A Cocky Confession Story Collection
Science Fiction & Fantasy, Historical, Fiction & Literature, LGBT, Gay, Romance
| Author: | Eric Alan Westfall | ISBN: | 9781940935195 |
| Publisher: | Eric Alan Westfall | Publication: | August 6, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Eric Alan Westfall |
| ISBN: | 9781940935195 |
| Publisher: | Eric Alan Westfall |
| Publication: | August 6, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
If you click the "buy me now!" icon wherever you are, you'll be reading an eclectic collection—fantasy, contemporary, historical, and erotica enlivened with humor.
The Effing Fates Made Us Do It: It's okay, finding my fated mate at ten, and he's eight. I'll give up my dreams of being a high school and college stud like my brothers, only gay. But that? No way, no how. That is never happening.
Ain't We Got Fun: It's an ordinary morning, two husbands getting ready for work. But then the lawyer husband, who has to be in court soon, drops to all twos. And...there's a high school graduate and a coach involved. What?
The Last Three: The war is lost. The survivors of their people are gone through the portal. Now it's up to the Last Three to save what is most precious to their race. Can they?
A Moment at Madam Maud's Molly House: 1816 in Another England. Our hero's new client tonight is a big one, and he doesn't quite have the skills needed to keep the man happy and bring him back. His co-workers have to teach him everything he needs to know. Fast.
A Cocky Confession: How was I to know the stud in the gloryhole ridden booth at the arcade was Father Ramon? Not until my buddy Chance arranged for us to meet at the church when I came to make repairs. So showing up anonymously in the confessional week after week regaling him with my many and varied sins, in detail, doesn't make me a stalker. Really.
If you click the "buy me now!" icon wherever you are, you'll be reading an eclectic collection—fantasy, contemporary, historical, and erotica enlivened with humor.
The Effing Fates Made Us Do It: It's okay, finding my fated mate at ten, and he's eight. I'll give up my dreams of being a high school and college stud like my brothers, only gay. But that? No way, no how. That is never happening.
Ain't We Got Fun: It's an ordinary morning, two husbands getting ready for work. But then the lawyer husband, who has to be in court soon, drops to all twos. And...there's a high school graduate and a coach involved. What?
The Last Three: The war is lost. The survivors of their people are gone through the portal. Now it's up to the Last Three to save what is most precious to their race. Can they?
A Moment at Madam Maud's Molly House: 1816 in Another England. Our hero's new client tonight is a big one, and he doesn't quite have the skills needed to keep the man happy and bring him back. His co-workers have to teach him everything he needs to know. Fast.
A Cocky Confession: How was I to know the stud in the gloryhole ridden booth at the arcade was Father Ramon? Not until my buddy Chance arranged for us to meet at the church when I came to make repairs. So showing up anonymously in the confessional week after week regaling him with my many and varied sins, in detail, doesn't make me a stalker. Really.
