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Contains Crash Pad from Less Than Three Press.
Nobody deserves to be without a home. In collaboration with several authors, Less Than Three Press offers up an anthology of stories about young people who find that home and family are not always where you expect to find them.
All proceeds from this charity anthology will be donated to Project Fierce Chicago.
Project Fierce Chicago’s mission is to reduce LGBTQ youth homelessness in Chicago by providing affirming, no-cost transitional housing and comprehensive support services to homeless LGBTQ young adults. PFC also aims to encourage community-building and civic engagement through cooperative living and youth leadership development.
LT3′s Project Fierce Chicago charity anthology includes 20 short stories from Aeris, Vicktor Alexander, Talya Andor, C.J. Anthony, Blaine D. Arden, Kayla Bain-Vrba, Sophie Bonaste, Kenzie Cade, Jana Denardo,Alessandra Ebulu, Dianne Hartsock, Leta Hutchins, Caitlin Ricci, Lor Rose, B. Snow, Rin Sparrow, Andrea Speed, Piper Vaughn, Layla M. Wier, and Xara X. Xanakas.
Want to donate directly? Visit the Project Fierce Chicago website.
- Pairings: M/M, F/F, genderqueer
- Content: Contains no explicit content.
- Length: 165,000 words
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This anthology will provide readers with hours of enjoyment, with proceeds going to to a much needed cause. Authors in every city should take a page from this group’s incredible idea, pun intended. With a wide variety of situations and characters, from contemporary, paranormal, to alternate worlds, starring Humans, vampires, shifters, the stories follow the lives of lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgendered, individuals, a true cross section of those in need of shelter, love, understanding, and hope. – 5 Stars
I want to start this review saying I’m very proud to be a fan of these authors. This people have donated their time and their beautiful stories to a very important cause. The Project Fierce Chicago helps all the LGBT young homeless who just need a place to be in and people who care about them and help them find a home and a family.
This anthology is so beautiful and emotional, I cried almost every story I read , I’m a crybaby I know, but some of them left me with a heartbroken to cure (in my case using lot of chocolate). – 5 Stars
Zeke was beyond pissed. Furious even. The gate to his zebra pen was wide open and his zebra, Zaid, was gone. He was going to kill someone.
“Zaid!” He shouted and waited a minute. Hot breath tickled the back of his neck and Zeke sighed in relief. He turned to find Zaid standing there with his ears perked forward. “Really? What if an inspector showed up?”
One of Zaid’s large ears twitched. His big brown eyes softened and Zaid sighed. “Don’t look at me like that.”
Zaid’s upper lip pushed out and his head bobbed. He stepped back, his muscles quivering. Zeke crossed his arms and waited. Zaid shifted and a naked man took the zebra’s place. “Sorry.” Zaid said while he stood. He walked over to Zeke with a smile. “Forgive me?’
As much as Zeke wanted to oogle his naked boyfriend he wasn’t having it. “I told you an inspector is scheduled for a surprise sometime this week.”
Zaid frowned. “How is it a surprise when you know he’s coming?”
Zeke shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I just know the week he’s coming, not exactly when.”
“So I have to be a zebra full time for a week?”
“Basically.” Damn, he wanted to jump Zaid right now.
Judging from Zaid’s smirk the bastard knew how much Zeke wanted him. “I can do that but can you?”
Zeke smirked. His gaze moved over Zaid. He was dirty but he made it look sexy. A light sheen of sweet highlighted his muscles and his flaccid cock gave a twitch of life. “If I make it a week with no sex you have to do the laundry for a month, if you win, I’ll do the laundry for a month.”
Zaid took a step back. “You’re on.” His body twitched and a zebra took his place. Zaid snorted and made a whinny noise then trotted off to the pen. Zeke shook his head and walked over Zaid to close the gate.
A car came down the drive. Zeke recognized the man driving, it was the inspector. Well, it looked like their bet didn’t matter now.