Can you love a freak like me?

Can you love a freak like me?

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Fiction
Romance
Zine is a freak. He has a tail, wings, fangs, and claws. He is an orphan that does not care about anyone. He is scarred, alone, and hates most people. That is until a strange man appears. This man says he is his one true mate. That he has been waiting for Zine for nearly 1,000 years. But there are a few problems with this picture. This crazy guy is old enough to be his great great grandfather yet he looks between the ages of 17-20. He's a major stalker. And he drinks blood.... What is wrong with this picture? Oh yeah my mate is a vampire. A slice of life, fantasy, slow BL story between an orphan Fae dragon and a vampire.... What could possibly go wrong?
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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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