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Once upon a time, a King hides his treasure Princely son in a secret palace. He sets a tag for any man who wants to try and win his heart and half his kingdom to find the hidden prince. If a seeker fails, he must forfeit with his life. One beautiful young man is clever and determined to win the heart of the handsome hidden prince.

Once upon a long ago time, when clocks sometimes went to sleep and dreamed stories that became fairy tales told to children at bedtime, there lived a King known as Ramsey the Rapacious, whose sons were all fair of face and fine of limb; but the youngest was the fairest of all, this was Prince Simon, was so exceedingly handsome that the Sun herself, although she gazed down on him daily, she was still was enchanted every time Simon’s golden beauty came out into the her warm sunlight beams.

A king gets lost in a forest. In exchange for an old man’s help in guiding him home to his palace, the king lets his son grow up in the peasant's house. Years later, the young Prince, discovers the fate of the boy for whom he had been exchanged, so he develops a plan to save him. Neither handsome youth knowing that love might be found at the end of their complicated adventure.

This is a retelling of the Puss in Boots fairytale with a M/M update. I always thought this tale, in which the bossy feline orders the cute young miller's son to strip naked and jump in a river, was rather sexy...and still is. Only, this happy ending isn't just happy; it's gay!

This is a fairytale of two brothers: one fat and nasty, the other handsome and sweet. Their wicked greedy mother favors the older nasty son, and they both are cruel to young Jason. But one day, while fetching water from a fountain located at a distance, he has a magic encounter that leaves him remarkably changed. Later in the story, a lonely prince meets him and is charmed by his boyish beauty and sweetness, and his new magic power.

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.

Lindsey is blonde and beautiful and wants it all and more; she thinks she knows how to get everything if she plans just right. She knows how to make lists to help her every step of her successful life...but somehow, she is missing her ultimate happiness...searching for it could lead her to unexpectedly dark places.

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.

Grady Summerville is facing a slow and agonizing death, but has come to terms with his disease and doesn’t fear dying. However, fate has other ideas, presenting him with a future thanks to Max Steele. Grady owes his very life to Max, and as his health improves, finds himself falling head over heels with his savior. Max Steele has been forced to leave his pack and everyone he knows to move to the West Territory to be a blood donor for Grady. As tensions escalate between the two packs, Max finds his loyalty tested and is torn between following his alpha, or following his heart.

This time his Andy had to be back at his Air Force base in 24 hours. Roger thought to himself, 24 hours seems a lifetime. The handsome young soldier stood in the middle of Grand Central Station watching the hands move slowly on the grand gold clock atop the round information booth. He felt as if he was watching his life tick by...When your country is in a war, a world war; every day is a lifetime. It felt as if Roger had been waiting all his life to find a man to love him, indeed he had been. For men in the military to love was very secret and rare...

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.

Alexander Kingston wasn’t destined to lead the East Territory pack, but fate had other ideas. Becoming the next Alpha in his dead brother’s place and managing his father’s expectations is a challenge, one that’s only getting harder with time. Marrok Blain is part of the North Territory pack. With his unique knowledge of the Slow Death, the disorder that slowly kills with every shift, he offers help, knowing he’ll be met with resistance from his friend’s pack. What he doesn’t expect is the pull to the stubborn yet undeniably gorgeous son of the East Territory Alpha.

Mike liked to peek and peer at the dark side. There was no question he, from the safe distance of his computer screen, found titillation and strange enjoyment in looking at a variety of strange and disturbing images. That is, until one dark night, there was a knock at his door, and an unseen force entered, unseen at first…but before long, it manifested itself in physical form, a powerful, dark demon with hypnotic, jewellike eyes, small horns, and a long, slithery tail ending in a spike. Mike’s mouth twitched at the thought of what torturous delights might be inflicted on him.

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.

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).

Andrea grinned playfully when she talked about flirting with “the sandwich shop poet” as she called him. The same kind of grin I may have had when I began to flirt with him too. She had talked a lot about this really cute guy before I met him. So, he had quite a buildup in my mind, like a trailer for a movie…I was very curious to see how handsome this person was; Jamison Chevy, the very attractive young guy who was a waiter at Alvin’s a sandwich shop on the university campus.

This is a new collection of eight gay love stories. Some are a little spicy, some are extra-spicy, some are funny. You will encounter a male Goldilocks and boy bears, an incredibly beautiful alien, a step back to the 1950s, and, of course, a large cast of handsome guys looking for love and fun! Hopefully my stories will kindle a romantic spark or two, and perhaps a smile.