This is a historical fiction boyxboy novel, if you don't like boyxboy, don't read it. This is also the first story that I've published, so be kind, but constructive criticism and suggestions would also be nice.
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I dart through the sun drenched halls of my childhood, panic causing my mind to work overtime. I hear the stern and worried voices of Sir John and Sir Anthony calling my name behind me, but I neither slow down or change course. There was only one goal I had in mind, make it outside before I released the contents of my stomach all over the floor. I needed fresh air and time away from the absurd amount of suitors waiting to meet me, one of whom I had to pick to wed for the rest of my life.
In the thrilling third installment of 'Agents of Time', the time travel team is on the hunt for Jack the Ripper - the unidentified serial killer notorious for his murders in Whitechapel in 1888.
Season 3 of Agents of Time
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As secrets and suspicions rise in the academy, the agents aren't too keen on obeying the director's orders this time...and June's feelings for the charming Theo are causing a distraction. With the help of Ryan and former time travel agent Landon, the team must figure out what the directors are up to and stop them before it's too late. In the process, they will be faced with their most dangerous mission yet: And as always, nothing is as it seems.