Just Released – Encore, a WIP Anthology featuring my short story, A Touch of Glamour


An anthology about musicals… with a twist.

Who can resist a musical?

We at Wayward Ink certainly can’t!
Boys and Girls, go don your tux. Slink into your gown. Strap on your heels. Dust off that tiara and wrap yourselves in a feather boa!
Come celebrate the extravaganza with us!
Waltz through ten short stories inspired by some of the world’s most popular musicals.

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Amazon UK | Amazon AUWIP | B&N | ARe 

***Buy your copy from the Wayward Ink Publishing website by the end of March and take advantage of the 25% discount on all WIP titles!


Stories Included

What’s Up Pussycat?
Louise Lyons

Heartbroken Finley fears he’ll never recover from the loss of his lover, Andrew, who was a star of the Cats musical.
But then Finley has an idea…
What if her were to take Andrew’s part in the musical and hopefully make his man proud?

Over The Rainbow
Lily G. Blunt

Dorian has been cast as Dorothy in his school’s production of The Wizard of Oz.
Like his character, Dorian is about to discover whether dreams really do come true.

Broadway Devils
Eric Gober

A geek and his flashy rival . . .
A leading man they both love . . .
A starring role they both want . . .
All’s fair in love and Broadway.
May the best diva take it all!

Angel in the Wings
Asta Idonea

When handsome Phantom, Christopher Keane requests Marcus as his dresser, the action in the wings could be just as exciting as anything taking place on stage…

My South Pacific
Taylin Clavelli

British born Callum has given up on love.
Will he find it again among the Hawaiian reefs?
Or will there be more sharks…

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Enjoy The Show
Lisa A. Adams

Dylan Rucker’s online dating adventures landed him the perfect match.
When “Mister Right” stands him up at the dinner theater, Dylan wants to crawl home defeated.
But, the night is young…
With an unexpected flirtation with the lead actor, Dylan must decide.
Hold out for his “Mister Right”?
Or, sit back and enjoy the show?

The One That I Want
R.J. Jones

“What, you don’t think Danny’s hot?”
“I prefer Kenickie. He can pin me against a wall anytime.”

A Touch Glamour
Alina Popescu

Tudor has big plans for New York City.
Ditch his homophobic colleague. See a musical. Definitely check out the go-go boys.
Meeting one Phantom on Grindr wasn’t in the script.
Tudor gets caught up in a whirlwind when his favorite musical character steps off the stage and into his life.

A Man Who Measures Up
Cecil Wilde

When you’re in musical theater, love is just a jump to the left and a step to the right.

A Night at the Opera
Vanessa Clark

Rick never cared for opera.
He thought opera singers were old, outdated, and fat.
That was until he met Giovanni, an opera singer who’s far from that!
No. Giovanni is statuesque, young, refreshing, and beautiful.
Giovanni opened Rick’s mind to a new world, and Rick’s first ever opera experience definitely wasn’t going to be his last.
But little does Giovanni realize that Rick will open his mind to a new experience too…


Excerpt – A Touch of Glamour

The moment Tudor sat down, the evening started to go downhill. Thinking no one could understand him, Radu was being very loud with his hateful comments. He pointed out everyone there was either gay or whipped. Tudor was dying to tell him they were all better than him, ’cause they at least had something going on for them. Radu had come because his mommy had told him to. Instead, he rolled his eyes and tried to prevent the man from ruining his night.

He then made the mistake of taking his jacket off. Tudor immediately figured out that was not an option. A huge air conditioning vent was right above him, blowing cold air directly at him. The one thing he hated about the US was that they turned the air conditioning on the moment it stopped being cold enough to skate or ski. It was early May, it had been sunny, true, but it was barely ten degrees in the theatre, hardly hot enough for that amount of cold air being blown inside. He shivered profusely and put his jacket back on.

Once that problem was solved he was again faced with Radu, and he fought his dark urges to slice his throat open enough to shut him up by checking the program for the night’s show. The only name that caught his eye was Vincent Talbot who was playing the Phantom tonight. He’d always liked the name Vincent, and Talbot was easy to remember. It was the surname of his all-time-favorite male pole dancer, Chris Talbot. The more he tried to immerse himself into the program and the atmosphere of the theatre, the more Radu tried to spoil it for him.

