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The foreseen four happened. Both "e;prince"e; and "e;mouse"e; survived the 19th. Now everyone knows Georg's more than a six-nine (rounded up) scarred cooking mage. He's a deadly warrior who knows how to use the magickal sword gifted to him by Saint Brunhilde of the Blade.The story about Lord Mouse using parchment magick in the ballroom battle is ridiculous, but he's the only one with the power to stop the conspirators from draining the magick out of the Gunpowder Treaty.The conspirators' to-do list for 24 July is therefore focused: (1) Kill Lord Mouse; (2) avoid the Prince; (3) avoid any and all saints, and (4) ensure no more dancing!One last visit to our world of magick and technology, in which there's a most unusual meeting in the Swiss embassy, a subterfuge goes tragically awry, the Senior Mage takes a train trip carrying a box of Vienna's finest chocolates, two meetings happen on a theme of "e;You want me to do what?"e;, objectivity gets defenestrated whilst planning to stop the murder of Mouse, but it has to be revived and brought back to the meeting; a pair of press releases causes much fuss and furor; a shadow-walker (check the O.M.I. pamphlet if you don't recall) earns his pay; the future gets fogged again; a series of meetings on a theme of "e;You can't be serious"e; happens; a vase is murdered; and three men risk everything to end the conspiracy once and for all.Plus a glorious HEA with parties all over the hundred-plus islands of the Earldom, celebrating the shared birthday of Georg and David. And a very private and personal HEA for our heroes, the day before, at the Earl-Consort's vacation home on the Jamaican Sea. You know. The one with the well-warded, no spying or scrying allowed, nude beach, where a Mouse might consort with a Consort.Special Preorder Price Goes Up A Dollar After Part Three Release Date:Part One: September 7, 2022 (99,071 words of story)Part Two: September 14, 2022 (114,098 words of story)Part Three: September 21, 2022 (149,091 words of story)

It's the last straw when three prudish pigs play a nasty trick on the set. So where else would Wolf go to plan the perfect payback, but Harry's Behind the Scenes Bar, Baths & Grill?Soaking wet when he arrives at the back door, Harry's dragon-magick fireplace soon gets Wolf's fur mostly dry. Shifting to his human, silver-hair-to-his-bare-butt self, he's almost done when the door opens again.And what to his wondering eyes does appear but a trio of boorish boar brothers—without a single reindeer!—all in a row from short to not-very-tall: Guy, Gresham and Grant Graham.Wolf's idea is so brilliant, it's definitely dawn coming up like thunder, "e;outer China 'crost the Bay."e; (Wolf really likes Kipling). A maybe mean, surely sneaky, snake-in-Eden idea.Payback is a dish best served hot...and hard.Join the fun as payback plays out. There's help from Tom Thumb, fine food, expensive bottles of Harry's Dragon's Own Special Reserve wine (the only thing which gets a shifter drunk), Death by Chocolate, Lady Flame, a private tour of the baths. Plus rooms of straw and sticks and bricks, and an Easter Egg, which might be hiding in Manhattan.Fair warning: there's a lot of huffing and puffing as part of the plan. Just not at doors.

If the "e;foreseen four"e;—prince, mouse, saint, dancing—happen together it might wreck a twenty-year plot worth billions, and the future is so fogged-up the Seers can't See a date and place. Just 1890.But the conspirators have finally identified the young prince. Which makes their 1874 to-do list: (1) Kill the prince; (2) find the mouse, and figure out (3) which saint and (4) what dancing.Only it's now 1890.Were they wrong about Georg, the scarred, six-nine (rounded up) Crown Prince of Prussia and Saxony, being the one? He ought to be a Viking warrior, but he's only a cooking mage in the Great Palace. Did they waste all that money on the assassination attempts?And how could "e;Lord Mouse,"e; the nickname of the short, insignificant third son of a British Duke, with dusky skin inherited from "e;the Jamaican Duchess,"e; possibly be part of the four? He's just a parchment prankster whose latest one drew the ire of the Inquisition, resulting in him being sent on an out-of-sight-out-of-mind visit to Berlin to attend Georg's birthday ball.Still... A prince, a "e;mouse,"e; and definite dancing at the ball. Maybe the saint won't matter if they can stop one of the other three. Or all.Come visit a world of magick and technology, where the Gunpowder Treaty of 1750 prevents guns from being used in war, and its magick requires renewing in 1890. You'll find anarchist plots, international intrigue, a midair mishap on Her Majesty's Airship The Hindenburg, a Mouse who loves climbing a Mountain because of the fun things which happen when he does, a sovereign coming out, the addictiveness of Black Mountain coffee, plus the seductiveness of anything black raspberry. And yes, of course there's sex on the Spanish Steps.There's a definite HEA, and although it doesn't fully happen until Part Three, there's lots of fun along the way for a Prince and his Mouse (although said Mouse thinks it's the other way round).Special Preorder Price Goes Up A Dollar After Part Three Release Date:Part One: September 7, 2022 (99,072 words of story)Part Two: September 14, 2022 (115,644 words of story)Part Three: September 21, 2022 (149,682 words of story)

