Lina Langley

My Only Home Lina Langley

Anthony Marin has the perfect life. Fine clothing, a good estate, a rising position among the social elite of 1920s New York--and a beautiful summer villa, where he has every intention of enjoying a few days away from the social pressures placed on any fine young gentleman of good breeding.

Yet the moment he steps foot in his sprawling summer home, he's taken by a chill. The house is nothing as he remembers it; the lush Victorian decorations have been replaced by tawdry things in tasteless colors, and everywhere are these strange machines that actually run on electricity, perish the thought. Even worse, his house is full of strangers. The worst of them all?

A brash, entirely common upstart named Noah who actually claims he owns the place.

Noah's not quite sure what to make of the man who shows up to the mystery dinner fundraiser to save his failing bed and breakfast. At first, he'd thought Anthony was a plus one for one of the guests, but from his perfect period dress to his mannerisms, the man fits in to the scenario too well. But when the dinner's over and Anthony's still not out of costume, Noah slowly begins to realize he's got a twentieth-century stowaway catapulted into his twenty-first century life. He's got to help Anthony get back to his own time, his own life...but with every moment the two men spend together, a budding attraction turns into more. Something forbidden, in Anthony's world. Something breathless and compelling, in Noah's.

And if he's willing to open his heart and overcome his fears, Anthony may just forget returning to 1923...when he discovers Noah Oyler is his only home.

This story is approximately 30,000 words in length and contains adult language & explicit erotic scenes. It also contains scenes of internalized homophobia.