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In the vibrant chaos of college life, shy, nerdy Alex sharing a small apartment with Jake, the irresistible jock whose charm is matched only by his insatiable appetite. Their friendship blossoms over late-night cooking sessions and playful secret games, but everything changes one fateful evening.

When very tall lanky basketball star Jake Anderson met pint-sized artist Noah Carter at their college's freshman mixer, it seemed like a true case of opposites attracting. Jake towered over most, but the top of Noah's head barely reached his shoulders. Despite their notable height difference, the two bonded instantly over shared love of art, movies, and their not-so-secret sweet tooth for cookies. While Jake was all long limbs clumsily taking up space, Noah was a whirlwind of energy packed into a tiny frame.

Once upon a time, in the far back 1960s the idea of combining a coffee cafe and a bakery was not such a common idea…but in the small bustling town of Willowbrook, there lived a young and ambitious baker named Preston. Preston had a passion for creating delectable treats that made people's taste buds dance with delight. He also loved coffee in all sorts of blends and liked to experiment with new coffee drinks.He dreamt of opening his own bakery, where he could share his baked goods and coffee with the world.

In the vibrant city of New York during the post-World War II boom era, two young architects named Benjamin Stroman and Thomas Evans found themselves crossing paths once again after a grueling war that had tested their spirits and resilience. They had both served their country, using their architectural skills to aid in the reconstruction efforts and bring hope to devastated communities. Little did they know that their reunion would ignite a flame of love and ambition that would shape their future.

Once upon a time, in the long ago 1970’s, in an imaginary land called Manhattan, once a year magically appeared an enchanting fantasy world called Santa-land, in which, after several arduous job interviews and elf training two young men named Travis Mortensen and Joel Wineberg who both loved Christmas, found themselves working as elves at Janson's Department store.

In this series of stories, you will encounter attractive actors, stunning fashion models, handsome artists, a suave British aristocrat, the activist and founder of a London gay paper, and a charismatic and very persistent millionaire. Also there are some really fantastic kissers! I mean exceptionally good!

No one at theater school knew Martin was rich, not at first, not for most of the many weeks we learned and acted together…not until after the final three act plays were performed—then Michael had a cast party. Why and how I was part of this sparkling older group, I am not sure…. Looking back, I am realizing how exceptional it was that I was included and invited along…. I was a few years younger, which can be a big difference…. I was a kind of mascot, I guess…. I was in love with Kirby and didn’t realize until later he and Martin had been lovers for a while.

At the Rainbow Ranch in Sundown Valley, Cowboy Cole seemed like a jar of cider that had been screwed tight so long it had turned hard, alcoholic, and highly intoxicating. As a result, the lid was ready to pop off, and now neither Cole nor I knew what was next…but he had a feeling of quiet excitement…like a dog let off his leash…and so did I. It felt like both of us were a loaded pair of six guns in unpredictable hands….

Brandan Fielding looked like a tall, skinny schoolboy who’d escaped from a Dickens novel when I met him at the Salisbury, Leicester Square - a Ye Olde Pub in the book/theater district. A historic pub, the Salisbury isn't strictly gay, but at certain times it seems to have a high tide of thirsty gay men. I was charmed by its interior opulence of etched and polished glass and carved woodwork, and I was hoping there would be charming English men, too. Our eyes met in warm understanding of attraction. I learned his name was Brandan Fielding (very Dickens).

It was not my intention to end up in bed with a British lord, especially when he was someone else’s boyfriend. But I was only 24 and on my own in London, and…well…one thing lead to another. When a handsome, suave gay aristocrat with a family castle and a fabulous townhouse in Belgravia with lots of charm and lots of wine wants to cross the bounds of friendship and the buttons and zips of your clothes…and you are very young and blond and not as sophisticated as you think you are…you soon discover what happens in movies and books is not how things happen in real life.

While the man who’d brought me to Florida was on his own adventures, I found my way to some gay dance bar. Being as shy as I generally am, I am not sure how I got to dancing with the tall cute guy. He must have asked me, because like I said, I’m shy. Drinking generally makes me even more shy. However, it happened, in the way meetups in clubs do. Attraction met attraction, and late that night, out of the club we went. With me ultimately ending up on a side street in the backseat of his car, heatedly exchanging kisses with this incredibly gorgeous college boy until dawn.

