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When I was nineteen, I was still a virgin. I’d kissed and rolled around some, but I’d never found anyone I felt connected to enough to go beyond a certain point. Or rather, at a certain point when a guy wanted to go father, it began to feel uncomfortable to me. I wanted more than just an experience, I wanted magic. I was just finishing up my shift at the diner, exhausted from my long hours on my feet. As I was wiping down the counter, the bell on the door jingled, signaling a new customer.

In this short historical gay romance, Gabriel Harris a tall lean good looking young man filled with dreams and a thirst for adventure. Tired of the monotony of his midwestern home in the 1890s, he yearned for something more. One fateful evening, he made the daring decision to run away, leaving behind his family and the familiar comforts of his small town.

Moving into Crestwood College felt like stepping into a whirlwind. In the old Gothic ivy covered Morgan Hall, two new roommates meet, Ethan, a passionate young artist, and Liam, a dedicated swimmer, navigate the complexities of friendship and desire. Their connection deepens through late-night conversations, shared dreams, and unspoken feelings.

In the vibrant chaos of college life, shy, nerdy Alex sharing a small apartment with Jake, the irresistible jock whose charm is matched only by his insatiable appetite. Their friendship blossoms over late-night cooking sessions and playful secret games, but everything changes one fateful evening.

When very tall lanky basketball star Jake Anderson met pint-sized artist Noah Carter at their college's freshman mixer, it seemed like a true case of opposites attracting. Jake towered over most, but the top of Noah's head barely reached his shoulders. Despite their notable height difference, the two bonded instantly over shared love of art, movies, and their not-so-secret sweet tooth for cookies. While Jake was all long limbs clumsily taking up space, Noah was a whirlwind of energy packed into a tiny frame.

It was not my intention to end up in bed with a British lord, especially when he was someone else’s boyfriend. But I was only 24 and on my own in London, and…well…one thing lead to another. When a handsome, suave gay aristocrat with a family castle and a fabulous townhouse in Belgravia with lots of charm and lots of wine wants to cross the bounds of friendship and the buttons and zips of your clothes…and you are very young and blond and not as sophisticated as you think you are…you soon discover what happens in movies and books is not how things happen in real life.

*Note: this is a prequel related to the Devil & Angel stories. Tall, dark and devilishly handsome footman Kent Lynch takes the new hall-boy, young comely Gavin under his wing… brooding his with instruction in his duties and methods, and giving him discipline when needed, which Gavin quite enjoys. In the grand, bustling halls of Westbury Estate, a tale of forbidden love and unexpected connection unfolds. At the center of this story are Kent, a seasoned and disciplined servant, and Gavin, a young hall boy whose arrival at the estate brightens footman Kent Lynch's days… and nights.

One night at a dinner party, when Peter meets charming and opinionated Carter, sparks fly in more ways than one. Their undeniable chemistry soon lead to a captivating exploration as handsome stylish Carter freely offers his sharp-tongued critiques and playful commentary, challenging Peter in ways he's never experienced. But far from being offended, Peter finds himself enthralled by Carter's confidence and unfiltered honesty.

Handsome gay collage hockey player defenseman Braden Kimmel is a shy guy, whose best friend gets him to post himself on the hook up site: WINK, where he meets a cute quirky young Sam Morgan an aspiring comedian. Sam knows other about the sport, but they end up enjoying playing with each other one night... but as they get intimate he finds Braden using hockey play terms at various intimate moments... which he thinks is hilarious. He uses this story in his new act. Braden loves to laugh and soon loves Sam too. He was only looking for a hook up but finds himself wanting more.

In 1953, in Dustville, a trio of young, handsome country boys—brothers: Silver and Oakley James and their friend Bucket Tillman—set out to make their mark on the music scene. With their tight harmonies and undeniable charm, they quickly capture the hearts of fans and industry insiders alike. As they embark on a whirlwind tour, they face the challenges of fame, the thrill of performing, and the complexities of love and friendship.

