Insecure *Title Might Change* (On Hold)

Insecure *Title Might Change* (On Hold)

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Life is not fair. We all know that. Life is never fair. We just have to take the cards we are dealt, the path we are meant to follow and deal with it. Or you can create your own path. Nixon Sharpe was just your average, everyday person. That is, until the car crash that claimed the life of his boyfriend and almost his own. After doctors brought him back from the cold clutches of death, he could tell something about himself was different. He just wasn't sure what. There were things that he could feel, sense, do, that he didn't think were ever possible. But he doesn't want them. He just wants to be left alone. Abril Kimora was the leader of the biggest vampire clan in the world. Some even claimed him king of all vampire kind. But every king needs someone to rule by his side. And he was going to claim that someone. No matter the cost.
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[BOOK 1] Not Edited - For the edited version see my bio Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now. A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were all hybrids, but with two different kinds of wings. You could have either have bird wings or the one of a dragon. For me, my wings were everything. They were my life, my freedom, and my pride. But after my father's betrayed the King, all our family was also treated as traitors. Our punishment? HELL Every day, as soon as I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep at night, the shadow of my father betrayal always haunted me. He made our lives pitiful. One day, I had enough, so I ran. I ran hating my dad for what he did to us, to ME. A hybrid like me had no chance of surviving in the wild. Not after THAT. This was now my life, trying to survive and resist this incredible and exquisite smell so close yet so far.

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