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Like father like son - in most ways but one. Alone on a bench on Christmas Eve, can a stranger help John to see the light?

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Some faery tales start with a kiss; some end with a kiss. They all take place in a perfect world. Well, if you don't count the wicked step-mother and the prince-eating dragon. This is my version of a modern faery tale. There are no wicked step-mothers nor prince-eating dragons, but not everything is exactly perfect either. And it all starts with a kiss...

In this follow-up to Sparkling Combustion, Jeremy’s tale is told. In the aftermath of losing the object of his interest to another, Jeremy begins a slow decline. Now it is summer and Jeremy has become a social-recluse. He will have to face the past that haunts him if he is to recover, and if he is to let anyone in to see the person behind the confidence and apparent joy.

Note: This story, while a sequel to Sparkling Combustion, Can be read by itself with ease.

Rick really isn't interested in the stunningly perfect Andre. Really.

Gabriel is a remote, successful man and Sahyl is a warm loving person but they create explosions between the sheets. Too bad Gabriel has something against falling in love, and too bad Sahyl can't seem to make himself stop. So Sahyl does the logical thing, he breaks it off before he can get too hurt.

A story of a boy who never seems to be happy. He hates Mother, Father, and himself. A Melancholy soul though he’s always been, he can’t seem to catch a break. He can’t even bring himself to let in the boy he likes, the boy who might have waited for far too long. This is the story of a day in his life.

Love returned. Love rejected. Ecstasy and obsession.

You never know what is on someone's mind.


Nominated for Best Poem
2009 Gay Authors Readers' Choice Awards.
Republished 9/29/13

Love is a game for two. That is why most games are more fun with more than two players.