My First Date in Hell

By Feral Sephrian

Nathan has been hiding in the closet from his religious conservative family since he was a teenager. Now that he has enough distance from them, he’s finally ready to step into the gay dating scene, or so he hopes.

Second Circle, a nightclub themed around Dante’s Inferno, is the sort of place his family would avoid, so it’s the perfect spot for a fresh start. His date Shawn is everything he wishes he could be: out and proud, confident in his identity, and forging his own path without worrying what people think of him.

Nathan grows more and more enamored as the date progresses, but then the last people he wants to see show up at the club and threaten to bring his new beginning to an abrupt end.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Aug 6, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685501440

Feral Sephrian

Feral Sephrian is a self-described genderqueer liberal feminist independent open-minded autistic vegan Pagan furry who enjoys telling stories with diverse characters and cultures, especially ones that involve in-depth research. No minority is too small for representation. No majority is too large to be infallible.

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My First Date in Hell

By Feral Sephrian

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My First Date in Hell

By Feral Sephrian

The irony wasn’t lost on me. I had spent nearly two decades afraid my thoughts and unholy desires would end me up in Hell. This wasn’t really Hell, it was just a nightclub. However, the Second Circle had gone all-in with its theme. I’d never read Dante’s Inferno before, and I had only skimmed a few summaries after learning this was where I was going on a blind date, but even I knew the reference of the sign over the door.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.

Seemed like an odd choice, especially since I’d heard Second Circle had a reputation as a safe haven for the queer community. They’re blatantly flaunting their sinful intentions, the people at my church said when they heard it had opened. They’re attracting all those who have already turned away from God and tempting them with more corruption. It’s the Devil’s playhouse. It’s why I had felt some hope about coming here; no one from my church would want to come within a hundred yards of its poisonous presence.

As I waited in the line—appropriately labeled Purgatory—I turned the phrase over and over in my head trying to put a positive spin on it. There were plenty of emotions I would gladly abandon at the door if I could. Hope wasn’t one of them. Hope was what brought me here, despite all the fear and anxiety and lingering guilt that came with it. I wished the sign said Abandon all but hope instead. That would be more comforting. At church, we were taught to pray whenever we felt conflict or doubt nipping at our heels so God would be with us. That was the one hope I left behind, the hope that God