Stories

This is the continuing story of Sebastian and his twin brothers, Joachim and Louis, plus Huon's son Xander

Life has been very hard for me these past few months, with the Covid Virus quickly spreading around the world, which had resulted in the shutting down of a lot of businesses due to quarantine restrictions, and which resulted in me loosing me job and soon after my rental home of the past four years. Although I was single, gay and have no close family, with my parents killed in a train crash while on holidays when I was seventeen, and my two older siblings, Melissa and Trenton, not wanting to know me because of my sexuality, but I had managed to complete my high school education with high grades.

The continuing story of Alexander Huon Devonport

This is the continuing story of Sebastian, the twins and Xander.

Please note that this is the interlinking story with Indian Ocean Drama, and before New Life on the Swan.

This is the continuing story about Sir Lewis Shaw, plus Sebastian, and his twin brothers Joachim, Louis & Xander...

Stepping off the bus from school, and clasping my boyfriend Kyle’s hand, I was unaware that my life was soon to change dramatically, while being distracted by Kyle, I didn’t notice that my stepfather had just driven past.

Within an hour, I would be packing my bags in preparation for a move to a new home and life, living with my uncle Mitchell and his husband Xavier.

This is the continued story of the Lloyd Family Corporation.

Recommend that the first story - Aquaria, be read first.

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I’m always looking to improve with new stories… Regards Q

After a few months of cruises around the Strahan area, I decided that I needed a change, but with my responsibilities in Tasmania, I was very reluctant to just fly off to Scotland and spend some time there. Instead, I decided on having an extended holiday onboard my new yacht, with just the crew on board

“What about you Zackary? Do you have any plans to keep you busy during the holidays?” Mum asked me. I so hated that name, but it is the name I was given at birth, and my middle name was just as bad, and I refused to use it, and regularly reminded my parents and brother to never speak that name.

As I considered the question, I wondered if the casual summer job that I have for the past few years was still available, which I had really enjoyed, and began just two days after Boxing Day. “I don’t know, nothing until after Christmas, and after that I am hoping that I will have my usual old job,” I replied.

I have had a very unusual life, which started from the moment I was born and named Sebastian Mitchell Amos Grantly in Douglas, on the Isle of Man, UK. Things dramatically changed when just before Christmas and at nearly six years old, my mother and I flew to Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, where my name officially became Mitchell Amos Grant, at first, I had no idea why.