Isn’t she pretty?!
My sincere thanks goes to PL Nunn of Bishonenworks for the loveliness!!
Same two stories from the print books, it’s just Heaven and Purgatory combined.
Category Archives: pairings
Wanna Watch? – Pink Chair Diaries
I just posted a short m/m story to The Pink Chair Diaries. This is a fun idea. See, there’s this pink chair and it’s go a dildo attached to the seat. The main requirement of posting a story is that the chair’s got to feature prominently.
EXCERPT – Fox and Dragon
This title is in transition.
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©2007 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
The clanging alarm jolted Drake out of his light slumber. Dressed only in his skivvies, he bolted from the small bedchamber, down a short hall, and up the steep, narrow stairs into the cockpit. The shieldscreen showed him open space. Whatever threat had set off the alarm was either out of visual range or something internal. Continue reading EXCERPT – Fox and Dragon
EXCERPT – Tech Support
This title is in transition.
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©2007 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
“Ki?”
“Hmmm?”
“I found your files.”
Ki stayed where he was, nose still buried in the catalog. “You did? That’s great.”
“They were deleted an hour ago. Continue reading EXCERPT – Tech Support
Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 7
© 2006 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.
Authors note: There’s actual KenxOmi sex in this one. Pass on by if that squicks you
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– SHOWER FIRSTS –
Omi tapped his fingers on the edges of his laptop, silently cursing the speed—or, rather, lack of—of dial-up. But this motel didn’t have high speed and there had been no wi-fi to hack into. So he was stuck using one of the many bogus dial-up accounts he had so he could check the anonymous forums and such for any word from Aya and Yohji. He didn’t expect to find anything. The agreement was that they wouldn’t contact each other for a week, but he worried so he checked just the same.
He shucked his jacket and headscarf as he waited, tossing them to one side of the bed in the general direction of his bag. He sat in the middle of the bed in loose jeans and a t-shirt, legs crossed and laptop before him. One bed for him and Ken. He had great hopes for the night, provided he didn’t find out anything bad about Aya and Yohji.
The forum came up and he scrolled through the recent messages for a familiar call sign. Aya and Yohji had about a dozen each, as did he and Ken. Although, he mainly looked for Aya’s. Neither Yohji nor Ken ever remembered them all unless it was in a pinch.
Of course they were in a pinch. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 7
EXCERPT – Spiritual Noelle, A Sister Leashed Story
This title is no longer available as of June 2018.
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©2006 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
No sooner had I settled my butt on the rug than Daniel leaned forward to grab my arms and shake me.
“Don’t sleep with him!”
I blinked, completely caught off guard. “Excuse me?”
He knelt before me, eyes narrowed. “I’ve watched you. I figured it out. You came back to sleep with Jake!”
“No, I didn’t …” Not entirely. Continue reading EXCERPT – Spiritual Noelle, A Sister Leashed Story
Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 6
© 2006 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.
Authors note: This is a continuation of a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.
There’s sex in this one
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– NO DISTRACTIONS –
Yohji woke to a burning urge to pee and a cottony head. The lack of headache and alcoholic taste in his mouth told him it wasn’t a hangover. Still…
Oh yeah, right. You were shot. Last thing he remembered was being in the backseat of that car and dropping the box of darts while…
Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 5
© 2006 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.
Authors note: This is a continuation of a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.
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– TO CATCH A KITTEN –
Aya rolled his white coat up in one of his bags as Yohji retrieved the locked metal box from its hiding place in the ceiling. Aya told himself not to look, but it was utterly impossible to resist watching that midriff shirt ride higher up that ridged abdomen. Despite the vivid, pleasant ache in his ass, his dick twitched and his mouth watered with the urge to take a bite out of Yohji’s side.
Resolutely, Aya turned, trying to summon his icy reserve. Sleeping with Yohji might have been a huge mistake. It might have been a good thing if they were normal people, or if their former lives truly could be laid to rest to allow them to “retire”. But such didn’t seem to be the case and Aya knew he needed to put Abyssinian firmly in place for the sake of their survival. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 5
Nera and the Prince – 4
Here’s the next part of the freebie story. Again I warn you, this is very rough. No one’s read it but myself so there are probably mistakes. But I’m tired of looking at it.
This is part 4. You should go back and read parts 1, 2 and 3 to get the story so far.
WARNING: non-consensual sex ahead. Stop now if that squicks you.
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She must have dozed for she woke in his arms. The fading sunlight streaming through the open balcony doors showed that the horrid afternoon had yet to end.
She tried not to move, not to give him any indication that she was awake. His heavy breathing suggested he was asleep but she had no idea how lightly he slept. The heat of his body seared her entire backside. The side of her face ached from his slap and the place between her legs still throbbed with awareness of the way he’d split her open.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 4
A Ghost Story
© 2005 Jet Mykles
A witch has an unusual manner of exorcism.
It may be of note that I’ve wondered if this witch lives in the Leashed world.
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Humming softly, I walked straight through the unlocked doorway. It was rather easy, since the door itself had fallen from deteriorated hinges and lay rotting on the threshold. The moment I got through the opening, the howling started. Strange, unearthly moans that rattled the shattered windowpanes. A chill wind agitated dust motes in the moonlit air.
“Hello to you too,” I murmured, continuing, undeterred through the hallway toward the main room at the back of the house. I studiously ignored the waving cobwebs that dangled above and I refused to hear the scrabbling of what had to be rats—or worse—from the shadowed corners. Continue reading A Ghost Story