The Porcelain Soldier

The Porcelain Soldier

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Fantasy
Year 202, Irïedin. Vaarah, a reptile woman belonging to a foreign civilty can't return to her people for reasons she doesnt tell. Her journey with Daeris, a hunter's daughter who ran away from home, starts with a destination in common and tells about normality through the filter of a stranger's eyes. Two protagonists of expropriated lives looking for a way to have new ones, but reality is never that simple... A chapter will be published every week or so. This is my first attempt of writing in english, the original work is in italian so please warn me if you find mistakes or anything that sounds weird. Enjoy! Publication date: 28/02/2021 2/03/2021 #114 in "Trip" scoreboard 3/03/2021 #25 in "Introspective" scoreboard 3/03/2021 #2 in "Xenophobia" scoreboard 5/03/2021 #5 in "doubt" scoreboard 5/03/2021 #1 in "xenophobia" scoreboard
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He suddenly pulled me roughly against his muscled chest, smiling as he knew that he had the upper hand,"Why won't you meet my eyes, Charlie?",he asked with that oh so sexy voice of his that sent shivers down my spine. Good shivers. "L-let me go",I pleaded,"I've got work to do". "It'll take only a snap of my fingers and you'll be unemployed". "I know that",I cleared my throat,"I'm gonna be late". His hold on my waist tightened and he rose his brow,"Why the rush? You are mine". "I'm not yours". He chuckled,"I love this stubborn part of you but let's face it, you belong to me". He leaned in, his breath brushing my neck lightly. I gulped down the immense pleasure that shot through me just from having him close. He was right. I was already too deeply involved with this annoyingly good looking man. I couldn't help it. I guess I do belong to the billionaire after all. • Charlie Garrett is a twenty year old man who works at his family's bakery during the weekend and at an art studio during the week. He doesn't like troublesome things. He's a guy with an easy-going and peaceful life but everything changes when he finds an injured man at the back of the bakery one Saturday night. Charlie belongs to the billionaire. If you touch him, you'll get your hands chopped off. Literally. #1 in lgbt [ 23rd December, 2019 ]. #1 in age gap [ 09 January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaycouple [ 21st January, 2020 ]. #1 in gayromance [ 25th January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaylove [ 04th February, 2020 ]. #2 in mature [ 11th February, 2020 ] #6 in possessive [ 25th December, 2019 ]. #3 in boylove [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #2 in bisexual [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #10 in gay [ 23rd January, 2020 ]. #16 in manxman [ 29th July, 2020 ].

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