The Dragoon

The Dragoon

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Dexter was nearly seventeen years old when his father died. His mother was presumed to be dead in the same "accident" that killed his father within the sky-city: Nexus Winds; one of the best cities, known for it's educational benefits, and the obvious secret that a mafia had infested the city, and made it more of an adventure then anything else. It proved to have bad memories than an adventure for Dexter and Sasha, so they got on a bullet train... and headed to Avios.
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(Completed) Bryan Phillips didn't have an easy life. Parents who got addicted to drugs meant doing what it took to survive. He thought blacking out when he lost his virginity was the icing on the cake... not even close. Two little words that hold so much meaning changed his world. "I'm pregnant." Becoming a parent at nineteen is no easy feat. It's even worse when your child's life is threatened. Handling a debt that his good for nothing parents owe is why he standing here at the underground boxing ring. Flexing his hand after punching the notorious Grayson Miller. Feared by most, but there is something in his eyes that Bryan can't shake. "I'm so dead Benny, what the fuck was I thinking? I can't do this!" "What other choice do you have?" I don't and that's the problem. If I don't get the money that they owe, my little girl... "Your puny ass will be dead within a week here." Grayson glares at him. "I don't have a choice, I rather it be me than my daughter." Why did I just say that? The cold dead look in the man's eyes would scare anyone away. I can't back down, no matter what. Neither one of them can look away. A familiarity, a longing one that Bryan thought he lost almost five years ago resurfaces and he doesn't understand why. "It's your funeral, meet me here tomorrow at ten, I will show you how to properly fight." The hold is broken as Grayson walks away. That was... strange, but forgotten the moment he was out of sight. Little did they both know that they shared a history that will soon come to light once training begins. How they will deal with that history is anyone's guess. Copyright © 2022 All rights reserved. This book or any portion of this book may not be used or be reproduced in any matter whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher. Except for brief quotations in book reviews.

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