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As is tradition, on the Eve of All Saints Day (All Hallow's Eve), Origin and Collection eYaoiES homoerotic have prepared a compilation of stories. Created by writers of different nationalities, reflected their particular points of view in stories related to this second volume of stories date.The homoerotic Halloween comes to light with the intention of promoting the work of other English writers, joining their different styles and concerns about the same referent: sensuality and eroticism between same sex.



Contentor this volume:

1. My Way - Limiko

2. In your paradise Greek - Nimphie

3. Corey Fox - Greenleaf

4. From the past - Nady Maguiña

5. Table - Aurora Seldon Island
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doctor - Capandres

7. The Phantom - Barbara I. M. Olvera

8. The best dust of history - Dablin

9. Night Watch - Abysm

10. Dangerous Games - Van Krausser

11. The island of souls - Maria Llopis

12. The night of the King Pumpkin - Netsu

13. Black Sheep - Hisui

14. Who's afraid? - Tasalandrei

15. Unwanted visitors - Mey and Barbara I. M. Olvera



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of sacred powers in intensive garden sulfur. Charred yellow cliff edge, uncertain, in some corner of a forest occluded in the word that gives life.

nest of ashes, a moment petals night, following fires of sunset.

inspire lovers and bird-fire is already burning arrow. Rivers

warm stones lick their passionate calm and for a moment there is no up or down, vertiginous abolition of gravity by a flaming ascent will fall into a sea of clouds streaked chiaroscuro which foam.

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to, but certainly had a table, three chairs and a cabinet with many drawers and shelves. Sounding bolder through the incandescent clarity of the room were signs of a bed and a coffee machine. The impression that the room is changed each time he subtly uneasy.

One of the chairs was approaching. When he was next to one of his wooden legs discovered that the chairs and the table had their own light. With distant nostalgia savored an evening with coffee and croissants which again served on a white cloth dyed sunset. He was sitting in the chair to his right, but that was not impressed in any way. Chair on the left a small horizontal bare foot rested while another similar pendulaba hanging idly at his side.

had a fleeting feeling in the stomach and even a vague latency. All that troubled him a little, but that island transmitting security, that tea began to be an oasis in the midst of endless white that filled that room perfectly asymmetrical.

At one point, the restless little feet come off the chair and rushed into the void, the oasis left behind them a warm spring thread. Small steps armed themselves with a dress that's flying fast and evoked the almost imperceptible moan of a wooden splint to hold them running. When they had gone far enough, the little feet stopped walking, stood on their ends and stretched in the arms; Up there on the shoulders of the dress, flourished a slightly wavy hair. The arms of the woman is called curtains and a window that was a satellite. The woman floated aboard the window, staring at her, tied to the table by a thin wooden road and air laden with dust grains backlight shining.

would have liked to contemplate this scene forever. Stay there, clinging to the huge wooden leg of this third seat while in a false concurrency, sipping coffee on the second.

However, on the other side of the window was orange to red, and the inevitable red to violet, and finally the deep black to let you know that she was crying.