He’s Mine?
“Dylan? I’ve gotta go.” Harry squashed down the lid on his suitcase and ran the zipper around it. “Did you move your car?” From somewhere else in the house, Dylan…
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He’s Mine?
Baltassar’s Dark Side
As a demon tender, Baltassar had learned over the millennia to recognize those he sought, regardless of their disguises. The brightest and sweetest smiling face couldn’t hide the creature lurking…
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Baltassar’s Dark Side
The Door Into Spring
Two weeks ago, I discovered a set of stairs built into the hall closet’s ceiling. I’d had to use a box cutter to slice the layers of white paint along…
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The Door Into Spring
Oscar’s Soul
So, I’m Satan, Lucifer, the Devil. Call me whatever you like, but knowing the names doesn’t mean you know everything. For example, I’m just a vice president of a division,…
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Oscar’s Soul
Isherwood: Unconditionally
Kieran Talbot couldn’t cook. He accepted that as fact as he leaned over the kitchen counter and let his forehead thunk down on the mottled brown granite. Mostly accepted it.…
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Isherwood: Unconditionally
Isherwood: Revelations
Harkin Page felt the onset of a tension headache. He unconsciously hunched his shoulders when things got serious and the longer that lasted, the more his neck protested. Then the…
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Isherwood: Revelations
The Badass of His Dreams
It was the middle of their sophomore year of high school when T. Alexander Tait became the newest transfer into The Bennington Academy for Young Gentlemen in upstate New York.…
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The Badass of His Dreams
Judgement
As he lay face down on his lordship’s bed, Pen knew he hadn’t done what he needed to do only to help himself out of a hangman’s noose. He had…
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Judgement
The Ornament
Santas, angels, and gingerbread men smiled at Thad from every direction. They hung from displays and fake trees of all sizes with Wise Men, drummer boys, nutcrackers, and woodland creatures.…
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The Ornament
Christmas in the Sandbox
"Digger?" Neal whispered into the darkness inside the temporary supply depot. With one hand, he tried to find a light switch. This was a new spot for them. Mostly because…
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Christmas in the Sandbox