The changes the usual December change had brought to the island this year were simply amazing. It was fascinating how things that were familiar had changed into something both new and yet still had a sense of their island selves ( Read more... )

Prior always faced the change in weather with dread. One of the blessings of the island was that the climate was overall good for his immune system. He'd had bronchitis on the island once, and pneumonia another time, both during that small window of winter.

And as soon as he saw the real change that the island had undergone - the time period in ( Read more... )

Today, he's Batman ( Read more... )

The last two months have been hard on Maxxie. In little ways, and in big ways, but nothing that he wants to complain about. He turned into a girl, and that was weird, but it's about the only thing that centers directly on him. (That involved Claire, too, but nothing Maxxie did hurt her by it.) But he fucked a guy he shouldn't have twice, kissed a ( Read more... )

There's a kind of peace working at the Catscratch Club three nights a week. The lights are dim and the hours long, each bleeding seamlessly into the next. Week after week, Dean mixes cocktails at Roger's side and never forgets a customer's favorite drink, though he at times has trouble remembering if he's made one for them already that night, or ( Read more... )

Freddie was not an animal person. He knew there were plenty of people around the island who had cats and dogs and birds and all kinds of things that made noise and smelled and he'd never planned on being one of those people. He'd never wanted to be one of those people, but he didn't have a choice when Maureen disappeared. She'd left an animal ( Read more... )

”Come on.” Joscelin pushed his chair back and rose. “Enough idle speculation. The Queen is waiting. Let’s get you to Court.”

( Cut for spoilers from Kushiel's Scion )

Three days after finding himself on Hot Guy Island, Lionel thinks he has a handle on how things work. What the peons need, the wacky island gods supply. This includes canned goods, toilet tissue and, naturally, karaoke.

Because what magical island getaway would be complete without thatLionel isn't drunk. He's maybe a little tipsy for no other ( Read more... )

Airport security is a fucking joke. They’ve got more officers working the floor than some flights have passengers, yet no one bats a lash when Silas is snatched up by one of Esteban’s men the moment he has stepped foot in the terminal. It figures that just when he has to rely on the prejudice and racism of others, everyone decides to be ( Read more... )

For no reason other than the fact that nothing has gone too awfully wrong, Roger's happy ( Read more... )