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Heading to the front office he’s really starting to feel the loss of his morning coffee. He’s so tired he almost misses the clumps of mud and dirt that are starting to cover the pathway. But there’s no way he could miss a whole plot dug up. Right next to the brand new bulbs he planted yesterday a whole plot is disturbed, grass, topsoil, down to the rocky soil that lies deep under.
“I swear to Christ if those boys dug up the wrong plot-” he starts, but it dies in his chest. The actual plot isn’t very far from where he stands. He can see it from there, and he can see it neatly refilled with the green tarp covering it, waiting to be reseeded with grass. That cold discomfort sets into his stomach again, and all his reassurances melt away. Something else dug this plot up.
The headstone is old, unreadable and crooked as it sits at the maw of the hole. It’s dug sloppy and uneven, like it wasn’t even done with a tool. Like it was done with nothing more than bare hands.
John is a humble graveyard keeper. Happy, if not a bit bored. Then a grave is disturbed, a stranger appears at his house, and everything changes.
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26 Jun 2026
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“Not old.” A scar ran down the side of Ghost’s face, perpendicular to the cut of his jawline, and it shifted as he spoke, “Younger than Price.”
“Really?” Soap’s stool scraped across the floor as he tugged it closer. Far too close for two grown, military sculpted men to be to each other but Soap had had at least two tequila shots even before he’d started on his next drinks, so it felt like nothing at all to be able to smell that Ghost was clean. No blood. No dirt. Clean, washed skin underneath his clothes and mask, “I mean, that wee glance you gave us of your mug back before the raid wasn’t much to go on.”
“Thought you might have gone rifling through my file.”
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Or: Ghost and Soap are the last ones left in the bar after the final MW2 mission, knees touching, and Soap can't help himself. Can't stop the little, needling shit that lives in the back of his head and cajoles him into pushing himself into Ghost's vision. 'Just a snog, sir. We don't have to tell.' Except, it's not really that easy, is it?
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- Part 1 of i think i was meant to keep you warm
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23 Jun 2026
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Kyle looks downright edible in that outfit. His toned body only accentuated by the burgundy mesh, his ass perfectly filling out the trousers he's wearing, the taper of his waist down into the belt. John's distracted by the earrings Kyle's wearing. He knew he had his ears pierced but he didn't know he has so many. They're all gold, glittering from the bar in the top of his ear to the spiral that appears as if it weaves through several piercings along the shell of Gaz's ear, down to the impossibly thin gold chain that dangles from the lobe of his left ear.
John and Kyle have never been anything and, truthfully, he knows he doesn't have feelings for Kyle. . . but looking at him right now? With his warm hands roaming an increasing amount of John's bare thighs. . .
Fuck
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21 Jun 2026
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Simon Riley, known as “The Ghost of Manchester,” has spent fifteen years as the most feared hitman in Britain’s underworld, until one last job grants him a chance at a new life. He escapes to Wynndale, a picture-perfect Yorkshire village decked in Christmas cheer, determined to live in the shadows and forget his violent past. Which proves impossible when Johnny MacTavish, a cheerful ex-soldier turned coffee shop owner of The Sneaky Kilt, and relentless spreader of holiday spirit, crashes through Simon’s defenses like nothing he's ever experienced before.
As Wynndale celebrates the season, Simon is drawn into Johnny’s world of found family, sparkly kilts, the true joy that comes with Christmas, and after-hours decorating. Before long, he finds his dark grey world slowly transformed into golds, greens, and reds, though none as vibrant as the blue eyes of Johnny.
However, when Simon discovers Johnny's in danger from more than just the local thugs threatening his coffee shop, Simon must confront the darkness he can’t outrun, a lifetime of cold and calculation, and what it truly means to love and live with another.
Or as I like to call it: "Hallmark Presents : A Hitman For Christmas"
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Johnny never expected a delivery route to change his life, but one rainy doorstep leads him to Simon, a quiet mechanic with a guarded past, and Eli, his kid who barely speaks but watches Johnny like he’s stepped straight out of his favorite cartoon.
Johnny learns he looks a lot like Captain Blaze, Eli’s superhero obsession, and somehow, that’s enough to earn him a place at their table. Simon’s trying to hold everything together. Johnny’s not sure where he belongs. But maybe, just maybe, they’re exactly what each other needs.
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15 Jun 2026