Gentlemen under the Mistletoe
Once bitten, twice shy.
Lieutenant Alastair Norton has vowed to never let his feelings or desire rule his heart again.
After five years, he has come back to Haworth, to celebrate the Christmas holidays with his family at Longlands Hall.
However, Alastair’s return brings both old and painful memories to the surface, as well as presenting new complications. One of the problems is Jeremy Abberton, a young reserved gentleman, who Alastair is instantly dangerously attracted to.
Will Alastair be able to keep his promise in the end? Or will he submit to temptation despite the all the risks?
Category: Gay Victorian Romance and Erotica
Length: 32pages, 8500 words
File size: 300KB
Publisher: Independently published by
My Secret Quill
“What in the Devil’s name happened…” Lieutenant Alastair Norton greeted the early Christmas Eve morning and opened his eyes slowly.
It took him a couple of moments to realise where he was, and with an enormous effort he managed to crawl out of the four-poster bed.
Longlands Hall, Alastair thought with a sour grimace. My father’s estate.
The dark guest room rested in shadows from the forgotten night candle, which burned treacherously low in a pool of white wax in its silver candle holder on the bedside table. The weak light cast long shadows over the elegant bedroom furniture, and the polished oak panelling shone softly in the flickering light.
Tags:Christmas story, gay romance, forbidden desire, M/M erotica, bondage (mild)
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I wrote this novelette because I have always wondered what it would be like if Jane Austen secretly wrote gay fiction. (And maybe she did, the manuscripts just haven’t been found yet!)
“Lost in the Labyrinth” is a story that is heavily influenced by Austen as I am sure that most readers may have noticed. (I blame it on my muse, she has been re-reading my battled copy of Pride and Prejudices once again.)
As a long-time afternoon tea addict, I spent quite some time researching Victorian tea, type of cakes, and delicious tarts. I also took the opportunity to sample my way through quite a few afternoon teas here in Oxford.)
I did quite a lot of research regarding the Victorians urge to improve their estates, Georgian architecture hallmarks, and the tradition of hedge mazes and Celtic pagan labyrinths for this story, which I hope that you enjoyed reading about.