The Rules We Wrote
The heat that July was the kind that made the whole city feel like it was holding its breath, and I came up the stairs of our bungalow at…
City rooftop stories, from quick reads to long series. Most city rooftop stories here sit in erotic couplings and gay male. Reads run 15 to 23 minutes. Writers to know: Vermilion Avenue, Delta Corner and Scarlet Verse. Readers usually start with “Taste of the Bitter Herb” and “The Tape Recorder”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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The heat that July was the kind that made the whole city feel like it was holding its breath, and I came up the stairs of our bungalow at…
The sheet smells like her soap.
You can tell a lot about a man's life by what he's hosing down on a Tuesday.
The night I turned thirty and Anders stayed twenty-nine, Anders hung a string of bulbs along the fire escape rail and told me the ritual…
The last bus out of the city center on a Tuesday night in August is a special kind of torture, and I was on it, thirty-five years old and…
Okay, so here's how my August went sideways, and I mean that in the best way.
Midnight in July in Port Cressida is a lie.
My life at 44 was basically the same week on repeat.
The year after my divorce, I learned that a rooftop in late August is the cheapest therapist on the island of Crete.
The Bradford Hotel was the kind of place that advertised air conditioning and then delivered a suggestion of it.
So there I was, parked behind the old laundromat on Delancey, at nine on a Thursday night, cursing as if I had just lost a bet with my own…
The heat came early this year.
Valerie had planned on spending her twenty-eighth birthday the way she'd spent the last few: a bottle of wine, her phone face down, and…
I'm thirty-two years old and my big Friday night plans involve a folding chair, a beer, and a fire escape.
Tracey, thirty-four and single, a pharmacist with a spreadsheet for a soul, stands at the bottom of the fire escape at a quarter past five…
I climb the fire escape at midnight on a Tuesday in July, and by the time I reach the fourth landing my shirt is stuck to my back and my…
The heatwave hit our city like it had a grudge, and my apartment on the fourth floor turned into a bread oven by seven every night.
The vow renewal was being held in a parking lot, which was the kind of thing Levi Hansen should have expected from his cousin Garret.
I climbed the last flight of stairs to the roof around 10 on a Thursday night in August, and I want it noted that I almost turned around…
I found the first letter on a Tuesday.
Vermilion Avenue, Delta Corner, Scarlet Verse, The Midnight Quota
City rooftop stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most city rooftop stories take 15 to 23 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.