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

“And even if I had altered the paintings,” continued Novak, “to revise the body of my lover to match yours, it would have taken me days or weeks for each one. Sure, I could have easily plopped a small star on every ass, but the remainder of the physique…? With the work I’m completing for other clients, not to mention all the hours I’ve spent this week with cock in hand and memories of you on the brain, I would have never found the hours to alter a single painting, let alone all of them.”


He didn’t sound defensive, or confrontational, just stating the facts. I turned around, again seeing the light of sincerity in his dark eyes. I nodded. Perhaps I needed to accept the fact that what I viewed around me was nothing short of unexplainable phenomena. That my lover had a gift of unknown origin, one provided to him by an unknown source for an unknown purpose.


“Okay, Sky, now I get it…now I finally believe you.”


Chapter 36