Ace Up My Sleeve

Ace Up My Sleeve

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When you play a dating simulator, you expect the protagonist to be loving, nice, and even a little cliché at times... Cue the entrance of Spade Voltaire, a closeted member of the LGBTQ+ community. They've recently graduated from high school, barely getting by as they had straight Cs. Now they don't know what to do, and they don't have a lot to live for. One night, they fall asleep and is greeted by a disembodied voice. They don't have a say in the fact that they won't be waking up in their own home. They wake up during the afternoon, and they're on a train headed to Asagao Academy. The only goal in their mind is laying low, and figuring out how to get home, before they can't return home at all. *I own nothing in this story except for Spade and the cover art, as this is a work of pure fiction that nobody will probably read. This story was written for the Open Novella Contest in 2019.
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You know when people say how it's like love at first sight when seeing their love for the first time? You look him in the eyes and know he's the man of your dreams. Bullshit! There's nothing that would ever change my mind about the so-called love of my life! Sure, the first time I saw him he was annoyingly handsome with his proud demeanour & defined cheekbones. That penetrating look of his made my knees weak. With shiny black shoes and a Dracula coat with a hairstyle as shiny as his Santorini black jaguar. But the first thing I thought when I saw Reed Ramon Hook the third was, what a twat! A proud rich dipshit who thinks he can own everything. No one could ever say no to this noble twat! You may wonder why I roast the love of my life. But is there anyone who has the permission to do so it must be his own omega, right? Yes, I forgot to mention how this perfect dipshit to a hunkalicious twat is the alpha of the Hookhill pack. To be honest, I had no idea what that meant. Nor did I know how a man can bend down and suddenly stand on four paws, growing a tail! It came as news to me! But the biggest shock was how it turned out that I also can warp into a beast with a furry tail above my ass! From being an unsuccessful yet optimistic guy without an income but with a sense of sarcasm, to then kind of belong to town's richest man, becoming the subject of an Alpha battle. I understand if you're confused. So was I! But let me rewind the tape and take everything from the beginning. Lean back and embrace your sassiness! Because sassiness rules and is needed when dealing with a twat! Heads up! This book contains mature themes like smut, mpreg, violence & bad language. It addresses important topics like rights & gender. I want to highlight these themes but don't intend to devalue anyone stereotypically. It's a fictional story intended to entertain but with important topics. Trigger warning for abusive-like violence and oppression, mainly towards the end.

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