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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    On a quiet, sunny Tuesday afternoon in January the house looms, larger than life, more than it’s ever seemed to before in all his thirty-three years. As a kid he was scared of it sometimes, how big his house was, with its big pillars and wide doors and many windows and his mother’s watchful gaze around every corner. Some nights he’d come home late after playing with Jonah down the street and stand at the bottom step, wringing his hands nervously as he stared at the house in the nighttime, afraid of the shadows cast under the light of the moon as he thought about his parents waiting for him on the other side. There were days where the house felt too big, while other days he felt suffocated, despite the enormity of his room, Paul’s, Grace’s, every room in the house seeming cavernous in their size.

    And after Paul, the house had never been quieter. Never as stifling and tense as it was during those few days after his death. Louis despised it even more.

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    10 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 23

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    Lestat stumbles through a haze in which nothing is clear but ghosts. The drugs banish them, usually, but it isn't a perfect science—on an unlucky night, what yesterday swept them away resummons them tenfold.

    Tonight is an unlucky night.

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    10 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    Louis joins Lestat for a few tour stops, they fall (more) in love.

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    05 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 88

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    “What do you want, Louis?” Lestat cuts in, narrowing his eyes salaciously. “Do you want me to beg for it?”

    Louis’s lawyer opens his mouth, but Louis cuts him off, looking straight at Lestat.

    “I have a string of new businesses,” Louis says, shrugging one shoulder, like all of this is casual. “Appealing to a specific type of clientele.”

    Lestat’s top lip curls. “You want me to promote your clubs.”

    “I do.”

    He sighs. “I can make an Instagram tweet.”

    ~

    Lestat has refused to speak to Louis since the book came out. Suddenly, in the middle of his rock tour, his account with Roget is drained. Louis has an interesting way for Lestat to get his money back.

    A sequel to "three weeks"

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    26 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 34

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    Louis knows the pressure wouldn’t be enough to make himself come. But Lestat was different. Lestat, as Louis came to know him over the years of their companionship (or, acquaintanceship, friendship, ex-husbandship), was that if you can get Lestat riled up enough, he can come from anything—a hand coming down on his ass, a fingernail on the slit of his cock, a feather across his tits.

    A gust of wind.

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    16 Dec 2025