Sold My Soul
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication jeu., avr. 23, 2020
Have you ever had the thought about selling your soul for a life that no "normal" human can live? Well get that out of your head because it is TERIBBLE. Hi, my name is Caleb White and my life, is pretty crazy. Let me tell you now, there will be many people with different sexualities other than straight. So don't leave hate about it because you have been warned. Now, lets begin.
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𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 ! || 𝘠𝘈𝘕!𝘛𝘞𝘚𝘛𝘟𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙
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I'm falling for you, Professor | ✔️
✔️ | "I have half the mind to drop you right here and fuck you against this wall, but I can think of some better things we can do in the bed." I replied, speaking sensually in his ear. "Well get to it then, professor." For years I was living my dream as an archaeologist, travelling the world with the love of my life. Everything was magnificent until we made a discovery that resulted in the death of my soul mate. Now at the age of 35, my life consists of teaching History as a professor at the University of California in Berkeley, CA. Living the same old, consistent routine on repeat. That is until a cocky young man catches my eye. He's beautiful, confident, and a pain in my ass. He's ignited a flame deep in my bones. A flame I thought would never be lit again. Maybe, just maybe I can find my happy ending. ... That is, if it isn't ripped out from under me by my daunting past. Published: May 2022 Rankings: #1 - student #12 - Lgbt (Dec 2022) #12 - Gay (Jan 2023) #12 - LGBTQ (Dec 2022) #26 - University (Dec 2022) #26 - Gaylove (Dec 2022) #26 - lgbtpride (Dec 2022) #8 - Man (Dec 2022) #5 - mxmTerminé
Rosline was born to wear a crown, but the kingdom only loves its queens when they stay quiet. When the woman she loves is forced from her bed and her best friend is killed for the truth, Rosline learns what power really costs. Men call it tradition. The church calls it sin. Her mother calls it necessary. Rosline calls it war. Because if they want a silent queen, they chose the wrong girl.
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