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So good already.. can't wait to read more. I love a great dom.
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“Yeah, like that’s gonna happen. You just said to yourself that it was the greatest thing in the world.” ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ Yep
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Aaron’s POV The screams were always the same. My mother’s voice cut off. My brother’s fists against glass. The car burning, warped metal bending inward. But tonight something else threaded through it. Nathaniel's face, superimposed over the flames. I woke choking on smoke that wasn’t there. 4:02 a.m. again. Same nightmare, sharper each night since he got here. Nathaniel was tangled around me, heavy and warm, his leg flung over my waist like
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Way to go, Jonathan… nothing sexier than a man who doesn’t waste a drop ☺️
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I love them so much...but I still can't get over chapter 1 and Alex 😭😭.
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Nathaniel’s POV I woke to the ache. Not the kind that fades quickly. This was deep, raw, every shift on the mattress a reminder of what he’d done to me. Aaron was lying on his side, just watching me, his face twisting like he couldn't stand what he saw. “I was…” He broke off, rubbing the back of his neck. “I wanted your first time special. You deserved better than what I gave you.” The memory of this morning crashed back. His body engulfed mine, sweat dripping on
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Sade POV Immortality wasn’t life. It was slow-motion suicide. Most of us didn’t make it past a hundred. Too much blood, too much fucking, too many nights that all blurred into the same. There are a thousand ways to die when you’ve run out of reasons to live. Aaron was close. I’d seen the signs. The restlessness. The way he fucked through bodies like he could empty himself in them. He wasn’t feeding anymore; he was starving himself. A slow execution by his own hand
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Nathaniel Aaron had been gone a week. The only message I got was a text: Sick. Won’t be around. It was short. Clinical. I’d thought about going to see him, but I wasn’t sure if that was my place. Or if I even had one in his life. And now, with him gone, the memory of our kiss was starting to feel like something I’d made up. Austin filled the space he left. We fell into a rhythm: walking home together, him sprawled sideways at my kitchen table most nights
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This made me tear up 😢
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I love them so much. Beautifully written.
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Aaron POV Sade was sprawled across my couch like he'd been poured there, flipping through an old art magazine. A cigarette burned low between his fingers, smoke lifting in lazy spirals. His skin deep and smooth like polished obsidian. He looked carved. Deliberate. "Still can't believe you went with white," he said, eyes still on the page. "Didn't peg you for minimalism." "Wasn't my choice." "Right. The kid picked it." His tone was casual; the interest underneath wasn't
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Aaron Sade was fucking someone in the hallway again. Probably a woman this time, though it was hard to tell. Vampires stop caring about gender after the first few decades. Lust comes first. I didn't need to see it. I could hear it, soft whimpers echoing off marble, skin on skin, the low growl in Sade's throat when he fed and fucked at the same time. I took a slow sip of whiskey, reclined on the velvet couch, and watched the skyline blink against the windows like it owed me
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Nathaniel Nine days That's how long it's been since the locker room. I hadn't seen Aaron since then. Not up close anyway. Just glimpses from across the hallway, at lunch, once near the vending machines, where I swear he looked right at me and one corner of his mouth tilted. Most nights, when I closed my eyes, I saw his Apollo dimples, the only soft thing on that strong back, and I felt that familiar heat drop low in my gut. I hated myself for it. But something in
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Thank you lots Leo, drsawzall, and Vblew. It means a lot for me to see interest in the story.
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Thank you for the support drsawzall.🙂
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Aaron's POV The locker room empties slowly, the echoes of laughter and clanging lockers dying off until all that's left is steam, sweat, and silence. I sit on the bench, towel slung low around my hips, pretending to scroll through my phone. Truth is, I can’t stop replaying what just happened. Nathaniel had been watching me. His breath shallow, uneven, sharp enough to cut through the air. I could hear his pulse, fast, racing, a deliciously human sound that clawed a
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Hi Gary, I’m glad the story hooked you. Thanks for giving it a chance!
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Aaron (Present Day) The room is cold. Too cold. It matches my body, my skin. I lie on the bed, fully dressed and unmoving. The ceiling above me is white. The walls around me are white. The curtains, also white, move in the wind. I hate white. Nathaniel loved white. "It's a peaceful color," he said once, shrugging with that slight smile, as if the whole world made sense to him in a way it never had to me. Peace. I don't believe in peace. I'm sta
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Nathaniel (Four Months Ago) "Hey. Watch it." The voice was sharp. The shoulder that slammed into me was even sharper. I stumbled back and muttered an apology to the broad-shouldered senior who didn't bother to glance over his shoulder. I would later learn his name was Kyle Jensen. He just kept walking, laughing with his pack of friends, their voices echoing down the tiled corridor like they owned the school. I adjusted the strap of my backpack and kept moving. My
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When seventeen-year-old Nathaniel transfers to a Boston high school to care for his ailing mother, the last thing he expects is to catch the eye of Aaron, a dangerously handsome stranger with secrets stitched into his smile. But Aaron isn’t just drawn to Nathaniel. He’s starving for him. And whatever this is between them, it isn’t safe… but Aaron doesn’t want safe. (Oops I made a mistake in marking chapter 25 as the end. There is one more 'bonus' chapter 26)
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you are so great , first with Timber pack , then with The Davis brothers now this im addicted ... oh I love preacher son too x
