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The theories begin! Your first one’s on the nose on all counts. Avion doeds not like being pushed around as we saw earlier in the chap. We will find out more about those commands and omegas in the next chap.
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Glad you like it so far.
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If all goes well, then soon!
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Yes, I can hardly wait. Poor Avion.
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That's always a good sign! Thank you.
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"That is the ugliest nose I've ever seen." "You tryin' to start something with me?" I hissed. "I'm just curious…does that nose carry on to your human form?" I felt all eyes on me when I let out a growl that was so deep and low that it was generally hard to accept that it came out from such a small Yorkshire Terrier. "I don't have to answer you." I replied. "That sounds like a yes to me," the Doberman Pinscher taunted. His fur was a dark, satiny brown with a lighter hued brown und
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Avion, a snarky snowball of a shifter with albinism, is just trying to get by in a world where people can turn into dogs and social rules are everything. When he suddenly changes into an Omega and gets mysteriously claimed by an Alpha, his whole life goes off the rails.
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I couldn’t think of anyone other than Robbie’s dad that I wanted to escort me down the aisle. He cried when I asked him. - Robbie's dad's awesome. Caitlyn, Robbie and Siobhan’s little girl... - Mind. Blown. Well, that was a sweet ending.
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He’s doing better than the doctors thought he would. I don’t think they expected him to pull through. - Thank the cosmos! "And could you manage to not think with your dick for just one day? Hell, even one hour!” / “Hey, I haven’t gotten any in over a week now so I think Robbie junior is entitled to do some thinking for me. There’s gotta be some hot nurses around here I can bang.” - Dying of laughter.
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He’ll kill you. - Danny, seriously...what is the point of having a restraining order if you don't call the cops on his ass? I felt a sharp pang of jealousy. Danny was always teasing me about being a slut, and I totally was, but it seemed like lately I was wishing for something more than just easy sex. - Ah, so Robbie IS aware of it finally. You deserve better, dude. *flips table* Son of a bitch shot him.
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The sounds coming from the apartment would make a porn star blush. - Pfft, Robbie's latest conquest. She slapped him across the face and then gathered her clothes, put them on, and left. - You really need to reconsider the types of girls you've been seeing, Robbie. Let me get some clothes on and we’ll kick that piece of shit’s ass all the way back to prison! - See, Robbie? Except for the whole one night stands part, you and I are on the same wavelength!
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Apparently he got back together with his ex. - See, what actually happened was that his ex's creepy self manipulated Danny to get his way with some mind fuckery. What you need to do, Sean, is join Robbie and me in taking him down. You in? I leaned down and opened Timmy’s door. He and Penguin immediately wandered off together. - Well, if Sean and Danny don't work out, at least we pretend Penguin and Timmy'll be together forever... I managed to at least break the fucker’s nose. - Robbie, you're the best. So what are we going to do about it? - It's called you set up surveillance or hire a hacker to record what's going on in there for evidence (or a private investigator to take pictures) and/or bust in there and bust Trevor's balls and figure out how to make it seem like self defense later. That's what you should do about it.
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The nice thing about having such a physical job is that it is very useful for getting out frustration and aggression. - So would learning self-defense. I would have learned some kind of martial art so fast. I'd have been paranoid. Come to think of it, I did pick up a few things over the years in terms of self-defense. Who? That blonde that’s been coming over? - How do you know??? Stalker. You know what I’m capable of. Ask yourself what I’d do to someone I don’t love. - He needs a beat down. Where's Robbie? I'll bring him with me and we'll take his punk ass down before Danny so much as blinks.
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By the time the doctors found the brain tumor, it was too late. - *gushing tears* Poor Michael! watching Raiders of the Lost Ark - A classic! I knew I’d never eat tiramisu again without thinking about my tongue in Daniel’s mouth. - I need a fan. *grabs a nearby file folder and fans herself* We spent the rest of the night proving exactly how comfortable. - Hee hee hee. He didn’t even run away when he met Robbie, and that alone made him marriage material. - LMAO! The bestie seal of approval! Trevor was out of jail. - Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
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Pfft. Believe me, I'm well beyond warning tags after MaddoxGrey's Waiting in the Throes and all of MaddamRedder's work.
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Hee hee, kissing on the first date. We both wanted to play with the same toy and ended up pounding the shit out of each other. - Huh? That sounds like best friends forever to me. I don’t like to talk about Trevor. - He's just sounding worse and worse by the minute.
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Uh-oh. I'm not liking the sound of that Trevor guy.
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I wandered over here out of curiosity and am I glad I did. I'm loving this already.
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Go grab a coat and the power of attorney documents. I’ll tell you everything on the way to the hospital. - OMG! *freaking out over here* Crap! Battery's dying on my laptop! *dives for the cables and plugs* Safe! Romeo fell down the stage lift. - Oh shit! I picked them up from the jeweler earlier today. I was going to ask him after opening night. - *flips table in frustration* Dagnabbit, Julian. It's not like you even knew this was gonna happen. Romeo looked at Julian with blank eyes. “Should I know you?” - *flips table again* He fumbled for his phone then hit speed dial number one. He’d never had the heart to change it. - *gushing tears* Dagnabbit...he better move back in within three weeks or something. My heart can't take it. lmao.
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Romeo pulled the tie away from under Julian’s shirt collar. “Okay. I will move in with you.” “You will?” He just needed to hear it one more time. - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I love these two.
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“Are you afraid of getting bored?” Then he suddenly grinned. “If so, just give him a blowjob. Although…Maybe not while you’re on the highway.” - LMAO! OMG Jonah. “No, over the bannister. We always eat on the terrace.” - I'm dying of laughter.
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Then the tip of his tongue came out to lick his lips clean of a bit of chocolate sauce. What had he just done? - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. When he finally looked over at Mr. J. Gerald’s table again, he was gone. Well, there was always tomorrow. - Aww. Jonah slash Paris was expertly feeding his lover cheesecake.- Wait, what? Eeeeeeeeeeeeee, a cameo!! Oh, wait, DUH...Romeo's ROME. Paris drank the rest of his vanilla latte... - Guess he let go of his hate of vanilla latte's with the return of Ren, ha ha. Romeo shook his head. Disheveled J was too cute. - He's so smitten. Romeo and Julian. Julian and Romeo. Paris would have a fit. - LMAO! I loved this!!
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Ok, this story needs a little more recognition. This one has a touch of (fantasy/sci-fi/supernatural?) whimsy! There is action, there is drama, there is trauma...the characters are colorful and the protagonist struggles to define himself and rise well above memories of the past. I loved it.
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Ok, Red Running Shoes. How did I end up here? Right! Aditus has a writing style that is like (how can I best describe it?) artwork! All of the stories are pieces of art. It's like Aditus took a canvas and laid out the colors into segments that no one can quite figure out until all of a sudden, BAM! It's there...a tapestry as big as a wall, as big as the night sky when seen in the utter darkness of the woods. To me, personally, and I emphasize that this is only my opinion since it's my own personal upbringing...it's the deliciousness of a Latin soap opera that has been refined to the level of a high quality romantic movie. When you start wanting to yell at and shake characters as if they were real people or, hell, your own best friends or a family member...you know that you're mentally sucked into the tale. Red Running Shoes is one of my top favorites of Aditus's work thus far. Hate leads to love, which leads to- wait, I think that would be too much of a spoiler. Just read, already.
