Enemy is part of the Ruthless Daddies multi-author collab and a complete standalone. With a sadistic older Italian Daddy, a not-so-innocent Russian boy, and rival families, these two hurt each other until they like it! Want more deliciously morally gray Daddies and boys? Grab the whole series!
* See Author Note and Triggers inside: Enemy has connections to characters in my other books (X Club: For You), but is a standalone. Contains dub con, see CW for full details.
Living outside of the cis-het box makes life more challenging, but also more fabulous!
Ash is a high-powered San Francisco real estate agent by day, Professional Dom by night. They live their life gender-queer and proud, but s-x work has gotten old. Will they ever be able to quit Pro-Domming and do k!nk for fun again?
Jefferson “Flowers” Flores is bitter from twenty years in the military and trying to find where he fits in the world. He's finally out of the Army and out of the closet; looking for love, hopeful but cynical in a new city where he doesn't feel like he belongs.
When one of Ash's clients has a video of their scene released, his criminal family is out for blood. Flowers steps up to protect Ash and keeps them safe as the feelings for each other grow. Can they really be what the other needs in the middle of running for their lives?
For Real is the beginning of the X Club series featuring trans and non-binary main characters falling in love in San Francisco. All of these stories can be read as standalones, but are best enjoyed in order as the characters appear before their books, and now you can read them all together!
Full Series and spin off order:
When Perfection Collides With Chaos, Sparks Fly
Crispin Eladrin, desk fae at the Office of the Lost, could find a needle in ten haystacks. His desk is so neat it would make an accountant blush, and he's never failed to complete a recovery mission. He has no idea how adorable he is, especially when he's at his most annoyingly officious.
Enter utterly chaotic Leopold Lane. His life is a masterclass in disastrous events--and it's about to get worse. He's the latest thing that Crispin has been sent to retrieve, but when they meet, sparks fly. Literally. And now they must find their way back before someone—or something—enchants them, eats them, or stomps them to death.
Neither knows why the Office of the Lost is so hell-bent on acquiring Leo, but they're determined to survive long enough to find out--and to see if opposites really do attract.
A queer Anthology that embraces the romantic life and happy ever afters of drag queens navigating the LGBT landscape. All stories are written by Own Voice gay authors! From small towns to big cities, drag queens are the heart of the gayborhoods they belong to. Stories by Shane K Morton, Blake Allwood, Jole Cannon, Kelvin Young, J. Scott Coatsworth, Kristian Parker, Brent Archer and M.D. Neu.
Miz Fortune's Lonely Hearts Salon by J. Scott CoatsworthChester Carlson is a lonely late-middle-age accountant who lost his husband a couple years earlier and has resigned himself to being alone. He has als discovered that he can see glimpses of other people's romantic futures, and has opened up a dating advice salon in drag as Miz Faymin Fortune. Then one day, Dixon Murdock walks through her door, and everything he thought he knew about life, aging, and romance gets thrown out the door.
This was his favorite part of the night, when he shed his timid accountant personality to be someone strong and in control, something like the man he’d been before, with Andrew. Confident. Certain. Spontaneous.
He sighed, closing his eyes with their false eyelashes and clutching his tube of slut-red lipstick in his sweaty hands. If only you could see me now, babe.
His strange visions had started after Andrew’s death. Little flashes over other people’s heads that made him think—at first—that he was having a stroke.
Put on the lipstick with practiced ease, puckering his lips to spread it evenly.
At first, he’d thought he was losing his mind—the result of the twin stresses of a job he hated and a life that had suddenly gone empty of all color and meaning.
READ MORESlip on the wig and fasten it into place, then drape the curls around to frame his face in the most flattering way possible.
Then he’d seen one of his visions come true—Max from work had met the girl of his dreams, and when Chester met her, her face sent chills down his spine. He’d seen that visage dancing over Max’s head a month before.
Acrylic nails, blood-red, pressed against each of his own, rounded and sharp, like talons.
It was a sign. Maybe from Andrew himself. He, Chester Carlson, was meant to help others in ways that went far beyond taxes and accounting.
A ruby-red ring and some brass bangles on his right arm to complete the effect.
