Funnel Cakes & Overly Specific Fortunes: Paranormal Portland Stories

By KP Maxwell

Clayton Dean does not believe in magic. But when his bandmates drag him out to the same summer street festival in Portland, Oregon, that they go to every year, they find a handsome fortune teller whose predictions are a little too accurate. Between a plate of funnel cakes and a little bit of charm, will Rowan be able to convince Clay that there's more than just the magic of the festival in the air?

 

A short and steamy M/M instalove story between a grumpy skeptic and a mischievous psychic. Set in the same version of paranormal Portland as KP Maxwell's Men of Café Seuil series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bronze Owl Press
• Release date: Jul 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781951676063

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Funnel Cakes & Overly Specific Fortunes

Funnel Cakes & Overly Specific Fortunes

A Paranormal Portland Story

KP Maxwell

Bronze Owl Press

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2021 by KP Maxwell

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Cover designed by KP Maxwell

Published by Bronze Owl Press

First Edition, 2021

Contents

Funnel Cakes & Overly Specific Fortunes

A Note from KP

Have you met Damien?

About the Author

Funnel Cakes & Overly Specific Fortunes

It’s the last night of the neighborhood’s annual summer street festival in Southeast Portland, Oregon, and the street is still crowded with people and lined with colorful pop-up tents. It smells like spilled beer and fried food and the occasional burst of pot smoke. It’d be easy to get lost here, but this is Clayton Dean’s neighborhood and he’s intimately familiar with it. Plus, his bandmates have dragged him out here to experience the festival all three nights this weekend, just like they do every year, and he’s pretty sure he could draw a map of the damn thing by this point.

This year, for the first time though, they finally got to play a gig here. Last night, on a stage in front of a live audience – probably their biggest audience yet – they played an entire set, and it was exhilarating. They’ve had other local gigs, usually in small clubs and bars, but there’s something special about playing at a summer street festival.

Yesterday had been even more crowded and noisier with live music going on in several locations around the neighborhood. All of the competing sounds, the energy of the crowd, the summer heat lasting well into the evening – it all combined into something almost magical.

Not that Clay believes in any of that crap.

But tonight’s much calmer, and Clay has