Crux Year

Crux Year

kwebster-wildromance

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Parts 25

Ongoing4h 16m

Last published Tue, Jul 13, 2021

Fiction

Romance

Tagsaction adventure arrangedmarriage boyxboy boyxboyromance

A futuristic dystopian society devoted to the continuation of mankind. Two stubborn boys. One pre-determined destiny neither have any control over... Shay Arden has waited his entire life for the Crux Year-the year when sixteen-year-old boys become men and are introduced to their future husbands. After the 2X virus eliminated every last female on the planet twenty years ago, it was up to the male species to ensure the continuity of human life. Science, technology, and the will to multiply, despite the odds, has made this possible. And Shay can't wait. Love. Marriage. A family. He wants it all. Nothing will stop him from getting it. But when Shay learns his match is the most maddening, rude, and obnoxious boy he knows, his dreams quickly become a nightmare. There has to be a glitch. Some sort of mistake. He can't marry Royal Ever. Never. Royal is his enemy. A rule-breaker with an attitude problem. Incredibly hot, but also the absolute worst. They got it wrong and Shay will do whatever it takes to prove it. He won't accept his fate without a fight. His digging, though, brings the fight to his doorstep. It's ugly and terrifying. Some secrets, if uncovered, could ruin those in power and they'll do anything to keep them hidden. Even if that means eliminating anyone who finds out...like Shay. If he tells those he loves and cares about, they could be in danger too. No one can help Shay except the royal pain in his rear... His future husband.

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