A tennis match? Starting a war between the Duchy of Avann and the Kingdom of the Westlands?Only in a fairy tale.When Prince Henry hurts a young ball boy who told him Danilo's ball was inside the line, Danilo's response is automatic. Punch the prince's face, pick him up left-handed, and break the royal jaw. Unfortunately, there's another "e;automatic"e; at work in the Westlands: a death sentence for whoever strikes royalty.King Hiram can't—won't—change the rule of law to rule by royal whim. But he grants the Heir of Avann fifteen days to find words which will persuade him to let Danilo live.In those fifteen days: Magick. The gods, goddesses and gender-fluid deities on Deity Lane. Kilvar, the assassin. A wallet which opens in a bank vault. A mysterious old man. The Lady of All. The Magickal Hand writing, rewriting. A fairy tale within a fairy tale. A huge horse called Brute. And at the end...perhaps the right words and a most unexpected love. Plus a deity-supplied dinner with just the right amount of garlic.

Another England 2: It's 1882 in an England where being a buggerer is still legal but in the reign of Her Most Stuffy and Moral Majesty, Victoria, being a friend of Edward's (gay) is not the done thing. She disapproves. The Ton disapproves.What are our hapless heroes—Reginald, Lord Smythe, and Harold, Lord Fotherby—to do? At twenty-nine, they're spares with no duties to ensure continuation of the family name, and their wealth precludes jobs. The manly fun of Tonnish men—sports, drinking, gambling, partying—isn't much fun. Neither is the wenching requirement, which is why they pretend to have mistresses.Everything changes when Harry comes across a set of very *ahem!* photographs of men his manservant forgot to put away. Photographs acquired from Mr. Felcher's Grand Emporium. (Think Victorian adult book store.)During six visits to the Emporium, along the way to a quite wonderful HEA and learning to be all they can be as friends of Edward's, Reggie and Harry will: view and participate in some private showings, acquire photographs of Bendy Ben, a masked black model, and wonder who he is, create new words, deal with a blackmailing older noble with the help of a valiant British mastiff, meet 'arry the 'orse, a cabby with large...talents, and discover the marvels of reading rooms and glorious wall circles.There's also a touching tailor, a bit of Burns, some Shakespeare, Harry's wet package, a marvelous mirror, humor, flowery language of the Victorian variety and...great sex.

The Kingdom and Empire: a thousand worlds across the galaxy called the Heart, linked by magic-driven Gates.A Goddess who isn't content to just sit back and watch.DarkFire: Crown Prince and Heir Presumptive. Warlord. Battle mage. Bearer of the Sword of Souls, and Speaker for its Voices. Black of hair and eye, and heart as well, if the rumors are true. Dangerous. Driven. Extremely drunk as he looks down on the crowded ballroom floor at the Summer Ball. Wondering if his plan to catch those behind the botched spell will work. Wondering how the plan can possibly work since it relies on Niallan. Wondering if he will ever be free of the damned prophecy.Jerril: A flame-haired commoner just arrived on the Throne World. The Empire's new High Bard, a man with a Goddess-granted Gift of music. His first performance is later this evening. In the meantime, he leans against a pillar and looks up at the man on the balcony in Imperial black and silver. Wonders why the Warlord is so very drunk, and how he could possibly know that. Wonders if the Warlord had really just looked at him and then pretended not to. Wonders what in the Nine Hells is going on.The Warlord and the Bard are about to meet. The Kingdom and Empire will never be the same.