He sat back to admire the results of his labors, spreading his fingers and waving his hand in the air to admire the glitter of jewelry. He’d created Faye as a way to escape the pain, and she had taken on a life of her own. Her lips spread wide in thrilled anticipation.
“Miz Fortune has arrived.”
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A guard and a thief. What could go wrong?
Aik has fallen hopelessly in love with his best friend. But Raven's a thief, which makes things … complicated. Oh, and Raven has just been kidnapped by a dragon.
Now Aik is off on a quest of his own, to hunt down the foul beast and make them give back his … friend? Lover? Soulmate? The whole not-knowing thing just makes everything harder.
Meanwhile, the world of Tharassas is falling apart, besieged by earthquakes, floods, and strange creatures no one has ever seen before. Aik's ex, Silya has gone back to Gullton to try to save her people as the Hencha Queen, and Aik's stuck in a caravan with her mother and a damnable magical gauntlet that won't let him be. He has to find Raven, before it’s too late.
Things were messy before … but now they're much, much worse.
Following a horrific break up with his fiancé, Luke Bennet spends two years as a social hermit, only going to work and talking with Tina, Gina, and Rita, three friends from high school.
Refusing to let him wallow any longer, they intervene and talk him into going on twelve blind dates to get him back in social circulation.
The Trio have not only planned the dating venues but also chosen the perfect guys to lure Luke from his isolation.
Will he find love through these dates? Or will he run for cover again?
About the most positive part of date four was the date showed up. Equally, that could have been the worst part of the date.
Since dates four and five had already been lined up without Mike and Bert being invited to go on them, we decided to start the foolproof date backup plan on date six. I mean, what could go wrong on Friday and Saturday?
Rita who organized catering for gala events had scored a pair of tickets to the premier of the newest Marvel film at the refurbished mall Cineplex. During the pandemic, the Cineplex had gutted its theaters, transforming its rows of hard-backed chairs into home entertainment seating.
I’d read a couple of online articles about how incredible the new wave of movie theater comfort was becoming, so even if I wasn’t gung-ho about another blind date, I was excited to be one of a pampered audience.
READ MOREBernard showed up in a three-piece suit looking like he’d stepped out of a GQ ad. Audience members around us ranged from those costumed to those in theme T-shirts. I wore jeans and a neutral sweater.
After exchanging names and a hearty handshake, we were greeted by people with clipboards who logged us in and told us where our seats were located. As we waited our turn to enter the theater itself, Bernard glanced around and sighed.
“I should have known.” He looked like he was in pain. “Who are these people?”
Thinking it was a genuine question and he’d never seen cosplayers before, I started to answer as he shook his head, disgust written all over his face.
“They have no appreciation of the time, trouble, and creative genius that went into this production,” he said.
“What? No! You’ve got it wrong. They’re the ones who truly appreciate what we’re going to see.”
I realized my mistake almost immediately. Obviously, nobody ever told Bernard he was wrong.
The date immediately plunged toward disaster status.
With him ignoring me, we were checked off the guest list, given brochures about the operation of the lounge seats, and ushered into the theater.
I was reading how the seats reclined, featured built-in speakers, sported cup holders with cold and hot settings, and even gave massages. To break our silence, I was about to comment how a massage might put me to sleep instead of enhance the movie experience when I realized Bernard wasn’t anywhere near me.
He was down the row facing a handsome twenty-something in the center chair.
“I don’t give a fuck who you think you are! I’m sure this is supposed to be my seat,” Bernard yelled.
After we were escorted from the theater -- without seeing the movie -- Bernard stalked off to the parking lot and it was the last I saw of him.
Mike thought the story of the date was really funny.
“Okay, wise guy. What would you or Bert have done to help me out?”
“Um, I would have stepped in and explained how we weren’t responsible for your blind date’s actions and let Bernard leave and be his own unhappy self. Then we all would have sat back and enjoyed the movie. You were being too nice to have walked out with him.”
“Well, he was my date.”
“Not right then he wasn’t.” Mike looked at me with a huge grin. “Did you even get to try out the new lounge chairs?”
At my head shake, he added, “Well, I’m putting them down on our to-do list.”
Our to-do list?
How come his words made me feel hopeful? I didn’t tell him, though.
In the end, he and I thought the next date couldn’t possibly be worse.
We were wrong. So wrong.
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