Stories

My random writings that i actually didnt burn after writing.

Men are like flowers. They are bound to grow. However, not all seeds spring at the same time. Some lie dormant in the ground for another long and cold winter. A tale about the prince who never matured.

The father of a young man becomes desperate when his son ends up in a life-threatening situation

Maurice has been watching the world go by, living vicariously through others. He's content with that, isn't he?

Another episode from the files of Detective Gennaro Saggio. Labor Day has come and gone with no crime perpetrated with the detective in mind. Mid-October, however, well, that is an entirely different story.

Four years after the death of his boyfriend, Mitchell is still not ready to see anyone new.

What a strange way to meet your dream guy.

Matthew dreams that he is recruited as an Angel of Death.

A military private must hold back the power of elite psionicists.

Stephen met his gaze for the briefest of seconds, dark eyes looking back at him. They were the exact opposite of his own, which were of such a light blue that they were almost grey. The man gave Stephen a half smile and said, ‘Excuse me,’ as he walked past.

He was by far the most gorgeous person Stephen had ever seen.

A side piece to Storms.