Four short contemporary gay romances by best-selling M/M author Nell Iris about finding -- and holding on to -- “The One.” Collected together in an exclusive box set for the first time are the stories: Unconditionally: After six years together, Luca and Gus are finally getting married. On their wedding day Luca’s mother sees her flamboyant son wearing a veil and explodes. Her hateful words trigger traumatic memories and instead of walking down the aisle, Luca runs away. When Gus realizes Luca is missing he follows him, intent on convincing him to come back. Will he succeed in time for the wedding ceremony? Find His Way Home: Elliot is miserable living in the big city. He longs for tranquility but is unwilling to move away from his partner Mick. After a dramatic event, he flees and goes back home to a cabin in the mountains. Slowly he regains his calm, but being away from Mick is hard. When a ghost from Elliot's past shows up, he’s faced with a hard decision: stay on the mountain alone or go back to the city, and Mick? Nobody Else’s: Beckett Cooper has been secretly infatuated with his BFF’s younger brother Levi for years. Levi Byrne has liked Beckett for as long as he can remember. When an opportunity presents itself for them to get to know each other better, they both grab it and make the best of it. Will the stars align in their favor and lead Beckett and Levi to a happily ever after? Unexpected Christmas: Thrown together by family drama, strangers Daniel and Axel end up spending Christmas Day getting to know each other. Axel is nothing like Daniel expected. Behind the scary-looking exterior, he hides the heart of a teddy bear and between Disney princesses and erotic poetry, Daniel no longer fears for his life ... but for his heart.

Finding The One Box Set

We rushed up the stairs and hurried inside, and he slammed the door and locked it behind us. Then he pretended to wipe sweat off his forehead. “Phew, we made it.” He kicked off his shoes and hung his keys on a hook next to the door. “Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. Please take off your shoes.”


I toed off my sneakers as I took in his home. It was one big room, running the entire length of the single garage. It was sparsely decorated, but personal. A huge desk with three monitors took up a substantial chunk of wall space to the right. On the left side, he’d pinned all Star Wars movie posters in a neat line, and—if I wasn’t mistaken—in chronological order. Beneath them, stood a low, rickety bookcase stuffed to the brim with books about computers and programming, and next to it a rolled-out yoga mat.


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