Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 5 of 6

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS –

Yohji lay on his bed, sulking. An ashtray with the butts from half a pack of cigarettes lay on his chest, his fingers holding yet another cigarette above it. American blues played from his CD player, a fitting soundtrack, he thought, for his current blue mood.

Aya hadn’t even been gone three hours! Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 5 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 4 of 6

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– INEVITABLE COINCIDENCES –

Omi had never spent a more frustrating time in his life! Well, that wasn’t true. There were some pretty frustrating days back before the fall of Esset. And then before that, the memories he’d suppressed of the time he was kidnapped…

OK, he hadn’t spent a more sexually frustrating time in his life. Yes! That was it. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 4 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 3 of 6

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– PURE ENJOYMENT –

Yohji stared at the ceiling, wondering what the hell he’d just done.

Aya’s heart beat in time to his and the time was racing. Unthinking, seeking comfort, Yohji pressed his cheek against Aya’s head, distracting himself with the silkiness of his hair. He so didn’t want to think about it. He just wanted to enjoy before something like reality interfered. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 3 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 2 of 6

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– EXCELLENT OPPORTUNITY –

“Yohji!”

Yohji flinched back from the open window. “What?!”

He spun to face Ken, who leaned in his doorway, fingers hooked above him on the doorframe. It made the muscles of the bare arms poking out of his sleeveless t-shirt all the more evident. And why the hell are you noticing Ken’s body? Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 2 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 1 of 6

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

And the nightclub Outkast is purely fictional.

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– PLAN IN MOTION –

Aya sighed, placing a bookmark into his book and setting it aside. He sat for a moment in the armchair, listening to Yohji’s voice go on and on about the various virtues—or lack thereof—of his latest conquest. Esset may be foiled, Aya-chan may be awake and in school, the Koneko and the flowershop may be far behind, but some things never changed. Kudoh Yohji was one of those things.

Aya wondered if he should proceed with the plan he’d half-concocted over the past few months. But, when Yohji started to mention that not only had the female in question but her girlfriend as well had been interested, his decision was made.

Enough of this. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 1 of 6

EXCERPT – Dark Elves III: Salvation

This title is in transition.

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©2006 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Radin hovered back, allowing other men to vie for Irin’s attention. He watched, amused, as they would gain her attention and slowly step into the shield, only to be shoved back when another snagged her fancy. It was a well-known game, and most of those who took the first try knew they weren’t likely to win. But, by showing an interest, they made themselves known to Hyle, who would likely remember and put them on the list of Irin’s lovers. Also, they helped to fan the flames of Irin’s lust, which spread out to affect the audience.

The initial onslaught subsided in good-natured rivalry as the men jostled for attention. Only one fight broke out, and it was minor. Continue reading EXCERPT – Dark Elves III: Salvation

EXCERPT – Leashed: Two For One Deal

This title is no longer available as of June 2018.

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©2005 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

We were all silent with our thoughts. Michael sat up, gaze pointed toward my bookshelf but I doubted my paperback collection was his focus. Rudy sank back in my chair, brimming with expectation. I stayed very still and watched Michael. He was quite obviously the leader of the two and he knew way more about the situation than I could have hoped. I felt pretty confident that, with him on my side, I could stave off Roland.

Of course, with him at my side, I’d love to do a bunch of other things. Afternoon sunlight streamed through the sheers on the window behind the couch, touching off mahogany highlights in his hair. It my have been fancy, but I’m pretty sure that I could see the ghost of the rosettes that would decorate his hide when he changed to a jaguar. Continue reading EXCERPT – Leashed: Two For One Deal

EXCERPT – Dark Elves II: Mastered

This title is in transition.

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©2005 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Suzana ran. Shadowy branches reached out to grab her and rocks burst forth from the ground to trip her. She fell often, but picked herself up and continued.

Stupid! She railed at herself, even as she continued. She had only the scant clothes on her back, no food and no survival skills. She did not have the key to the belt around her waist. Nor was her body fit for such exercise. She fully expected a huge, wild animal to come crashing down on her at any moment and end her life. Continue reading EXCERPT – Dark Elves II: Mastered

EXCERPT – Dark Elves I: Taken

This title is in transition.

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©2005 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“It’s warm,” Gala realized.

Diana took a moment to judge, idly rubbing a hand against her chest. “It’s got to be the trees,” she stated. “No breeze.”

Gala nodded, but continued to look about. Why was she flushed? Of a sudden, her tunic was either far too tight or her breasts had swelled. The saddle between her legs grew increasingly uncomfortable as she realized she felt … aroused? Continue reading EXCERPT – Dark Elves I: Taken

Rain and Sand

©2002 Jet Mykles

While on vacation, Tina sees an opportunity that’s just too good to pass up. What would you do if you saw a hunk standing all alone out in the tropical rain?

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She watched him from the door of the coffee shop. He leaned carelessly against the pier rail overlooking the beach, seemingly unconcerned that Mother Nature was unleashing a torrent of rain on his head.

Not that the rain mattered much in the humidity. That was one of the wonderful things about being in the tropics. You could stand out in the rain wearing nothing but a white tank top, trunks and sandals.

She cocked her head to the side as she continued to sip her coffee. At least she thought the shirt was white. It was hard to tell as it was currently plastered as a translucent second skin on rock-hard tan skin. Continue reading Rain and Sand

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