Gemini: The Wicked Things [Boys Of The Zodiac] [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Pepper Espinoza
eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: Travis Olsen doesn't believe in fairy tales. When his mother warns him to be careful of the black dog that haunts the Quantock Hills, he brushes her off. Even after he meets the black dog, he's convinced the animal is just a stray and not a ghost of any kind. But when the legendary black dog turns into a man, Travis has no choice but to admit it's possible that all the old stories about the woodland are true. In order to save his mother's life from a powerful witch, Travis plunges into a world of curses and magic, pukas and fairies, and one figure stands at the center of it all. John Walford, a cursed soul who will sacrifice anything if only Travis could return his love...
Genres: Gay / Fantasy / Fairy Tale / Witchcraft / Magic / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2010
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2011
8 Reader Ratings:
"...Heavily covered in fantasy, which keeps the reader wondering what will pop up next, and I must admit the puka was my favorite...I did enjoy the book...This is a great addition to the series and one I am sure will have a lot of fans excited."--Lydia, Rainbow Reviews
Travis yanked open the door, expected to be met with slapping rain and endless darkness. But the wind was blowing the opposite direction, carrying the rain away from him. And another bolt of lightning touched down on the other side of the gate. The air hummed for the nanosecond before the explosion, and his eyes burned from the light. The red outline of a huge dog hovered in front of him no matter how many times he tried to blink it away.
So did the unmistakable shape of a man.
"Who's out there?" He shouted, the wind whipping the words away. "Hey! Mate?"
No response except the roaring wind. Travis's fingers were slick and hot on the doorknob, and a line of sweat slowly crawled down the side of his face. Jeremy had once told him not to ask a question if he didn't want to hear the answer. He supposed that wisdom applied to both relationships and dark, stormy nights.
Even so, he didn't have the sense to shut the door. He cupped his hand against his mouth and took a deep breath before shouting, "Who's there? Show yourself!"
The lightning flashed again, and this time there was no mistaking the fact that there were two creatures in his garden. The dog and someone--something--else. The figure stood over the crouching animal, his arms raised over his head, hands wrapped around the handle of a long knife. It looked like the knife his mother used to carve the roast. In an instant, he felt the thick texture of fur beneath his fingers and saw the strange trust in the beast's brown eyes.