Stories

When my best friend asks me to help her boyfriend experiment sexually, I'm not on board. Obviously. They say your college years should be the time to have fun and do stupid stuff. Live, laugh, love and all.

But that always seemed too careless for me. Sue me for being cautious! Unlike others, I do think about the consequences.

I will do my best to resist. Even if his magnetic eyes make me lose my sense of self-control. It's going to be the hardest thing to deal with in my life, but I'll fight it. Because it's my heart I'm trying to protect.

The story about the VUN continues. The knowledge about the vampires is now known more in the world. George vanishes.

Marcus Valerius Pulcher, a Roman noble raised on music rather than war, is sent to Germania’s raw frontier under the ambitious governor Varus. There he meets Ingomar, a Cherusci warrior, and finds something neither of them has words for, something a cithara, a hidden grove, and two empires’ worth of duty were never meant to allow.

But peace on this frontier is a fragile, borrowed thing. Warnings go unheeded. Confidence curdles into catastrophe. And as history’s most infamous ambush gathers in the forest ahead, Marcus and Ingomar must decide what love is actually worth paying for.

One year. That’s all I have left with Flynn Calloway, my best friend, linemate, secret love of my life, and the only person who ever actually gave a damn about me. After that, life and our NHL careers will tear us apart and I lose it all. I intend to fully live out our last season playing college hockey together.

Too bad his twin, River, hates my guts and has other plans. Now it’s even harder to hide my sexuality and bad habits. And if watching the love of my life with the love of his isn’t bad enough I have to deal with River’s hatred in the background. Without Fly as the buffer between us what will we become.

Under Don't Ask, Don't Tell, Benjamin and Alexander built a life behind the word roommate. Afghanistan cost them the rest of it. Now, every evening at dusk, Benjamin sits by a river with the only photograph of the day he let himself be seen.

He kept the photograph. The river keeps the rest.

Noah Hampton and Ash Reeves have history; bad blood, shared secrets, and too many memories they never finished dealing with.

The football player and the musician. They aren’t friends. They aren’t lovers. They are just two people who know exactly how to get under each other's skin, and into each other's pants.

It was only supposed to be sex but turns into something addictive and consuming. Nothing stays simple forever and “casual” has a shelf life. How much damage are they willing to do pretending it isn’t more?

A spicy gay football drama.

Nos is half human, half vampire, and 100% stressed out. At school, he’s surrounded by purebred vampires who never let him forget he’s different. But then he’s struck with the Change, and Nos’s looks are enhanced. You’d think being easy on the eyes would make his fated match happy, but his destined partner doesn’t trust pretty faces. Just how does one seduce a cambion?

Seventeen years ago, Tyler was Martin’s high school drama club rival, accusing him of stealing the role he deserved. Now in their 30s, Martin has no interest in reconnecting with the guy who made his school years miserable. But when their employers team up to create a theater program for underprivileged youth, Martin and Tyler are forced to work together. It doesn’t help that Tyler is still cute as hell.

As old rivalries give way to some kind of friendship, Martin is plagued by painful memories of the past—and increasingly aggressive fantasies about his former nemesis. Have these theater nerds grown up at all?

Nearly divorced and miserable, twenty-five-year-old Wyatt Whitaker is a self-destructive force to be reckoned with. Fresh out of vet school, he’s already stretched thin between building his practice, helping his little brother cope with PTSD, and an inability to say no to anything that needs saving.

Taking in a gay nineteen-year-old-runaway he nearly ran over in a rainstorm shouldn’t complicate any of that.

Right?