Jeff Morgan is about to get the education of a lifetime. . . At eighteen, Jeff Morgan is the quintessential all-American boy--blond, blue-eyed, and a star jock at his small Kansas high school. Enrolling at California State University-Polk, Jeff plans to become a writer. He also hopes that the ma...
Nico asked. I didn’t know how long we’d lain there together, sated. The sounds of the piano still floated up from downstairs, and I’d been more than content to continue lying there, my right arm around him while his head rested on my chest. The moment the words left his mouth, the all-too-familia...
The scent of prey, so easily lost in the blue haze, has made a delightful return. I might not have noticed him, were there still those clouds of smoke. The pleasure of forcing a deep breath into my chest—a trick it took me a good while to learn—allows me to fill myself with the musk of the men ar...
Brandon Benson said, opening his eyes wide as he took a sip of his iced tea. “Chad’s kind of worried about you. And so are we.” I stopped, a forkful of cucumber halfway to my mouth, stunned. I couldn’t have heard that right, could I? It was completely out of left field. One minute we were talking...