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Not Everything is Cold
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  • WpHistory
    Time 27m
Ongoing, First published Jan 25, 2021
Mature
Everything was perfect for Zachary. His family loved him. He had friends that cared about him. He had good grades. Even had a lot of money. 

And now, Zachary is running through the streets just trying to get by.

And even worse, he's now bleeding to death in an alleyway.

What else will this poor fox endure?
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WARNING - MATURE CONTENT 

-Cursing, sexual content, violent content, gay, etc-

DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE THIS STUFF

Cover art is not mine, made by thanshuhai on Deviant art

This story was made by me and my friend who wishes to be anonymous, but either way thank you very much.
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43 parts Complete

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.