big city - Stories

Coach Hunt ate in comfortable silence. Sterling had the ability to stand so still, people would easily forget he was there at all. The master’s thoughts wandered and took him back to the night before. It was like a movie playing in his mind. He saw himself looking down at Lance’s face as they stood at the foot of his bed. The bedroom was quiet and his whisper had filled the space. Coach Hunt reached for the button on Lance’s jeans.

"Hang on." He said and he reached down and undid his laces and pulled his work boots off. “I want to make out first.”

A High-Octane Thrill Ride Through the Streets of Moscow

In the frozen, neon-drenched heart of Moscow, where the roar of engines echoes through the night and fortunes are won or lost on a single race, a new king of the asphalt is about to be crowned.

Max must confront the shadows of his own past while preparing for a final, explosive showdown that will decide who truly rules the night.

Strap in. Hold on. The race is just beginning.

Beneath the golden sun, four souls tread softly on the sands of time. Reginald, with his piercing ice-blue gaze, leads the pact alongside Alexander, whose eyes hold the depth of the Nile. Omar’s silhouette, a slender beacon amidst the dunes, and Kareem, a titan against the horizon, complete this band of brothers.