“So, do you take it up the bottom, or are you like the male of the relationship?” he asked, feigning genuine interest.

“There is no male role, idiot. It’s a relationship between two men. They are both playing the male part.”

“Yeah, yeah, you know what I mean. Just answer the question. You look like a top, but I don’t know. You like musicals and shit.”

Tudor crumpled the program, his head snapping to his right to look at Radu. “Why the fuck would I tell you?”

Radu opened his mouth to say something, but a Grindr alert stopped him. Tudor took his phone out of his jacket’s inner pocket with the intent of turning it off, but Radu’s disgusted snarl and awkward twist of his mouth made him reconsider. He merely muted it and started browsing the nearby hunks.

A tap on his shoulder made him turn, his eyes landing on a very regal-looking, older gentleman. Although lit, the room wasn’t bright enough for him to tell exactly what color his eyes were, but the disapproval could not be mistaken. Arching a perfect eyebrow, the man gave Tudor a tight smile.

“Young man, I understand you are out and proud or whatever your generation uses as a slogan, but desperately looking for sex at the theatre is poor form. It makes us all look bad.”

Tudor smiled, so brightly that the corners of his lips almost reached his eyes. He couldn’t imagine how this guy would react if locked in a room with all the sex hungry gays of the city that had approached him in the past twenty-four hours or so. He leaned closer, his voice almost a whisper.

“I am sorry, sir. I’ve been dealing with the gay bashing coming from this thorn in my side for too long. Grindr gets him so disgusted and appalled that he actually shuts up for a few precious minutes.”

“Yes, still…” the man said, looking at Radu over Tudor’s shoulder.

“It’s that or banging his head into the seat in front of him. So, if you don’t mind, please, keep your judgment to yourself, I’ve had enough today,” Tudor said, winking cheerfully at the man and leaning back into his seat.

“No way man, you’re into older dudes? Is that your date for tonight?” Radu had an amused look, his lips twitching in anticipation of his next wise remark.

“Yes, actually we’re going to fuck at intermission,” Tudor said, turning away from him. The man on his left had noticed Radu’s obvious staring and asked him what was going on. Tudor translated quickly, loud enough for Radu to hear them. The bastard spoke English fairly well; he could be a part of the conversation.

“Oh indeed, we always take the closest available body. We’re going to have quite a workout and you are welcome to join us, as far as I’m concerned,” the man said, leering at Radu who promptly retreated in the farthest corner of his seat.

“Keep on grinding, young man, keep on grinding,” the man hissed at Tudor who couldn’t help the genuine laughter.

“Planning on it!” Just then his phone vibrated with a new message. It was a message from some guy he’d not chatted with before. As usual, he first checked the profile and was greeted by a dazzling smile and a piercing green eye. Just one, as the other one was covered by a white, Phantom-style face mask. The man claimed to be a musical lover and he looked absolutely delicious. Well built, but slimmer than Tudor was, not as bulky, and even in the few photos he had on the profile, he had an undeniable grace to him.

Tudor licked his lips slowly, his fingers tapping nervously to get back to the message.

Hey, what are you up to tonight? Enjoying NYC? 

Hi. Yes, I am, very much so. At a musical actually, waiting for it to start. 

Well, it’s not the Big Apple without a little Broadway, is it? 

Definitely not! It’s my first ever, so I hope it will be everything I imagine it to be. 

Has to be! You’re too cute to have our musicals chase you away. 

Tudor had thought of himself in many ways and had been complimented enough by his partners. Yet cute was not a word he or anyone else would have used to describe him. Surprisingly, he liked it, warmth flooding his stomach as he rolled it over again and again in his mind.

It takes more than a little hiccup to drive me away 😉 

Glad to hear that. I have to run, hope to catch you later, handsome. 

See you around, Phantom. 

Oh, you got the reference. Nice!

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A pleasure to meet you! I’m Alina Popescu, an author, traveler, and hopeless coffee addict. I write urban fantasy, science fiction, paranormal, and sometimes even contemporary stories. A significant number of my books are LGBTQ fiction and romance.

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