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.In the DarknessCharles Edwardwww.loose-id.comIn the DarknessCopyright © August 2011 by Charles EdwardAll rights reserved.This copy is intended for the original purchaser of this e-book ONLY.No part of this e-book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without prior written permission from Loose Id LLC.Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights.Purchase only authorized editions.eISBN 978-1-61118-452-5Editor: Venessa GiuntaCover Artist: Valerie TibbsPrinted in the United States of AmericaPublished byLoose Id LLCPO Box 425960San Francisco CA 94142-5960www.loose-id.comThis e-book is a work of fiction.While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.WarningThis e-book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language and may be considered offensive to some readers.Loose Id LLC’s e-books are for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase.Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.* * *DISCLAIMER: Please do not try any new sexual practice, especially those that might be found in our BDSM/fetish titles without the guidance of an experienced practitioner.Neither Loose Id LLC nor its authors will be responsible for any loss, harm, injury or death resulting from use of the information contained in any of its titles.DedicationTo Daryl, for everythingTo Becky, for friendshipAcknowledgementI owe a debt of gratitude to Bob Davis, who gave me the glimmer of a character idea, which led me to ask the questions answered in this story.I’m grateful to my editor, Venessa Giunta (www.venessagiunta.com), for her guidance, patience, and the things I have learned from her.This book would not exist without the encouragement of my beta readers (in order by draft):Becky Spain-KaiserKrista Robinson-LawlorJade Archer (www.jadearcher.com)A.B.Gayle (www.abgayle.com)Roger Kean (recklessbooks.co.uk)My models for “how to write naughty” in this book were Brandon Fox and Amanda Young.Several critique partners provided guidance on portions of the manuscript: L.C.Chase, William Cooper, Casey Cox, Lissa Kasey, Evie Kiels, Piper Vaughn, and Xara X.Xanakis.I am grateful for the advice and support received from authors and readers on Goodreads.com:The On Fiction Writing Group: especially Anna from Alaska for help with the bear.The M/M Romance Group and authors I “met” there: moderators Lori, Jason, and Jen; everyone who participates in the discussion threads; Heidi Cullinan for teaching me how to write a blurb; Jordan Castillo Price for her fantastic erotica-writing podcast and book recommendations; and Josh Lanyon for Man, Oh Man: Writing M/M Fiction for Cash and Kinks.Chapter OneThe ghost watched the boys’ campsite from a discreet distance.They had set their tent in a place they should not be, and for that he was truly pleased.They were young men from the nearby village.Maybe they didn’t know they trespassed, or maybe they didn’t care.Either way, the ghost could watch them more closely than ever.He had learned to be a ghost when he was very much smaller, when his parents first let him go out to do chores alone in the darkness that would conceal him.He worked out how to do his jobs quickly so there would often be time to go near the village, to learn about the people who lived there.But, always cautious, he remained far enough away that they wouldn’t see his eyes upon them.The three who trespassed tonight were the most interesting of the villagers, youths older than his own eighteen summers.Often they did things he understood, like having practice battles in the field, hunting, or fishing in the river in the early morning.Sometimes, like all villagers, they did things he didn’t understand at all.By now he knew their names: Tyber, Evin, and Johan.He had seen them many times in the evening or early morning, unloading crates and barrels from barges that came downriver, or searching in the woods for plants.They and others did these tasks at the direction of an old woman.What did they do with all that stuff? Whatever it was, they did it during the day when he couldn’t watch, so he had never managed to find out.Yet.He had come to observe them at nightfall, and as the protective darkness deepened, he crept yet closer to their riverside camp.They danced around a fire, waving swords and axes, boasting to one another about how many boggarts or demons from the underworld they might kill to protect their village.Arms and tongues soon tired of that game.They dropped their weapons, shed their clothing, and went to wash in the river.While bathing, they laughed and shouted and flung water at one another.Their laughter made the ghost happy, but it also made him hurt because he couldn’t join them.He liked to play in the water too, but of course he had to do it alone [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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