Despite the still-fogged future, the Seers have finally Seen if the foreseen four get together, it'll be in Berlin, on 19 July 1890, at the Crown Prince's birthday ball.The conspirators' 15 July to-do list is simple. On or before the 19th: (1) kill the Prince, (2) kill Lord Mouse, and (4) stop the dancing. Or at least succeed with one. Oh, and ignore (3) since they haven't figured out which saint.Revisit a marvelous alternate world of magick and technology, where the every-twenty-years Gunpowder Treaty Renewal Conference is imminent. There are ongoing plots, both big and not-as-big, agents working under the sheets, Saint Brunhilde of the Blade, Saint Sibast (no, not the pretty one with bondage and arrows), a well-hidden collection of literature (?) for one-hand reading, including drawbooks with anatomically accurate artistry inside, a challenge to make "e;open, says me"e; work, the vigorous violation of several Official Secrets Acts, a snarky romance between an Earl and a Prince, a surprise engagement, Mozart and the Guards, the Blue Danube is hummed with perfect pitch following a brief discussion about who leads, a flurry of letters to a duke, a prat, an ambassador, an Inquisitor, and a prisoner in a London cell, plus a very private competition to determine the best at point penetrating and driving it home...And the Grand Ballroom Battle, as the newspapers called it.There's a definite HEA, and although it doesn't fully happen until Part Three, there's lots of fun along the way for a Prince and his Mouse (although said Mouse thinks it's the other way round).Special Preorder Price Goes Up A Dollar After Part Three Release Date:Part One: September 7, 2022 (99,071 words of story)Part Two: September 14, 2022 (114,098 words of story)Part Three: September 21, 2022 (146,996 words of story)

Royalty Notice: 20% will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***I was given a prophecy by the Oracle at Delphi, long before the birth of your Christ-child. She said I would be a soldier, and that I could not die until four things had happened. The first was finding "e;a mountain to the west."e; Do you have any idea how many mountains there are to the west of Delphi?I do.As the years and centuries passed, I searched, and fought, and searched again. Not knowing how I would know which mountain was the right mountain, but somehow certain I would know.I exhausted Europe. The British Isles. Iceland, Greenland, eastern Canada. Down into America around the time she was born, and there I found...my mountain. I made it my home. I left only when I was called to battle, for my new country, for others. I survived, of course. Came back to wait for the next call. Wondered, too, as I fought, and lived, and waited...when the second, and third, and fourth would happen. Wondered, too, sometimes, when the millennia made a world's weight on shaking Atlas shoulders, if the right word was actually "e;if."e;And then I met him. July 12, 1912. I was so very sure....This is my story, and the story of my kin in the village-town, and in the homes and farms grain-scattered around my mountain, though not blood kin, for I never married. How could I? My story, told by the man whose life was intertwined so closely with mine for a time.Nikolai***10,737 words of actual story text

Royalty Note: 100% will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***Saturday morning: a wealthy doctor without borders or many boundaries arrives in Berlin from Paris, accompanied by a wounded warrior—a captain in the French special forces, recovering from nearly dying in the Middle East. They are staying at the Grand Hyatt for a brief vacation.Saturday afternoon: On the way from the airport to the Grand Hyatt to attend a conference, a church's virgin lawyer and chief financial officer makes a side trip to pick up Dieter, whose services he's engaged for the week. He decides to bring Horst along as well. The taxi driver is not amused.Saturday evening: The doctor, the warrior and the lawyer see each other in the crowded lobby, and then again at the black tie charity fundraiser in the hotel ballroom.From there...more meetings that are far from chance, a gay bar with a popular darkroom, a hot tub, an extraordinary waltz, several first times, some partings, strands of glowing color twining in the dark; many songs, but only one song.This is a love story, and the path of love is not always smooth. It twists and turns and twines like those colored strands. How the tale ends is up to you.***58,272 words of actual story text. Warning: Gay sex in a variety of positions and places and combinations of men, plus enough complexity that you need to pay attention. An earlier and shorter version of The Song was published for free as part of the 2013 Love Has No Boundaries event for the M/M Romance Group.

