*   I have the next two days off and I'm not working superbowl so that's awesome!   I got a letter from Tobi today I miss him, but he seems like he's doing really well and gonna be done soon and missing us li

viv

viv

Busted chapter 18

[Right, this is where we find that my exposure to firing ranges is almost entirely through cop shows and Mythbusters]   Tuesday evening Joe dashed out of work late. It was 6:30 and he had to meet Steve at the range for seven. There wasn't time for him to get home and change, so he was stuck dressed for work. He was pretty sure a suit wasn't appropriate dress to go learn how to shoot things, but he didn't have a whole lot of choice.   The firing range was in a nondescript brick building by an

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TheZot

It's not you; it's me

So I've been thinking a lot about the qualities and characteristics I require in someone before I have a serious relationship with them and I've come to an unfortunate conclusion...I'm impossibly picky. I mean basically my criteria are such that they have to be impossibly gorgeous, brilliant, witty, and morally virtuous. All without being vain, condescending, mean, or holier-than-thou. They also need to be suitably unconventional, easy going and all around non-stodgy, and WANT me without N

AFriendlyFace

AFriendlyFace

Four more weeks

I went to an orthopedic surgeon on Tuesday and he said to come back in four weeks, not to do any exercises or physical exertion, and definitely don't go to work. Four more weeks of doing what I've been doing for the last four weeks, except not going to physical therapy. Rest my wrist for four weeks. If it's not better, then he'll do an MRI and see if there's a tear that needs to be repaired.   The long and short of it is that I'm very depressed, so depressed I'm actually trying to remember to

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Busted chapter 17

[Writing things like this on the train is a really surreal experience. I think I won't do that again -- it's tough enough to get past the puritan mores and write it in the first place. Luckily for me I was wearing a heavy jacket... (And yes, Joe gets laid, so be warned. Or encouraged. Whatever)]   Joe should have gone out to the club. He knew he ought to. He could dance. He could laugh. He could see Alex.   And that was why he didn't.   Guilt had gnawed at him ever since he'd left Steve Ru

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TheZot

Busted chapter 16

[you know it's not going to be this easy. Be honest. You know that. This was originally chapter 15, but I needed a flashback, so it isn't]   Toby's scream brought Chris to his feet. The boy was lying on the ground on the other side of the pool, holding his knee and crying. Chris crossed the distance in four strides, almost falling himself as he ran on the hot concrete patio blocks that ringed the pool. He was there in seconds, cradling Toby as he cried.   "Sh, sh, it's okay. Papa's here, To

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TheZot

morning

My professor of literature and the occult, Dr Heim, died this past weekend, may he rest in peace. He knows now the truth of what he spent most of his life seeking out.   In the meantime, I have a new professor, with a very different attitude about how to run the class. Dr. Heim had an awesome policy: tardy? what is that? Attendance? -bleh, people come or they don't thats their business and what matters is if they know the material come exam time... which is also their business. My new professo

Demetz

Demetz in Demetz

Finally! A Fairy Tale!

Well, I did actually manage to write something for the Fairy Tale Anthology. I had given up completely last week--after trying for MONTHS to come up with something. I had lots of ideas that seemed good initially, but when I tried to actually write them I couldn't get anything to work. So I gave up. Decided to just throw in the towel and not worry about it.   Yeah...right. Don't even ask me how many assignments I didn't complete when I was in school. I was one of those hopelessly geeky

Luc

Luc

Busted chapter 15

[This is a flashback. It needs a good transition into it, but it doesn't have one right now]   Nine year old Chris Gagnon huddled under his blanket. It was partly because even in Arizona, April nights were cold. It was partly because he was a little afraid of his dad, who was drunker than normal. But it was mostly because it was 9:30 and past his bedtime, and he still had eight pages of the newest Alpha Flight comic to read.   It wasn't the really newest issue, but it was the newest one he c

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TheZot

Impossible? Maybe, maybe not

Ok, so I know I haven't been very active lately, but that's because I've been working on a few writing projects and doing some planning for the next couple of years. Yes, I said years. I have a goal in mind, and I need to give myself a lot of time to achieve it.   Reader: So, Nick, what kind of goal takes two years? Me: Becoming a published author Reader: (Snickers)But Nick, you can't even get yourself Hosted at Gay Authors....how the hell are you going to be published at all, let alone in t

NickolasJames8

NickolasJames8


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