Résultats pour "das boot" dans LGBT

If asked to list all the folks in Darling, Montana I can’t stand, I’d have a single name. Noah King. He’s the second-best farrier in town (me being the first). A royal pain in my behind. And an all-around smug pest I wouldn’t mind knocking down a peg or two. It’s no surprise after so many years, our animosity has come to a head. I just never in my wildest, hate-fueled fantasies expected Noah’s attack to involve his lips on mine. It was a mistake, no question. But apparently I still have some things to figure out about myself.

Imbued with ancient powers and abilities from the mysterious Madam Zelda, Keagan is tasked with protecting Boots. He’ll do anything for the mysterious stranger, including taking on Morgan City’s heroes and the newly reformed Three Bears. Boots has a greater destiny, and it is up to Keagan along with his foulmouthed kitten companion Fierce to help him fulfill it. With the Demon Twinks and Doctor Gingerman on their heels, Keagan has to begrudgingly join forces with Shadow Guardian and his band of heroes to thwart their evil plans.

Meg Tallmadge is a veterinarian at a clinic in Laramie, Wyoming. She’s got a great job, great friends, deep ties to the family ranch, and big plans for her vet future. Sure, there are bumps in the road, like her mom’s continued denial about who Meg is and her painful and infuriating attempts to make Meg a “proper” woman. Then there’s Meg’s recent breakup with a girlfriend, which has her wondering why she can’t seem to open up to relationships.

This is a retelling of the Puss in Boots fairytale with a M/M update. I always thought this tale, in which the bossy feline orders the cute young miller's son to strip naked and jump in a river, was rather sexy...and still is. Only, this happy ending isn't just happy; it's gay!

Once upon a time, in a far away long ago country that used to exist next door to France, was a small village with a mill for grinding wheat and grain. The miller’s business did well enough, for the people in the village loved to buy all manner of bread and rolls and pastry. The miller’s wife had given him three fine sons. As these things happen, one day the miller passed away, leaving his oldest sons the mill and his horse and cart.