Benjamin took the blanket with him as James drove them both back to the Wendell residence. As Ben stared out of the passenger side window, blue eyes swollen and listless against cutting white streetlights in the early sunset, James felt as cruel and ancient as ever behind the wheel of his spotless luxury vehicle. Keeping his eyes on the road was tough, as hi...
{Author's Note: I intended this to be a single story, but decided to add a second part, as a conclusion of the evening. Which is why they are both short.} * I saw the ad a few times before. "Curious?" Then simply "M/M" and an email address. For once, I decided to respond since I was most definitely "curious." A simple word, "Yes," and a little-used email a...
copyright 2007 by Sedonia Guillone "Hey, Paul, will you photograph me?" Paul froze. He clutched his towel and stopped in mid-rub of his wet hair. The room filled with silence, the only sound, the evening spring rain that pelted the living room window. Slowly, he lowered the towel, turned, and looked at Carlo. Large brown eyes watched him from under a thi...
Sitting at my desk that rainy, grey Thursday afternoon, I wondered what the point of it all was. I mean, really...how many times did this one short communication need to be tweaked before it was ready for publishing? A short memo about new parking passes had been back and forth for edits over 8 times at this point. Changes here, changes there. One more chang...
Kalren and Aru had had a fine time with Palehoof; it was extraordinary. The week went on as any other marvelous week with the two lovers, until the daily routine was interrupted by a knock on their door. "Who is there?" Aru answered, opening the door. There were three Orcs standing on the threshold. The first was tall, lean but muscular, with handsome fea...
:: Robby :: He was going to die. He was going to die and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to save him. I glared across the moonlight-mottled expanse of warehouse space, desperately fighting the trembles of fear that were coursing through my body and causing my .38 to waver from its shadowed target. Nothing in all the years of my police officer training...
Hey guys! I decided to write something different. One of my Dom friend requested that i write her a fanfic, so here i am. For those of you who don't know, Dramatical Murder is a gay yaoi game where the main character Aoba and his dog Ren face difficulties and also, lots and lots of sex. Ren is a robot dog in simple terms, with an incredibly deep voice. He...
I picked Damon up and walked to my chained section of wall. I grabbed my things below it and turned towards the door. This place had been be-spelled in very deep and very powerful magic, the same as mine. So, only one person could do this, my twin brother. He was probably trapped in his own darkness just like he had done to me. He had really wanted to keep...
(Author's Note: This story was originally written under the name Mychael Black.) * One thousand and I didn't look a day over twenty-five. No wrinkles, no gray hairs. Just a few scars from a life long-passed. They were faded reminders of battles fought and won. Well, most of them had been won. The last? It was what put me here, on the road to eternal life....
I was working from home when the doorbell rang. It was Ken, a friend of my oldest son, a guy he'd played basketball with in high school. He was wearing a suit and tie. I wasn't sure what he was doing here. My son had his own place now. "Hey Ken," I said. "You looking for Brian?" Ken shook his head. "Came to talk to you, actually." "OK," I said, and opened...