In the quaint, sleepy college town of Huntsville, history has an eerie way of repeating itself generation after generation ... When in-the-closet college student Matthew Rhodes arrives at the old building in the town's historical district, little does he realize his life is about to take a sudden and dramatic turn. He is certainly prepared to earn extra income by posing nude for erotica artist Skylar Novak, and definitely anxious to discover if the sexy and reclusive man has an interest in him other than one of an artistic nature. But things get complicated when Matthew meets a handsome stranger lurking outside the artist's door. A stranger who has a sudden and compelling effect on him before disappearing in the blink of an eye. Matthew and Skylar quickly discover they share both an uncontrollable and supernatural bond with each other, leading to a red-hot and steamy affair, but they also realize they are mysteriously linked to the stranger. Is he even a man at all, or could he be an entity from another plane of existence with lecherous designs of his own? And could his connection to Matthew and Skylar have historical significance, involving an elaborate and desperate plan that has miserably failed every generation for centuries? Before the situation can drive him insane, Matthew is determined to open his mind to new possibilities and learn the whole truth. But in doing so, will his burgeoning love and unquenchable sexual appetite for Skylar, the man of his dreams, suffer in the process? Or will his actions secure their love for eternity?

Art for Art's Sake

But I knew no serious discussion could take form, or would have any lasting impression, until I withdrew from his arms. So as much as it killed me, I pulled away from his comforting embrace. I resettled on the mattress, putting a few inches between us, and propped myself up on an elbow.


“All right, where did we leave off? Something about how you were attempting to figure out why we seem to share an emotional connection. Right?”


“Matthew…” A serious expression whisked away the playful one he’d had only a moment before. His lips quirked, as if he struggled to find the perfect words to convey his thoughts. I couldn’t help feeling some of the anxiety I had experienced earlier this afternoon before holding him in my arms again, before feeling his lips on my mouth.


“What is it, Sky? Is something wrong?”


Chapter 31