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After breaking free from the suffocating roof of his parents house, Remy Sol thought he would finally have a peaceful life. A quiet apartment, a found family of chaotic but loving friends, and a life he could finally call his own-that was the plan. Not until he met-Atlas Raiden, the thunder that would shake the quiet he worked so hard to build.

a playboy and a mafia? what a small world. tw; mpreg // mascxmasc

Betrayal?

Rival Series 3 -Completed-

Red and Rain [COMPLETED] [UNEDITED]

Somersault Boys Series #1 Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.

anxious boys series #2

Would I ever find myself lost in your blank stares, searching for even the smallest sign that you see me for who I am? Just knowing you see me for who I truly am could quiet all their cruel whispers. But is that enough to fight for us? Will your gaze ever hold the strength to defy their judgment, or will we fade into the silence of their disdain?

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