When Christmas arrives, it’s not only the Turkey that gets stuffed! Michael’s life has changed dramatically, and as he heads home from his parent’s house and their traditional Christmas gathering, Michael can’t help but reflect on the reasons why his husband left him. Michael knew it was his fault. It was just another tragedy to add to his growing list of woes. But just as he is about to reach the safety of his empty home, he witnesses something remarkable, a glowing U.F.O that lights up the sky above him. He can only watch in stunned amazement as something breaks away from the U.F.O and crashes into the surrounding forest. Dazed by his extraordinary encounter, Michael is even more surprised to find a naked man in the middle of the road. As he tries to help the enigmatic stranger, Michael witnesses a miracle that changes his life forever, and Christmas is reborn in a heart he thought was forever broken. WARNING: This short story contains graphic language and explicit scenes of a sexual nature. Please avoid if you are offended by adult content.
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I think that as I approach that milestone that is fifty, I must be one of the oldest gamers on the face of this earth. Many a day you will find me lashed to my PS4 enjoying a good session of Skyrim. Who doesn’t love a good session of Skyrim? I love writing—I have done it since I was a child when I would happily write about the latest episode of Doctor Who (Tom Baker in those days) in my schoolbooks. Growing up and becoming a business owner with my friend Jayne left little time to pursue my dream of publication, but of late the desire and the compulsion to put words onto paper have once again dominated my life so that now, my laptop has become surgically fused to my fingertips. There is something desperately satisfying about telling a story. My fascination with History, Religion and Conspiracy theories have, in this instance, gone hand-in-hand with my love of all things vampire, fantasy, sci-fi and horror. I drove my parents nuts when I was young because that was all I would read about in books, all I would watch on television, but they have held me in good stead, and long may my obsession with the subjects continue, at least, that is, until the day they put me in my own wooden box. And imagination is such a wonderful thing. I once had a rather vivid dream about David Tennant and the Tardis console, but I could not possibly go into details about that here. Let’s just say that my polarity was well and truly reversed. Dead Camp is just the beginning. I have to check my knickers every day at the thought that this book is now in the public domain. My first book, and I hope the first of many. And to those out there who love to write, who love to transport us to new worlds, or old worlds with a twisted perspective, I say to you keep going. I never thought I would ever see my work available to download, and thanks to eXtasy Books, the dream that I always thought unobtainable has finally come true. So thank you all at eXtasy, I am one happy homosexual thanks to you, and thank you the reader for taking the time to read this strange tale and allowing Eli and the incomparable Malachi into your lives. And now I really need Skyrim.
