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I promise, this is not shameless self-promotion on my part, but I couldn’t let this story to be left hanging so I’ve started a new book that carries over from Blood Ties. It is called GFD 13: Fallen Angels and I am attempting to finish GFD. Please check it out if you’d like a conclusion to the story. I can’t promise it is the definitive finale that Comsie wanted, but it will be something. I’ve set it as a FanFic, but it is meant to be a continuation. For my love of Comsie I’m continuing the legend. I hope his fans can enjoy it and feel some closure.

GFD Continues with GFD 13: Fallen Angels….

“I’m a…what?” Richie’s eyes glittered with the tears of shock and horror. My heart broke seeing that. The others looked on in sympathy, but also in disapproval. Particularly, Bryson. He wasn’t pleased about being kept in the dark about what I was doing with Richie. But, like it or not, I had to do it! If I didn’t then Richie would have been dead within the week! He’s my brother from another. He has been the rock that I’ve clung to. The one person in my time in Daylight that I could count on

I…I don’t know! It’s gotten so much worse! Justy and Alec…it’s like two of the people in this world I love the most have become two sides of the same coin! Two sides…locked in darkness, ready to destroy each other…over me! Sometimes, I have this terrible fear that they are someone merging, like, becoming one and the same! The fight over Richie! Alec and Justin DESTROYED that hospital! We were all hurt so bad and worse…we lost Dylan! Sweet, innocent, loving Dylan! My fiendish

It's been said that suffering builds character. And there are few that know suffering better than young Justin. Only 14 years old, he has found an easy way out. A suicidal tendency that he is hoping will bring an end to his misery. But when he meets a mysterious boy at the end of Navy Pier one dark evening...he is given an alternative. One that will give him purpose, and set in motion the events that will lead to his ultimate destiny....in a world not like our own.

Well done, Lee! Thank you for tying these two incredible stories off for us in Comsie’s honor! You did a fantastic job here!

Thursday Ok, me ditching class is like something I try almost NEVER to do, though lately with Billy, I seem to be doing it more frequently. Today was one of those days! How could it not be? I was about to spend some much needed and much deserved time with my sweetheart! Innamorata mia, as my Mama would have called him. For him, I would suffer the torments of Hell, so what would a little grounding mean to me if I could be with Billy for all day? I had to put him off until after Thi

Wednesday So, I’ve got a lot of mixed emotions right now, at the moment. Billy confirmed our ‘date’ tomorrow at Bobby’s house. We’re supposed to go there and have the whole place to ourselves. That part is awesome! I can’t wait to get Billy naked again and show him some of the new tricks I’ve been researching on various, um, websites. It has, honestly, been too long and, with all the worries I’ve been having with keeping Billy, I guess - interested, I think this may be well timed and

Tuesday I’m a hypocrite. Yeah. That’s what I am. A fucking hypocrite. Simon knows about Billy. Yeah, so that happened! What’s worse, Simon must see how me and Billy are with each other. Close, looking into each other’s eyes, just radiating this ‘heat’ that must look really suspicious to someone like Simon. Billy’s mentioned him before. Simon tutors him and has been a friend…but I had NO idea that Billy trusted Simon this much! To actually come out to Simon? But, the

Yes ‘douche’ had to be explained to me as a seven-year-old. 😝

Hehehe… you should hear the words I made up for this particular song. It was a Favorite of my big brother who had no idea what they were saying either.

I’m going through Kiss Of An Angel again so I can see how this chapter ties in with that story. Comsie intertwined these stories so beautifully that you have to follow one to get what’s going on in the other.

I certainly hope, wherever Comsie is, that he’s smiling. Thanks for reading. I’ll keep on chugging along….

Let me ponder on this. This story, of all his stories, should have an ending and a happy one at that, Sean be damned.

…and now we can only dream of what was to come. @mikel22, I understood your frustration, but…now we’ve lost him. I hope you can treasure what he left us.