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Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica/Science Fiction
Description: Book Summary Drag Queen of Faerie: The course of true love just won't run smooth for hunk-next-door Will Taylor, who's in search of that special someone. All that focused energy attracts the attention of Queen Mab's lesser-well-known cousin Mabbey, the Drag Queen of the Faeries. Valentine's Vow: Friends and casual bed buddies Thom and Ryan don't buy into the whole "true love" spiel. They have a good time together. Why would they want more? Luckily for this clueless pair, St. Valentine shows them how to appreciate a good thing when they've got it. Independence Day: The boys are back -- and they're at it again. Ryan and Thom have returned for some hot Fourth of July action, but their newfound romance may just hit the skids when it comes to coming out as a couple. Straight Man and Coffee Guy: Straight Man is anything but. He just doesn't have a sense of humor. And in a city with so many superheroes there's no one left to rescue, his power is attracting the freaks -- like Coffee Guy from the diner across the road, who has the power of the never-ending cup. Misfits in a mad, mad, mad world, they're pretty much perfect for each other.
eBook Publisher: Changeling Press LLC, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: November 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [297 KB]
Words: 64164
Reading time: 183-256 min.

Praise for Drag Queen of Faerie "The funniest thing I've read in a long time. I laughed out loud as the fellas wound their way through the pitfalls of the gay dating scene, and took a trip to the Land of Faerie and back. This story was Cinderella meets Will & Grace, only even more humorously done, all wrapped up with lust and EROTIC sex scenes. Prepare to be amused and touched!" -- Michelle, Fallen Angel Reviews "From the first word, this tale by Willa Okati is so entertaining that I didn't want to move from my chair. There is nothing I can say to fully convey how wonderful this book is. The story is well written, free of tired clichés and riddled with humor. The characters come alive, as if I'd known them all my life. Even if you're inclined to pass because you're not sure you can warm up to a Drag Queen, give [this book] a try. You won't be disappointed!" 5 Nymphs! -- Kira Stone, Literary Nymphs Reviews Praise for Valentine's Vow "Ms. Okati created a relationship that was so typical of life that I just had to grin... A sensual tale of love, even if the men involved are too stubborn to admit it. Highly recommended." -- Sara Sawyer, The Romance Studio "...fun, sinfully erotic, unforgettable...hilarious. Hats off to Willa for getting Valentine's Day started with a bang!" -- Ayden Delacroix, In the Library Review Praise for Independence Day "A humorous, delightful and realistic look at the pitfalls of a new relationship. The male-on-male scenes are scorching and passionate. The use of the popsicle was very imaginative and delicious! Independence Day is a short and sweet interlude to be read again and again." -- Luisa, Cupid's Library Reviews "Willa Okati is one of my favorite authors; her stories are overflowing with passion, as all romances should be. She brings each story to life, allowing readers to feel the heat and passion along with her characters. I highly recommend this great novella." -- Lisa Lambrecht, In the Library Reviews Praise for Straight Man and Coffee Guy "I loved how Ms. Okati worked all the superheroes into the book for comic relief. The use of the hotel as a porn hotel worked very well with the overall story..." 4 Angels! -- Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews "The author is definitely creative in both the many characters and the story line. The banter between this hero of coffee and this desk clerk was laugh-out-loud funny, erotic, and true to life." 4.5 Flags! -- Tara, Euro Reviews "I couldn't put it down once I started it. I can't even count how many times I laughed out loud. The sex is incredibly heated, but there are many tender moments as the two sort out their feelings for each other. Straight Man and Coffee Guy had absolutely everything that I require in a book, and I highly recommend it!!" -- Shannon, Joyfully Reviewed

Chapter One

"So what would you say if I told you I was here to make every dream you've ever had come true?"

SM didn't even glance up from the magazine he was flipping through. Not that he'd been paying attention to the glossy pages. The skin magazine was designed for seriously lecherous and perverted types. Lots of pink, pouty things that kind of made his flesh want to shrivel up and his brain run away to hide. Still, better low-class reading material than none at all. Nothing else to do on the graveyard shift, was there?

