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

Once he noticed what I had, he stopped.


“Anyway, I told him to get out. See, I never thought—no matter what—that I could be pushed to the point that my reaction would be to pummel someone. Never.”


Rip waved it away. “He pushed you, bro.”


“None of that makes you an abusive person.” Shelby brushed my arm again. Physical abuse was nothing new to me. Shelby and I had endured it all through childhood. It had taken us both quite a while to become comfortable touching one another or anyone else and even longer to accept it back.


“And Patrick is nothing like Tom,” Rip said. “Even if we didn’t know the extent of Tom’s shittiness, I could never stand the guy. He was arrogant and rude. Tell me Civil War reenactments and Renaissance Fairs are stupid,” Rip muttered.


“I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs. I’ll never forgive myself for that.” Shelby turned away. “After how we grew up, I definitely should have noticed something was off.”


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