GABRIEL POE—yes, that Poe—hates his last name.
Baltimore never lets him forget it. The city turned his infamous ancestor into a tourism empire of ravens, grave tours, and Halloween merch. But what the world doesn’t know is that Edgar Allan didn’t just write nightmares—he saw them.
Because like Gabriel, Edgar was a Raven. Not the bird—the bloodline. Seers touched by prophecy, cursed to glimpse the future through acts of intimacy that leave you exposed in more ways than one.
Gabe doesn’t want the name. He doesn’t want the visions. But desire has a way of unlocking destiny… and nightmares tend to become family business when your last name is Poe.
Between the haunted streets of a city where magic lingers, the heated sheets of seductive strangers, and the weight of a legacy that refuses to stay buried, Gabe must decide whether to run from prophecy—or finally claim it. Every touch pulls him deeper into Evermore, into futures he never asked to witness, while someone—or something—watches from the shadows, determined to keep Fate on track.
ELIJAH STEELE is inventing a new genre—part erotica, part speculative fiction, all fire. His stories fuse unapologetic gay lust with the story scale of fantasy and sci-fi, proving that worldbuilding can be just as raw, carnal, and dangerous as life itself. Each story blends imaginative stories with unflinching eroticism, pulling readers into worlds where passion drives the plot and desire reshapes destiny.
Elijah writes with the sensitivity of an empath and the sexual appetite of a storyteller who refuses to hold back. When he isn’t at the keyboard, you can usually find him in the kitchen cooking or just enjoying time with his husband and two mini schnauzers in Tampa, Florida—living life as boldly as the worlds he creates.