"I'd ask if you were either AWOL from the City Genie conglomerate, wonder what you were selling, and pray you were the guy with the coffee I ordered --" he checked his watch --"an hour ago."

"One out of three ain't bad." A cardboard tray smacked down on the hotel check-in counter. SM gladly abandoned his perusal of the so-called literature to reach up and grab a paper cup.

On his way, he spared a glance for the delivery boy. Not bad. Not bad at all. The kind of boy-next-door good looks that got his motor revving... or would if it weren't right around 3 a.m. Nothing short of an earthquake could get him excited enough to do much of anything this time of day.

He raised the lid and took a sip -- then choked. "This is cold!"

The delivery guy shrugged. "Well, you did it order a while back. Is it my fault it took this long to get away from the late-night crowd to bring the stuff over? And why did you order four cups, anyway? Have you got someone stashed under there?" He leaned over the counter, as if to check.

SM hastily knocked his magazine off into a trashcan. "No!"

"Come on, a hunk like you? There's someone under there." The coffee guy tilted up and over, resting his belly on the ledge, peeking. "Is that what I think -- no, just your shoe. Interesting. You dress like a wage slave drone, but those are some snappy sneakers."

"Sometimes I have to run to put out fires," SM replied dryly. Which was true enough. On more than one occasion, he had, especially when Combustion Man got too worked up. Oh, he didn't usually set more than the beds ablaze, but someone had to be quick on the draw with an extinguisher.

The truth was he wore the sneakers because they were comfortable, and it was one way of giving management the finger. Not that he'd admit it, of course, to a diner jockey.

He paused. "A hunk like me?"

"Well, yeah." Once he'd gotten up there, the coffee guy sat on the ledge, swinging his own sneakered feet back and forth. "You're a definite hottie. At least an eight on a scale of one to ten. Why do you think I waited to bring your coffee over myself?"

"To be annoying?"

"There is that," Coffee Guy agreed cheerfully. SM didn't see any harm in calling him that. It was neatly printed on his diner nametag, pinned crookedly on his tight-fitting T-shirt. "It's one of my better attributes."

"I'd hate to see the worse ones." SM took another sip of the brew. He blinked. "It's hotter."

"Thanks." Coffee Guy flexed his muscles. "I kind of thought so, myself."

"No, you dolt. I meant the coffee. It's not as cold anymore." SM took a careful sip and almost burned his tongue. He looked up accusingly. "Okay, give. How'd you do that?"

Coffee Guy shrugged. "It's a city full of real comic book heroes, right? Just about everyone and their brother has some kind of freaky power. I have dominion over the almighty bean, blessed be the name of Java. Behold." He pointed at SM's cup, which refilled the slight distance back up to the lid. "Talk about your never-ending pot."

"You're kidding me." SM drank again. "How'd you get a sweet talent like that?"

"As if it's special." Coffee Guy snorted. He started to flick through the check-in register. "All it gets me is the graveyard shift at a hotel diner. Or is this a motel? I can never keep it straight."

"Hotel. They have hallways and doors that open from the inside. Motels open onto the street."

"You learn something new every day."

"Keeps the brain active." SM peered at the cardboard tray with his other three, now steaming, cups of coffee. "Do you have the ability to summon cream and sugar as well?"

"Somehow I knew you'd be the kind of guy who had a sweet tooth." CG grinned at SM and reached into his pockets. "Wasn't room on the tray, but I came through in the clinch."

"Oh, God. You're an angel." SM groaned in pleasure as he cracked open two still-cool plastic cup-ettes of condensed milk and poured them in his cup. The sugar came next: three packets. "Swizzle stick?"

"They're not called swizzle sticks, moron."

SM cut CG a sharp look. "Oh, yeah? What's the right name, then?"

"Hell if I know." CG swung his legs a few more times while SM fixed his coffee to his pleasure. He even whistled a few bars of a tune, pretty badly off-key. In the middle of a bar, just as SM was recognizing the melody, he broke off to say, casually, "I kind of figured you to be the kind of guy who likes cream."