From a tiny acorn grows a mighty oak, so it is with love. Undaunted by rain, snow, thunder and lighting, and even a tornado, Goose and Patrick weathered many storms from first meeting to marriage. By their side through it all, Jefferson and Calvin shared their own love story as Goose and Patrick’s guides through the present and the past and their guardian angels in Heaven and on Earth. Contains the stories: Ghost Writer: Goose is finally allowing himself to feel something again, something like love. He and Jefferson have both been through a lot, war and escaping their abusive exes. There are two problems, though. Jefferson belongs to someone else, and he’s a ghost. While Goose tries to save a tree planted by Jefferson’s lover over a hundred years ago, Jefferson tries to heal Goose’s heart, broken far too long. Snowed In: Goose and Patrick: Four men, two in this realm and two in another, fight all sorts of obstacles, including war, separation, family dysfunction, racial prejudice, homophobia, and their own inner demons to fall in love and explore or recapture their sexuality. Each pair, from this century and one in the past, help the other along the way. Nine Minutes in Heaven: Goose’s lover Patrick ends up on one side of the light, with Jefferson and Calvin. Goose’s family and his dog, Wilbur, are on this side. When Goose is seriously injured and faced with a choice between Heaven and Earth, he finds the decision impossible to make, which could result in him being stuck somewhere in between. Ghosts of Honor: Goose and Patrick have weathered many storms, literally, a massive blizzard and figuratively, death. Will a tornado on their wedding day, a group of ghostly crashers, Goose’s distraction, and Patrick’s lingering emotional pain after the attack be too much to make it through this time?

Weathering the Storms Box Set

Patrick got up to his knees and made his way over to my side of the tent. “I’ll come as close as you want.” He settled with a bit of space between us. “Hey. I never got to see my portrait, the drawing you did.”


“Sure, as long as your expectations aren’t too high.”


“Well, how much can you do with this?” Patrick waved his hand in front of his face.


“Quite a bit, if given the opportunity.” I rolled my eyes. Man, I was dumb. Then, I was wet. A stream of water ran down the split of my ass. “Uh oh. We have a leak.” I also needed to pull my shorts up in back.


“Slide closer.” Patrick shifted all the way to his right.


Wilbur was willing. He got on Patrick’s lap.


“That fear of cats doesn’t extend to small dogs, does it?” I asked.


“No. He’s as adorable as his daddy.”


When I sidled up, right against Patrick, Wilbur settled partly on him and partly on me. “There. Nice and dry.”


“Your pad didn’t get wet, did it?” Patrick asked.


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