The best-selling gay romance fantasy trilogy by A.R. Moler is now available in a box set! Contains the stories: Book 1: What's in Your Box? Dale Edinger has just inherited a house from his aunt, a more than an overfull and chaotic house. All kinds of surprises await Dale as he sorts through his aunt's hoard. Riadh is one of those surprises. He's a djinn. Book 2: Where There's Smoke When your skills at magic are one step above non-existent, you need a teacher. Dale Edinger inherited a djinn named Raidh. He is on the hunt for a teacher so that not only can he learn to wield magic, that he can protect Riadh. Who is a greater risk as a teacher, a dragon with uncertain motives or a big city mage who'd like to add Riadh to his collection of possessions? Book 3: What Would You Sacrifice? Dale Edinger is still cleaning up the hoard he inherited from his Aunt Matilda. He's having an interesting time of it. He's falling in love with the djinn Riadh. The big worry for Dale is whoever owns Riadh's box, owns Riadh. When Riadh's box disappears, Dale knows who has it -- and Riadh. It isn't that difficult for Dale to track Archimedes to his lair. Can Dale save Riadh without destroying him?

Djinn Box Set

Riadh’s box had been returned to the place where Dale had been keeping it as of late, sitting on top of Dale’s dresser. After the trip to see Summer, Riadh had been starting to fade around the edges, having been out of the box for more than forty-eight hours. He “retired” to recharge when he and Dale came home.


Dale went upstairs and lifted the lid from the box, hoping that three hours of rest, so to speak, would allow Riadh to be solid again. The familiar smoky funnel came out of the box and materialized a few feet in front of Dale.


“Problem?” Riadh asked. “I know my time sense is altered when I’m non-corporeal but I think it’s only been a few hours.”


“Hopefully only a minor thing and I’m not about to turn into a newt.”


“I found a ring of keys in the old desk in the front room. When I touched them, they made my hand tingle. I don’t know what it means. I’m hoping nothing important.”


Chapter 25