Maldita Sordidéz

Maldita Sordidéz

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación dom, may 26, 2019
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Romance
La presente historia contiene una colección de tres cuentos cortos sobre relaciones homo-eróticas relativamente frustradas: - Maldita Sordidez, que da el título a este libro cuyos personajes no tienen nombre. - Hang in for me: el título es un juego de palabras, que se traduce como Espera/Aguanta por mí. - Shuurajou: Esta palabra de origen japonés puede ser traducida como "Masacre". Las historias están llenas de de sentimientos encontrados; amor, odio, dolor, venganza y liberación, van de la más sutil a la más fuerte. Son relatos ficticios bastante serios, dedicados a público adulto. Los nombres de los personajes son de origen oriental, sin embargo la ambientación cada historia, la sitúa en cualquier ciudad del mundo en la que puedan ocurrir.
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