GENRE: Gay Fantasy Spicy Romance
LENGTH: 38,976 words
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Savanne, prince of Casmir and heir to the throne, is a handsome man loved by all, until he is sent to another reality known as Earth. He is lost in our world, and can’t find the doorway back home.

Writer Val Kingsley finds a mysterious man on his doorstep, clearly in need of help, and takes him in. He finds it hard to believe Savanne came from a different world where fairytale characters are real.

The two men feel a strong attraction to the other, and Val decides to accompany Savanne on his harrowing journey back home. Will this adult fairy tale have a happily-ever-after ending, or will it go down in defeat from an evil that is too strong, a magic too powerful, and a love caught in between?

EXCERPT:
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

As Val’s eyes raked over his body, he could almost see beyond his ragged clothes to a garment that included crowns, sashes, and buckles. With this thought still in mind, he looked at Savanne, and with a curious gleam in his eyes, he asked, “So, where is your kingdom ... Savanne? Where do you reign? Is it this ... Casmir you mentioned?”

“Yes,” Savanne said shortly.

“I’ve never heard of it.”

“And I had never heard of your world until ...”

“You keep calling this place a ... world. What the hell are you talking about?”

“You think I’m lying?”

“I don’t know, damn it. But I’ve lived in this country all my life and have even traveled extensively. If there’s a place called Casmir anywhere on this planet, I’ve never heard of it.”

“Who said it was on this planet?”

“Oh, I see,” Val said sarcastically.”You’re one of those little green men, are you?”

Savanne, clearly insulted, stood up slowly, his face dark and angry.”You will not insult me again,” he whispered threateningly.”Just because I’m a little different from the other people in this ... this ... world of yours doesn’t mean I’m not as good. I am a prince, and if we were in my world, I could have you flogged within an inch of your life.”

Slowly, Val stood and faced Savanne, their gazes meeting in confrontation. They didn’t blink or look away, but each one followed the other as a silent war was waged between them.

It certainly did seem as if this man had lived his life in command. He walked like royalty, talked like royalty, and had a lofty way about him. Still, for all his confidence and self-assurance he tried to assert, Val could tell that underneath it all he was lost, alone, and afraid. That was when he knew that this man, royalty or not, was just trying to put up a brave front. Hell, maybe he was a king, a prince, or the president of some country he’d never heard of. He was ready to believe he came from a place called Casmir until he began spouting off words like “Unknown Ocean” and “End of the World.” Still, he didn’t seem crazy -- or did he? He only knew one thing for certain. Until he knew just what this man’s story really was, one thought lingered in the back of Val’s mind.

Who the hell have I just brought in off my doorstep?