Blood Fruit

A Queer Collection of Dark Tales of the Macabre and the Horrific.  
Eleven tales from new and established authors of Queer Speculative Fiction. Edited James EM Rasmussen
Stories    Laramie Dean; Jamie Freeman; Shanna Germain; Garry McLaughlin; TA Moore; Stephen Osborne; Trent Roman; Mark Silcox; Nathan Sims; Quinn Smythwood; Raymond Yeo The Lure of Dangerous Woman by Shanna Germain : The things that call to us—music, cigarettes, art, women—are as strong and murky as the bayou. In New Orleans, they are the bayou.   A Different Kind of Monster by TA Moore :  It wasn’t Peter’s beauty that attracted Sol, rather his cruelty... He was a cold flame to Sol’s moth.   Just Past Winter by Nathan Sims :  Prisoner of an enemy pack, Marcus has one chance at freedom. But what will the werewolf have to sacrifice to make it back home?   Hemophobia by Trent Roman : Connor is an (un)living a vampire who is afraid of blood. But he’ll have to push through the fear—or his only friend will be dead before the night is out.   The Diarist by Mark Silcox : It was Mitchell who found the old man’s diary, but Leo who couldn’t stop reading it. Sometimes the memories of the dead can bleed into the world of the living...   After All by Laramie Dean : Danny is making enormous changes in his life after his last disastrous relationship...but all it takes is a chalk-white face at the window to spin everything out of control.   Happy Anniversary by Stephen Osborne : An evening playing with a spirit board brings terror to Max and Perry when a vengeful spirit from Max’s past is conjured.   Tombstone by Raymond Yeo : Nick’s sister is back in town and she’s brought her own demon...   Captive Magic by Garry McLaughlin : Bannister is just a harmless old man, isn’t he? At least that is what Scott thinks until a chain of events cause him to suspect that Bannister is anything but harmless.   Hollow by Jamie Freeman : Theo has a secret life he’s killing for…   For Her Eyes by Quinn Smythwood : Angeline’s life just turned into a fairytale, but there’s something wicked scratching its way through the walls...