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Caz Pedroso
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Dillon had woken to banging on the room door. “Compound security. Open up.” He pulled himself out of the bed and yanked on a clean T-shirt before heading to the door, fighting nausea all the way. The banging continued even as he pulled the door open. “No need to break the door down, I’m moving as fast as I can,” he said, but found himself pushed back as four security guards pushed into the room. “We have reason to believe you’re a danger to this compound and its personnel. You will come with
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I think the ones to be worried about will be the kidnappers when Lor catches up with them. But then I know what happens so... Thanks for the review
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Well, you know what they say about a woman scorned. Men can be no different, even if the one doing the scorning doesn't realize it. And yes Dillon's father is a
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Hmmm, I am going to steal Gary's fav icon and keep quiet Glad you're caught up and I hope you enjoy how it pans out.
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I am so glad you're enjoying the story. I hope you like where it goes.
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so much, all comments mean such a lot to me and to all writers on this site.
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Chapter 5 Cyber Friends
Caz Pedroso commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 5 Cyber Friends
Absolutely beautiful Gary. Friends - whether they are online, or next door - are the family we choose. and and from the UK, across the miles -
Happy Birthday
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The investigation led to one dead end after another. Dillon was going mad being confined to the compound. Lor tried his best to keep him calm, but Dillon wasn’t having any of it. “Why hasn’t anyone taken the credit for this?” Dillon raged one afternoon, two weeks after the explosion. “Why can’t they find any leads? Why won’t anyone tell me what’s going on? Why hasn’t anyone been able to find Harry? There are rumors going round that Harry is responsible, but that can’t be true. It can’t, can it
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Lor watched his mate sleep and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been so worried that Dillon wouldn’t accept him. He knew he still had to work to make Dillon happy and they were going to have their work cut out moving Dillon to a new planet and getting him settled. But Lor believed that as long as they had each other, everything else would drop into place. He would have to sleep to replenish his magic soon. Joining with Dillon had taken a lot out of him, and he was exhausted. But he didn’t want
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“What are you going to do?” Louis asked. He could sense the anger rolling off Cade. He was afraid that all this had blown up because of him. Maybe if he had kept his mouth shut and not shouted—albeit silently—at the council, the mole wouldn’t have gone to the press. Maybe if he’d stayed home Cade would have been able to…okay so he didn’t know what Cade could have done, but he was almost certain Cade would be better off without him there. Maybe he should—his thought were interrupted by Cade clip
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Thanks for the info, I'm always open to learning new things. Hope you like the story
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I'm glad you like Ziel, I loved writing his character. As for Lor's magic it will... Hope you like where their talk takes them.
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I am so glad you are enjoying this. The chapters are set to post at 1am UK time everyday. Hope you enjoy the rest
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Happy Birthday
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Dillon groaned. “Nothing good is ever started with those words.” Lor chuckled, then sobered. “You need to understand some things about my species before we go any further.” Dillon nodded and sat up straighter. He wanted to know more about Lor. “You know that my species has magic.” —Dillon nodded— “Well, I need to explain what that may mean for you and me. I told you our magic decides who is best suited to us as a mate. That mate can be anyone: older, younger, male, female, or, in some cases,
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Dillon called Vincent the next morning. “Hey there, sport. Bit early isn’t it?” Vincent greeted him. “Hi. Sorry, but I have a few questions about the visitors. Can I meet you?” “Of course, my boy. What about the park in half an hour? Give me time to escape Eve” —Dillon heard Eve call Vincent a rude name in the background and grinned— “and get there,” Vincent finished. **** Twenty minutes later, Dillon was sitting on a park bench reading his phone’s Kindle app as the sun rose over the horizo
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Lor paced just inside the entrance to the building he and the others were staying in. It had only been fifteen Earth-minutes, but it felt like he had been waiting for many rotations. Finally he saw movement on the other side of the glass doors; looking up, he saw Dillon headed his way. His mate looked beautiful. He wore blue pants and a green top that Lor just knew would match those green eyes that had captured his attention when he first saw him. Dillon caught sight of him and waved with a sm
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I hadn't even realised I had done that. for pointing it out. I may change it on here or I may wait for the rewrite I am planning for this story to fill in some holes others have pointed out. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
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Hi, I don't know how I missed this review, I am so sorry. I am so glad you enjoyed the story and I hope you're enjoying Casey's story already. for your review.
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Thank you everyone. I've been following the thread but have only just got home from my volunteer job and been able to actually respond. So this is for all of you wonderful people.
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Dillon arrived in the locker room and was unnerved when all conversation stopped the second he entered. “What’s going on?” he asked the nearest of his trainees. The man didn’t answer but pointed to the bench in front of Dillon’s locker. Looking where the man pointed, Dillon barely held in a gasp. There sat a huge bouquet of roses. They were all the colors of the rainbow— plus a few that he wasn’t sure what they were called. “Who’s the lucky bastard then?” he asked, looking around at the gath
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What Gary said
