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

“Matthew, are you certain you’re all right? You’ve regained some of your healthy color, but you still look a bit woozy.”


I viewed the genuine concern in her eyes, and it touched me. Despite her many peculiarities, she really was a sweet soul and I could tell she had only the best intentions. I leaned down and planted a kiss on her cool forehead.


One of those lively giggles tinkled from her mouth. “What was that for?”


“Your kindness and insight. You’re a unique person, Magenta Freedom Tatiana Scrutolowenski—otherwise known as Olga—and I thank you.”


Grinning like a schoolgirl, she palmed my cheek, her many rings clacking together. “You stay in contact, Matthew, and if there’s anything you need, do not hesitate to call. And give your handsome lover a big kiss from me, and also tell him to use those numbers if he needs me.”


“And how do you know he’s handsome?”


Again, that exasperated look. “You know the line by now, sweetie—the vibrations neverlie.” 15


Chapter 63