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A Match Made in Hell
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    Durée 11h 48m
  • WpView
    LECTURES 18,180
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    Votes 325
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 82
  • WpHistory
    Durée 11h 48m
Terminé, Publié initialement août 01, 2022
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nick has spent his entire life fighting, never even getting to live his childhood and leaving his family at the age of 14. There's a gorgeous boy, Karl, at a party that nick can't get his eyes off of. They soon become good friends when one day, something really strange and sudden happens which ends up in nick getting all bruised up. He feels like passing out, and can only think of one person that can help him, karl. He immediately rushes to the boy's House and what he finds out that day, changes his life forever.

Lord, how worse could this man's life be? Imagine not having a since number in your phone, getting creepy-ass calls from your psychopath of a father, having no fucking friends, alone and invisible. That's how Karl's life was, he always thought of it as something so pathetic. Until one day, he saw the man of his fucking dreams, that he'd been dreaming of since he was fourteen. To his surprise, it was his dad's worst enemy, the poor kid he'd heard so much about when he was younger. And THAT man, happened to be the love of his life.



(So much gay couples because I'm gay. -author.)

also I'm sorry if my English isn't amazing!! it's not my first language and please, if you spot any mistakes, correct me. 

enjoy reading.
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