This was a very nice, engaging and rather quiet story. Not at all what I expected from the blurb, which was a positive surprise. It was low on the sex, more a story about Luke's journey to finding himself. He lost his apartment, had no money but overbearing relatives. To escape moving back in wit...
Such was the tradition, as it had been for as long as the family records existed. Every third generation, on the eve of the eldest son's eighteenth birthday, a fairy would appear and grant the boy a wondrous magical gift. No one knew why, but it was said that my great ancestors had helped the fai...
Like one of the beautiful statues that peppered the city in museums and landmarks, of pharaohs and the highborn lords of ancient Kemet. Teka knew that the ancient pharaohs probably hadn't actually looked like that. The sculptors had taken artistic liberties, aiming for an exaggerated aesthetic th...
Like a demon on his chest, suffocating him. Cohen pushed away the blankets, desperately tearing at his shirt, trying to get free, but to no avail. He lay in bed, staring at the darkness above him, listening to the thud of his heart beat in his ears. He had to get it off. Carefully, so as not to w...
He was stuck on repeat, but his mind wasn't allowing him to produce proper sentences. His aunts always made him feel this way. Chatting away together, making him unable to speak or even think. Suddenly a new voice interrupted them. "Are you having a party, Luke? Or—oh." Luke turned in relief to s...