Stories

Donovan, a one time promising baseball star, enjoys his life and his close friends. After almost a decade of trying to forget his past, he's wrangled into joining a summer co-ed men's baseball league. That's when he meets Shane, a jerk with a great ass. They don't get off get off to a good start but will they be able to overcome their differences?

Arad Ansari is a homeless street slug in the Grey District A-5 colony. Work is hard to come by and he has to compete with the animal/human hybrids called DemiShou, forcing him to make his way in less than savory methods. Getting off-planet sounds like a godsend, but fate has a way of complicating the best opportunities of a man with little luck.

Pose, composure, aloofness.

Envy breathes perfection. He spends every second in a quest for this single, unattainable goal. But perfection never lasts for a mortal. Time swallows all and turns beauty to dust. His way out of the abyss is Siccu, who encompasses all Envy craves. If he could just convince him that he is ready, perfect, good enough, everything he ever wanted would come true. Siccu would become his.

If it were not for Siccu's obsession with a mercenary and his pet boytoy, he would already have what he craves. He sees only one way out: To destroy what has taken his master's eyes off of him.

Noom has to die.

One last journey to the outskirts of nowhere.

Dustin Smith isn't looking for love. He feels trapped in the black hole that is life in the Valley. Will he find light in the darkness, or will the darkness consume him?

Anton comes to town to find someone and involves Patrick. Adam is ask to serve a summons only to find himself involved in a mistaken identity. Lies smothers the truth as relationships hang in the balance.

A prince travels fierce territory to win support for his claim to the throne. But with his heart caught between two men, can he retain his focus?

One ditching and one rescue later, Hayden discovers the use of a telephone isn’t the only offer that’s on the table…

Johnny Storm/Daken Akihiro.

I can’t say how long I’ve wanted this, his lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth. And even as I’m thinking it, I can’t be sure if this is something I actually want or something he’s making me want. I try not to care, try to just ignore it, because he’s beautiful. He’s beautiful and terrible in the way of a massive thunderstorm, or a tidal wave, or another destructive force of nature. If I want him because he wants me to want him, I think I can live with that.

A new place brings more than Steven bargains for.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that Geralt of Rivia will plough anything with breasts. This is not entirely correct. As it happens, breasts are optional. Yours truly, Dandelion the bard, knows this both from first hand accounts, and from . . . personal experience. The following manuscript is, of course, for my own eyes only.