I remember the day Jim stumbled into our drama class—a tall, blonde, handsome straight jock with an easy smile and a confident stride and seemingly not much acting ability. But this cocky guy turned out to be full of surprises, and I found myself irresistibly drawn to him, but at first I felt I hade to hide my crush, but now Jimmy and I are roommates—and more.

Blake has moved from London, England to London, Ohio. He is living with his recently widowed grandmother, helping her for now. As Blake explores his new town and the area, he finds a lovely Tudor styled library, and along with all it contains he finds Randy, a charming young librarian! But how to approach him?

In this series of stories, you will encounter attractive actors, stunning fashion models, handsome artists, a suave British aristocrat, the activist and founder of a London gay paper, and a charismatic and very persistent millionaire. Also there are some really fantastic kissers! I mean exceptionally good!

It is a risky romantic gamble to get together with someone who has been a friend for years…but then again, sometimes the circumstances are such that suddenly you find yourself exchanging luscious kisses and the romance roulette wheel is spinning….Before I first met Douglas I was told he was an Angel. Looked like an Angel… My painting instructor had him in her class and she was giving me a ride to college and as we got close beside the art museum, without taking her hands off the wheel of the car she nodded toward the tall, slender, very blond youth.

No one at theater school knew Martin was rich, not at first, not for most of the many weeks we learned and acted together…not until after the final three act plays were performed—then Michael had a cast party. Why and how I was part of this sparkling older group, I am not sure…. Looking back, I am realizing how exceptional it was that I was included and invited along…. I was a few years younger, which can be a big difference…. I was a kind of mascot, I guess…. I was in love with Kirby and didn’t realize until later he and Martin had been lovers for a while.

On my very first afternoon of moving in to live in the grand London mansion, I wasn’t expecting to be kissed.... Well, I was by my millionaire boyfriend, but certainly not by his butler! Right in the blue dressing room, Peters, the seemingly proper English butler, kissed me full on, with tongue! I returned downstairs to my love-struck millionaire Henry Alden who was waiting for me with cocktail in hand, ready to pour one for me, which I now really needed. I didn't say anything about the kiss, I had only just arrived and I certainly didn’t want to begin by causing a scene.

At the Rainbow Ranch in Sundown Valley, Cowboy Cole seemed like a jar of cider that had been screwed tight so long it had turned hard, alcoholic, and highly intoxicating. As a result, the lid was ready to pop off, and now neither Cole nor I knew what was next…but he had a feeling of quiet excitement…like a dog let off his leash…and so did I. It felt like both of us were a loaded pair of six guns in unpredictable hands….

One afternoon, out of the blue, there was Peter with the smooth toned swimmers body...full lush lips, speaking of sensational kissing - in the literal meaning of sensational...and of kissing...How I met Peter Paterson was kind of cute...like a meet-cute in a movie script...It was at a old time Greenwich village gay piano bar known as The Duplex with a long bar and piano downstairs and a small cabaret space upstairs...One day I was there in there late afternoon, which was unusual, I don’t remember exactly why, killing time before meeting a friend probably.

While the man who’d brought me to Florida was on his own adventures, I found my way to some gay dance bar. Being as shy as I generally am, I am not sure how I got to dancing with the tall cute guy. He must have asked me, because like I said, I’m shy. Drinking generally makes me even more shy. However, it happened, in the way meetups in clubs do. Attraction met attraction, and late that night, out of the club we went. With me ultimately ending up on a side street in the backseat of his car, heatedly exchanging kisses with this incredibly gorgeous college boy until dawn.

Brandan Fielding looked like a tall, skinny schoolboy who’d escaped from a Dickens novel when I met him at the Salisbury, Leicester Square - a Ye Olde Pub in the book/theater district. A historic pub, the Salisbury isn't strictly gay, but at certain times it seems to have a high tide of thirsty gay men. I was charmed by its interior opulence of etched and polished glass and carved woodwork, and I was hoping there would be charming English men, too. Our eyes met in warm understanding of attraction. I learned his name was Brandan Fielding (very Dickens).