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When I first entered college, I began to notice new things about myself. I rekindled my love of dressing in women's lingerie, and I found I liked looking at men in the gym shower. In the shower, I met a professor that seemed to have a crush on me. I became so bold in my cross-dressing that I visited an Adult Theater dressed as a Sissy Fem. I 'met' my favorite Professor there under the most unusual circumstances! I've always been fascinated by women's underwear and lingerie. But it was when I moved to open-minded California that I began to 'blossom'.

In "Gay Poems for Red States," Carver counters the injustice of a persistent anti-LGBTQ+ movement by asserting that a life full of beauty and pride is possible for everyone. More than a collection of poetry, Carver's earnest and heartfelt verses are for those wishing to discover and understand the vastness of Appalachia, and for the LGBTQ+ Appalachians who long for a future -- and for a home -- in an often unwelcoming place.

The schemes of the Gods are complex beyond understanding, and Raine feels she is an unwitting pawn. Hel demands she play the role of Consort to perfection, and she complies to protect her family. As conspiracies swirl about her, Raine realizes there is much simmering beneath the surface of the pantheon.

Into the starlit night, with your love to guide me, I go… In a small coffee shop in the second district of Vienna, as the city and the wider world change almost beyond recognition, twelve happy years pass for three lovers. Gabriel, Florian, and Solomon manage their small business and work to support their growing family, building a legacy for the future. Gabriel, however, is still bound by his agreement with the guardian nature spirit of Augarten, and so he must go.

Lark Paquette thought she had left Sig Halvorson in the past, right along with the fiancée Sig stole. But when Lark inherits half of her ex’s lake house… guess who owns the other half? Now they are stuck under the same roof, snow piling high outside, and the storm does not take sides. The fighting is bad enough, but then come the noises in the walls, shadows on the frozen lake, and one very unfriendly snow demon who clearly enjoys the drama.

Some wounds fade. Others follow you into the light. Tom is trying to build a life beyond the trauma that once defined him. Surrounded by love, opportunity, and the promise of stability, he dares to believe peace is possible. But when a long-overdue reunion takes him back to a place haunted by memories, shadows begin to stir. Old wounds reopen. And in the quiet spaces between trust and fear, a new threat waits—one that watches, learns, and strikes with devastating precision.

Zwei Männer, die sich hassen. Ein Schuppen im Wald. Philipp hat alles. Seine Eltern sind reich, das BWL-Studium läuft gut, die Zukunft ist geplant. Kurz: Sein Leben ist sterbenslanweilig. Nur eine Sache bleibt unvorhersehbar: Axel – der bullige Rowdy im Holzfällerhemd. Der verdammte Mistkerl schikaniert Philipp, wann immer er kann. Im Vorlesungssaal, auf dem Campus und … in diesem verlassenen Schuppen im Wald.

I Am Trantifa is a searing collection of poetry by Elizabeth Fern Rhosyn that bears witness to trauma, survival, and resilience, confronting sexual violence, transphobia, police brutality, mental illness, addiction, and recovery with raw honesty and unflinching courage. These poems move through grief and rage toward love and defiance, refusing silence and celebrating the stubborn beauty of queer and trans existence.

Wesley and Nathan have been happily married for five years, and from the outside, everything looks perfect… but something is missing. As two omegas, they’ll never have children of their own, and it’s something they want desperately. They could adopt or even foster, or maybe look into artificial means of getting pregnant, but none of those feel right. Besides, another idea has already wormed its way into their minds… what if they could find an alpha willing to help… maybe even willing to impregnate them both.

In the heart of Raven's Cross, Virginia, the decaying Scott house looms. Its broken-window eyes watch a town desperate to forget. When Roxy, a teenage girl, vanishes into a sweltering night, long-buried fears erupt, and suspicion turns savage. The townspeople turn on the newcomers, blaming them for what they refuse to face in themselves. As polite smiles crack and old grudges resurface, Raven's Cross's genteel mask begins to slip, revealing the rot beneath.

This series is all about finding love when you thought you were unlovable. About family that you made because you were rejected by the one you were born in to. It's about kids that were thrown away by the people that should love them the most. It's about second chances, even first chances.

When Birdie agrees to accompany her friend to an abandoned theme park for an underground Halloween party— she doesn’t realize she signed away more than just her Friday night. Under the bright neon glow of music and partying, a sinister game is unfolding, and Birdie finds herself an unsuspecting player… And Jax, a tattooed, muscular masc in a bright green purge mask, has chosen Birdie as her victim.

Librarian Cara Leone fell down a rabbit hole when she began secretly reading very spicy books. They not only piqued her interest in that lifestyle, but made it abundantly clear how much her love life has been lacking in the intimacy department. On a whim, she books a week-long stay at the resort to see if the sweat-inducing romances she reads are more fiction than reality.

Eli is in an awkward position. An injury has sidelined his twin sister, Madison, just a week before the most important figure skating competition of her season. She can’t compete—but she has an idea. Eli used to skate too, before the bullying at school drove him off the ice. Now, if he wants to help his sister, he’ll have to put the skates back on—and slip into a blonde wig and Madison’s tiny, sparkling skating dress.

Tom will nicht länger lügen. Nach einer verhängnisvollen Begegnung mit seinem besten Freund Joschi am Rande der Abifeier bricht der Kontakt ab. Zwei Jahre später steckt Tom in einer Beziehung mit Pia, die ihn liebt – doch er lebt eine Lüge, die ihn erstickt. Als Pia ihm die Pistole auf die Brust setzt, trifft er eine Entscheidung: Er muss weg. Sofort! Hals über Kopf flieht er aus dem Dorf in die Großstadt, um endlich ein offen schwules Leben zu führen. Doch die neue Freiheit ist anders als erträumt.

The Idyll-Flume, an eight-story-tall trial created by a long-dead sage and guarded by a worldspirit, is now open, and the rush is on to explore the hidden realm, undergo the trials, and absorb the mysterious drops of destiny that can be found within. Malachi, Dusk, Kene, and new companions must fight from the resources of this mysterious land, all while other competitors continue to advance and push themselves forward.

Chloe, beautiful, whip-smart, flees a difficult childhood and sexual betrayal to the Bay Area where she falls in love with a woman. Afraid of this love, she devotes herself to making money instead. At 29, she moves to Nashville and meets Peter, a producer whose wife Angie recently died.

An awkward swan shifter walks into a barre… after he’s already walked into the door, two people on the street, and a rack full of tiny pink tutus. While bumping into the handsome dance instructor—multiple times—is no hardship, it’ll take a miracle to overcome Kiran’s clumsiness curse and get him dance-floor ready in time to partner his ballerina sister at her wedding without knocking her on her ass. Miracles? Hardly ex-minion demon Taj Sekani’s scene. But with Kiran in his arms, the perfect pas de deux might finally be within his grasp. But then Taj’s old master demands a favor.

Sometimes the universe gives you exactly what you ask for. Even when you’re too scared to say it out loud. I came to Copper Creek to start over. What I didn’t expect was three masked cowboys to show up on horseback, turning my darkest fantasies into reality. They chased me like I’d asked them to and left me wanting more. I didn’t know who they were, only that they saw the real me. They gave me what no one else could.

As a younger man, I imagined my future with my wife by my side and my sights set firmly on British politics—with the ultimate goal of one day becoming prime minister. A life of value, of purpose. A life where my morals might mean something, and where I could make a difference. But that vision has crumbled. My wife is gone. My political career lies in ruins. And my relationship with my son is barely breathing. What’s left is a slow decline into disillusionment and solitude.