My first public image of 2010. Just wanted to do a sweet pic of two guys kissing.
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Stay – FWF freebie
A continuation of last week’s Make Me Yours. Here’s the morning after in Stay.
Happy New Year!
Make Me Yours – FWF Holiday Freebie
It’s not Max and Ferris from Obsession and As A Plate, but how about Grant the photographer and Nicky, a model?
Nera and the Prince – 7
Poor Nera. Quite a status she’s been given, but has the sharif made her life better or worse?
WARNING: graphic sex, lighter non-con and a little bit of m/m
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Ryun led the way back to his rooms, Aiden following with Nera bundled underneath his arm. No one spoke and Nera suspected Ryun’s angry presence was what cut a swath through the people in the corridors.
Miyn was there when they entered but wisely stayed silent and melted aside as Ryun stormed through the door. As he angrily yanked off his jerkin and boots, Aiden led Nera to sit on the wide bed. Aiden remained quiet and wouldn’t meet her gaze as he slid the cloak from her shoulders. He did reach up to smooth her loose hair and gave her a small, sympathetic pat on the shoulder as he rose and turned to face his master.
“Why wasn’t she branded?” In an explosion of movement, Ryun grabbed Miyn by the neck and slammed her against the wall. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 7
Nera and the Prince – 6
Now that Scarn’s shaken things up, what’s Ryun to do? Find out how their father reacts.
WARNINGS: non-con
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It was the first time Nera was alone — or, at least, aware of it — since her capture. She pressed her forehead to the raised arm of the couch and clutched her fingers to either side of her head. The tears stopped after only a short time, leaving behind an emptiness. Her body ached in new places but she couldn’t believe it was anything serious. She’d survive, in body if not in soul.
Why was this happening to her? Why had Buir forsaken her? Or had Buir been attacked by the gods of the sharif?
She was still kneeling on the couch when they arrived. Huddled under the cloak, she peeked up to see Miyn rush in followed by Aiden in a great sweep of light gray robes.
Aiden fell to his knees at her side, the sleeves of his robe falling back on his pale forearms as he reached to cup her jaw. She might have flinched but his striking beauty worked as a balm to her nerves. For some reason, he calmed her despite the worry lines that marred the fine arch of her brows. She saw obvious concern in his narrowed green eyes. “Nera, are you all right?” Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 6
Nera and the Prince – 5
At long last, she continues! Please forgive if I get some details wrong between this episode and the last. It’s been two years after all. I’m still writing mostly stream of conscious, with only a vague idea of where it’s going. I’m not sure if it’s what people have expected but this is pretty much the direction I’d originally intended. Sorry it took me so long.
Still keeping the non-con warning on this one. Because it gets worse.
Also, still no one editing this one but me so any mistakes you see I can only ask you to overlook.
WARNINGS: non-consensual sex, f/f interaction, anal sex.
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Nera woke alone. The heated male presence that had exhausted her the day and night previous was gone. She could not pretend it was just a dream because the gold silk sheets and plush, soft pillows that she saw when she opened her eyes could not have been in her cell a the temple.
She closed her eyes and buried her face in the pillow, willing herself to be elsewhere or, if that were impossible, to die. The attack on the temple had come in the wee hours of the morning. The men hired to defend the sacred temple of Buir had fallen quickly to the attackers. By mid-morning, Nera and her sister priestesses had all been trussed up and hauled off to the neighboring country. It had taken two days of travel, during which she and her fellow prisoners were released once in the early afternoon and once just after dusk for eating and calls of nature. They had arrived at the sumptuous palace and they’d known a life of slavery was ahead of them.
Nera had never expected to become a pleasure slave. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 5
Freebie – As A Plate
A continuation of Obsession has been posted at Selena Illyria’s blog today. Happy Thanksgiving featuring Ferris and Max!
http://selenaillyria.com/2009/11/paranormal-thanksgiving-week-jet-mykles/
EXCERPT: Two Man Team
This title is no longer available as of June 2018.
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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
They’d all figured Jen could handle it. None of them had intended to change their friendship or turn it into anything long-term. Just friends having fun. Then Ken had thrown a wrench into the works. Or, as he claimed, Jen had mucked it up by sleeping with Jason, Bart, and Davey but refusing to sleep with him. Jason had to admit that would have ticked him off too. Looking back on the one night when the five of them had been together, Ken was the only one who hadn’t done more than kiss Jen. Of course, she’d stayed the night with him when the rest of them had gone home. That was the night Ken had seen the proverbial light and asked Jen to marry him. Jason was happy for them. He was. Looking at them now, he wondered why no one had seen that they were meant for each other before.
But that didn’t help him tonight. Clearly, if he was going to find companionship, he would have to go elsewhere. Continue reading EXCERPT: Two Man Team
FWF Fiction – Sexy Devil – Obsession
Today’s my day to post Halloween fiction on Fiction with Friction.
Warning, is graphic m/m sex.
EXCERPT – Just For You
This title is no longer available as of June 2018.
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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
“…and then I…” Justin stopped dead in his tracks in the middle of the sidewalk, forcing two chatting women to split up to go around him. Ignoring their mild glares as they passed, he stared blindly over the plastic lid of his coffee cup, wondering if he’d just seen what he thought he’d seen.
Ahead, Frank kept walking a few steps before realizing he was alone. He spun, the spikes of his highlighted hair refusing to move in the mild breeze that kept the sunny street somewhat cool. “Hey?”
Justin heard him but couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge the words. He snapped around, eagerly searching for… Oh yes! The hind view of the vision of loveliness that had just passed by him. Slightly rumpled charcoal slacks loosely framed a fine little derriere, and an equally rumpled ice gray button-down dress shirt draped slim shoulders. Waved hair the color of good French Roast almost brushed said shoulders.
“Justin, what are you…?”
Barely hearing his friend, Justin raced back down the sidewalk, nearly spilling his coffee in his rush to catch up to a wet dream come to life. He almost ran over a guy on Rollerblades and just avoided getting wrapped up in a microdog’s leash, but he finally made it to the vision’s side. He reached out to wrap a hand around an arm. Nice, he thought, feeling the biceps. Slim but firm.
Said vision halted and twisted his graceful neck over and up to face Justin.
Oh. My. God! Innocently seductive brown eyes kind of focused on Justin from beneath sinfully full black lashes. Confused eyes blinked up at him, positively enchanting. Elegant and sleek, just like the rest of him. Latino somewhere in his lineage, judging by facial features and gold skin tone. There was a childlike purity in that face even though he had to be in his midtwenties, at least. Justin wanted to devour the generous lips that parted in surprise.
“I’ve just fallen in love with you,” Justin declared, cradling his coffee cup to his chest as he kept hold on the vision’s arm. “What is your name, and please tell me you’re gay?” Continue reading EXCERPT – Just For You