The Shattered

The Shattered

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture10m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., nov. 18, 2023
In the intimate glow of the candlelit room, Ryo and Jake's bodies intertwined with emotion and passion, marking Ryo's transition into adulthood. The larger, protective embrace of Jake created a paradise of emotions and sensations, a fleeting moment of bliss. However, just hours later, their shared sleep would be abruptly interrupted by the roars of helicopters barreling through the air overhead. As mushroom-shaped clouds painted a grim picture on the horizon, the two lovers faced a life-altering choice. The night that was meant to be a celebration of Ryo's 18th birthday transformed into a race against time. With the fallout looming, they had to navigate the chaos, making decisions that would determine not only the fate of their relationship but also their very survival. In the midst of uncertainty and danger, Ryo and Jake's bond would be tested like never before. The question lingered: Could love endure in the face of an impending apocalypse, or would the urgency of survival redefine their connection?
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I'm gay. Some people hate that. I don't. I think. But I know a couple people who do. Hate me, that is. And I'm about ready to give up until I meet Blaine. I don't know why, but he stops me in my metaphorical downhill tracks. There's a little part of me that really, really wants to trust him, but my mind is backtracking hard. But I have so much to deal with, have dealt with so much, will deal with so much, that maybe it's time to let somebody deal with it with me. But does he want to? I want to believe he does, but the voices in my head tell me he doesn't. They're annoying sometimes. Maybe there's a chance he'll see me for who I am, which I don't know if anyone's ever done before. Maybe there's a chance I could be something close to happy. Maybe I owe it to myself to try.

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