One afternoon, out of the blue, there was Peter with the smooth toned swimmers body...full lush lips, speaking of sensational kissing - in the literal meaning of sensational...and of kissing...How I met Peter Paterson was kind of cute...like a meet-cute in a movie script...It was at a old time Greenwich village gay piano bar known as The Duplex with a long bar and piano downstairs and a small cabaret space upstairs...One day I was there in there late afternoon, which was unusual, I don’t remember exactly why, killing time before meeting a friend probably.

It is a risky romantic gamble to get together with someone who has been a friend for years…but then again, sometimes the circumstances are such that suddenly you find yourself exchanging luscious kisses and the romance roulette wheel is spinning….Before I first met Douglas I was told he was an Angel. Looked like an Angel… My painting instructor had him in her class and she was giving me a ride to college and as we got close beside the art museum, without taking her hands off the wheel of the car she nodded toward the tall, slender, very blond youth.

Amidst the captivating aura of a lighthouse, teenagers Alex and Liam's fateful meeting sparked a musical love affair. Liam's melodies and Alex's heartfelt lyrics intertwined, creating a harmonious symphony of love. As Alex Whitman and Liam Ramsey's connection deepened, the lighthouse bore witness to their shared passion, illuminating their charming love story.

Andrea grinned playfully when she talked about flirting with “the sandwich shop poet” as she called him. The same kind of grin I may have had when I began to flirt with him too. She had talked a lot about this really cute guy before I met him. So, he had quite a buildup in my mind, like a trailer for a movie…I was very curious to see how handsome this person was; Jamison Chevy, the very attractive young guy who was a waiter at Alvin’s a sandwich shop on the university campus.

Jack and Tristin meet and find they share a love of crossword puzzles, eventually guided by the cat Boswell's mysterious instincts. Together, they unravel a series of cryptic clues that lead them to a mysterious hidden box, holding long forgotten secrets. As they collaborate to solve each intricate puzzle, their connection deepens, affection and laughter fills the air as they unlock not only the secrets within the hidden box but also the depths of their new relationship.

Eighteen year old Aaron Collins thinks he has it all—luxury cars, exclusive clubs, any material pleasure his wealthy parents can provide. But beneath the surface, the privileged city boy feels empty. Hoping time on the range with shake some responsibility into him, they send Aaron to Whispering Winds Ranch in Arizona for the summer. Upon arriving, the last thing Aaron expects is to actually learn something from the ragtag crew at the dude ranch. But head wrangler Dane Wilder is determined to break through the new charge's arrogant shell.

Thomas Summerhill, a young artist with a penchant for the macabre, found himself drawn to the dark corners of London's history. He had a keen eye for detail and a deep fascination with the paranormal. Samuel Asterly, a charming and enigmatic gentleman, was captivated by Thomas' artistic talent and shared his curiosity about the unknown. One evening, as they roamed the streets of London, they stumbled upon an abandoned mansion in a forgotten part of the city. They were both intrigued by its eerie allure and decided to explore its secrets.

One night in London something very unexpected happened: I came home to my humble third-floor British bedsit to find a golden surprise in my bed.… Prince Charming was hiding under my bedclothes to surprise me.… Simon, my six-foot-four, soon-to-be fashion model young new beau, who was even younger than me.... Lucky for me, Lord G., who brought me home from a date, didn’t insist on coming up with me…though perhaps it would have been luckier for him, he might have enjoyed the pair of us.

On my very first afternoon of moving in to live in the grand London mansion, I wasn’t expecting to be kissed.... Well, I was by my millionaire boyfriend, but certainly not by his butler! Right in the blue dressing room, Peters, the seemingly proper English butler, kissed me full on, with tongue! I returned downstairs to my love-struck millionaire Henry Alden who was waiting for me with cocktail in hand, ready to pour one for me, which I now really needed. I didn't say anything about the kiss, I had only just arrived and I certainly didn’t want to begin by causing a scene.