Don't Read in the Closet: Volume Four by Various Authors Read Free Book Online

and write… then I let my imagination go to
    places I never knew existed and my characters invade my mind.
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    Rory Auden – BONDS AND BUBBLE RINGS (Shifters/BDSM)
    Genre: paranormal (shape-shifters)
    Tags: shifters, BDSM, paranormal, shifter, men
    Dear Author,
    with children, Hawaii, Asian, Japanese,
    *Feel free to write any plot
    swimming, Kinbaku
    that whispers in your ear.
    Words: 8,814
    *Not a fan of historicals, but
    i wouldn’t mind a
    BONDS AND BUBBLE RINGS
    paranormal or contemporary
    by Rory Auden
    setting.
    *This request may be a
    Takumi slipped out of the Hawaii Mazu
    challenge with that kind of
    hotel by the unobtrusive service door at the side
    picture, but i would like the
    of the building and made his way along the
    story to be “kinky”. I would
    love you if you gave him a
    edge of the private beach. He picked a path over
    suit-wearing, tough Dom.
    rocks rather than cross the sands where the
    No limits on how far to go, i
    hotel guests soaked up the sun. When he was
    like dark reads.
    close to the water line, he slipped around a
    *Please don’t leave the child
    patch of rushgrass and over a broken fence to a
    as an ornament, give him a
    place where the high side of a black rock
    little personality. The term
    family dynamics, comes to
    formed a kind of cliff. Next to this, instead of
    mind.
    shallow water lapping over a wide expanse of
    [PHOTO: A beautiful Asian
    sand, there was a channel deep enough to swim
    man stares solemnly, dark
    in.
    eyes, fine mouth, and high
    cheekbones framed by
    His colleagues put up with the minimum
    shaggy black hair. In his
    wages, substandard staff accommodation and
    sweater-clad arms he
    bullying management style because of the
    cradles a naked infant. But
    though his hold on the child
    cachet of working at a luxury hotel whose
    is competent, and loving,
    guests often included Hawaiian or even minor
    something in his face says
    mainland celebrities. Takumi put up with the
    this child alone is not
    disadvantages because of this deep, narrow pool
    enough.]
    that led directly to open sea.
    I hope i’m not being too
    picky. I just really want
    He removed and folded the loose striped
    good family dynamic,
    shorts that were all he had been wearing, hiding
    without it being too sweet,
    and some kinks.
    them in a dry cleft between two rocks. He took
    one last look around to check that nobody was
    Sincerely — Rossy

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    watching, breathed in deeply, and slipped silently into the sea.
    The salt water began to change him as soon as he was two-thirds
    immersed. Hair and limbs retracted; the spine lengthened; head
    merged into the streamlined black-and-white body. In less than the
    time of one human breath, Takumi was dolphin.
    With a flick of his tail he slid along the channel, staying
    underwater until he was far enough from the beach to be invisible. It
    wasn’t difficult to stay clear of the people in the water: the hotel had a
    huge pool, and most of the guests preferred to swim there than risk the
    effects of salt water on skin and hair. Besides, with echolocation
    bouncing sounds back to him, he knew exactly what was where in the
    ocean.
    He swam out to where the water was cool and deep and then came
    up to the surface to breathe. He sensed fish, probably cod, somewhere
    below him, but decided to let them go. His yearning was not for food
    but for company.
    Without other dolphins, he didn’t feel secure. Takumi’s species,
    the Pacific white-sider, usually lived in schools or pods of at least
    thirty. In other places and other times, the half-human creatures
    known as mermen and mermaids had their own pods, but Takumi was
    the only one of his kind living on this part of the shore. If he wanted
    to swim with others – and he always did – he had to find a pod of
    pure-bred dolphins.
    They usually accepted him well enough. A merman was not a
    threat