A royalty note: 100% will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***The Kingdom and Empire: a thousand worlds across the Heart, linked by magic-driven Gates.Kilthar: A recent "e;acquisition"e; where Imperial law is only a veneer. Clan law runs silent now, and deep, and men who love men are abominations. Abominations caught are abominations killed, or gelded and enslaved. Clan Aeris prefers the latter.Two men meet on Winterdeath Eve in a Kilthari tavern: Karel, a tall young warrior, heir of Clan Aeris, drinking in silent mourning for his best friend, who endured six months of the punishment for being caught with another man, and then hanged himself five days ago. Caaroc, a taller, older warrior, drinking for his own reasons. They introduce themselves in the privy behind the tavern, and take the chance of meeting in secret again a few months later.Warriors. Abominations. Lovers. And the additional secret of one puts them both at even greater risk.And then there is the free-standing Wall, in the sere and dead valley where tir-Lothian ruled two thousand years earlier. On the Wall is an impossibly huge painting that wasn't there until five years ago, appearing to show an Aerisan warrior with bloody blade, defending a blood-dripping Gaarchan Stone Beast. Yet more abominations.This is a love story, and it is not an easy one for Karel or Caaroc to live, or for you to read. There is explicit male-to-male sex, violence and pain and blood in this dark fantasy, but there is also love. Where there is love, there is hope. There is always hope.***An earlier, and significantly different version, was published for free as part of the Love Has No Boundaries event for 2013, by the M/M Romance Group.43,816 words of actual story text.

Royalty Note: 20% of the royalties will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***1963.An old high school in a dying neighborhood. It's ruled by two wolf-packs: the Dragons and the Monarchs. Masked at night, by day there is no sign or symbol to mark their allegiance. But still the students know who to fear—the instincts of terrified prey scenting prowling predator.Two friends, fifteen, too old for boys, too young for men, no pair of lean Marine machines, just ordinary size and shape, one tall, one shorter, not by much. By alphabetic chance, their names are paired when Noah's two-by-two is called. They never talk about the danger if the packs find out they're paired in more than class. They make themselves content with the little that they have, though wishing, aching deep inside for something more.And once, just once, they had a day. Or only hours, not even that. They didn't dance in light or dark, but in a dimness made of boarded windows, and random holes where nails had been, that draped thin strands of sunlight across them both.But now...they're faced with dancing in the dark when wolf-packs meet.

Mage: Field agent for the Mage Council, charged with enforcing the Prime Directive—Humans Must Not Know—on Earth and several Worlds Beside. His secret vice is MM romances. He's a firm believer in the Four Effs, with the fourth being a quick application of his Fuhgeddaboudit spell when he's done.Wolf: The mage's other soul. He's snarky, pushy, opinionated, and addicted to shifter stories, which they read on their Voyages. Preferably wolves, but there's a sneaking fondness for dragons, even though they're either extinct or never existed.The accountant. Short, slender, muscles for maybe a couple of hours, although he insists he has at least a three-pack. A nice but not a Howard of Troy face. Owns his own business and gives excellent investment advice. He gives excellent other things. Certain body parts come to mind.There's also: a cruisy trail in Forest Park, a prophecy from the current COO of Delphi, Ltd., who doesn't like the mage at all; Lateesha, who may or may not have supplied "e;enhanced"e; lemonade; plus a bit of Oz, South Pacific, the Scottish Play, Peggy Lee, Gone With The Wind, The Scarlet Pimpernel, and others.41,850 words of story. 100% of royalties go to a local LGBT organization.

Another England 1: The scene is 1815-1816 in an England where men of a certain, ah, bent, are known as friends of Edward's. Our heroes are nicknamed the "e;Three R's."e; Peregrine, our blond British viscount rake; Rory, our brawny, hairy, sometimes kilt-wearing, Scots rogue, and Michel, the languid, lethal English-born roué with the French name and French title. They're close friends. Intimate you might say. Especially since Peregrine is having really great sex with both Rory and Michel. And neither of them knows about the other.Besides his dear Mama trying to marry him off, Peregrine has a problem. He's given his word of honor to each of them he won't disclose what's going on. What's a horny rake to do when he knows the three of them together would be incredible in so many ways, but can't say anything to make it happen?Even worse, what happens if his two men find out about all the secret sex Peregrine has been enjoying?You'll have to read to find out those answers. Along the way: a duel, mysterious inheritances, a nefarious bishop, a scheming lord, a love poem, some wit and humor, a frantic race home, a frolic by the sea, a portrait and...oh, yes...some great sex.RRR is 141,908 words of story. The bonus short story, "e;Banging the Bishop Back,"e; is 10,085. All royalties will be donated to a local LGBT organization.