Rosenkrantz

Thank you, as it's barely more than 1000 words and has garnered more feedback than any of my other stories, I definitely am proud, haha(:

I hadn't thought about it that way, but you're right. It's nice to think of Adam as an angel or some higher being that came down to be with Eli while he could. Kind of like Wings of Desire.

I'm flattered that my writing can get that kind of reaction, haha. Thank you.

Thank you(:

“Ryan.” Logan’s voice reverberated through my dream. We were walking through a field, well, I was walking, and Logan was riding on the back of a very large Mason. He was shirtless and sweaty, and he looked like an erotic Loki riding into battle on the back of Fenrir. He pulled me up to sit in front of him, caressing my sides with his large hands, leaning forward as if to kiss me, wiggling his finger into my bellybutton… Wait, what? “Ryaaaaan.” “Wha-ah! Stop it, stop it!” I was yanked from my

Beautiful story, I was terrified you were going to end it after the wedding. I'm so glad that Artie got his chance to get over bastard John and be happy.

Thank you! I get so nervous when I write intimate interactions, I'm glad it came across well.

He's from that area, but in my brain, they're in Colorado, haha.

Logan hadn’t brought up the prescription issue again, thankfully. Things had gotten easier between us, though. I came up and watched movies or TV with him almost every night now, though I vehemently refused to watch football with him again. I swear to god my heart just about gave out when the Texans got the winning touchdown and Logan bellowed and started racing around the living room doing wheelies and scaring the hell out of the cats. I caught him staring at me all the time now, as if he was

Amazing start, got me so hooked I wanted to cry when I realized it wasn't finished. Hopefully you'll find your way back to Nate and Will eventually, but in the meantime, I'll busy myself with the rest of your stories. You have amazing talent, thank you for sharing(:

Thanks! These guys just seem to flow from my fingers, it's almost hard to stop writing.

“Mason! Open the door!” I yelled, desperately trying not to drop the loads of grocery bags I had valiantly wrapped around my arms with a selfish wish to not make a return trip out into the burning heat. Bailey yipped at my feet, wagging her tail and holding her one little item happily between her teeth. I heard an answering bark inside, and the door swung open. I stumbled into the house and towards the kitchen. “Close the door, goddamnit!” Logan was being his usual cranky self, obviously. The

I settled down on the stool Adrai had set up. A few feet in front of me, he was pressing buttons on the HoloCom. I squirmed around on my seat. Shit I was nervous. “Is it done yet?” Adrai gave me a long suffering glare for my impatience and stood. “Yeah it’s just about there. Now settle down so it can scan you properly.” He pressed another button and a blue light shot out of the Com. “Eek!” “Stay still, Noah!” I grabbed the sides of the stool and held myself rigid. I watched the light in t

The symptoms started two years ago. I should have been more careful. My father had had it, so I should’ve known not to drink, not to do anything to further damage my brain. But I’d been careless. First I started getting insomnia. I wouldn’t sleep for days at a time, popping caffeine pills like candy and frustrating the hell out of Adam. Then I started hearing things. I’d be working at my desk, and someone would whisper into my ear. It wasn’t bad at first. Then the visions started. It got so t

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Thanks! I'll do my best(:

Thank you! Hopefully you'll get all your answers along the way.

Thanks so much. I post both stories on my blog, but everything usually goes up at the same time, sorry! I'm glad you like it so far though(:

The house I pulled up to looked nice. Like the pictures, at least, which was a good start. Half the other places I’d looked at barely habitable garbage dumps with no resemblance to the pictures I'd seen. Bailey jumped into my lap, smushing the paper I was holding and slobbering all over my face. “Bailey stop it!” I grabbed her nose and held it away, frowning as hard as I could into her big brown eyes. She didn't get it. She wriggled and yipped until she was free and flopped over, begging

Logan Rollins, a handsome, albeit cantankerous man, decides to rent out his useless basement rooms. Instead of the normal, out of the way college student he was expecting, he gets Ryan Graham, a psychology major with a list of problems a mile long.

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Thank you(:

Hey guys, Thank you for waiting so patiently. Also , thank you for all the wonderful comments and encouraging emails(: This chapter's extra long, so have fun. ****** The trip had gone without a hitch. Noah had stayed asleep the whole time, barely even twitching when we moved him. The ship was wide, with several floors for patients with different needs. We had been put into a large, long room, with the far facing wall completely made out of glass. For the duration of the trip, I sat in a

Wow. Honestly not surprised by the situation with JJ, but you still always leave my heart thumping like crazy. Another amazing chapter. I'm so worried about Brad and Robbie, because in the past, they've never worked well when they were seeing other people. Especially not when they were being secretive about it. And, I haven't seen Matt and Wade be much of a couple lately. I know this isn't really their story, at least not completely, but they still seem to be really good friends who have sex, rather than boyfriends who sincerely love each other. They don't interact a whole lot, and when they do, it's mainly about sex. I can tell they really care about each other, but I can see them easily being torn apart by Brad. Wade needs someone on his level, or above it. He has such a stressful life, but there's no one he can really count on to just take over for a bit so that he can relax. Matt can sooth his pains after the fact, but he can't really be there for Wade in any of the situations that Wade goes through. Brad could do all that. Then there's also the psychological remainders with Wade's dad and everything, Another point for Brad. Maybe not a healthy point, but I'm betting that's where Wade's need to be dominated comes from. Sorry if I analyzed wrong, just throwing my thoughts out there.