The Bear and the Fox

The Bear and the Fox

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Emory, a red headed mage, finds himself swept into a battle of power between two Druids. Thorin, a seven foot bear of a man, can't seem to let Emory go. A gentle giant with Emory yet a vicious beast with those who might harm him, Thorin finds himself falling in love while fighting for his clan. "There isn't a thing about you I don't find enticing, little fox" In this heart pounding fantasy romance you'll see adventure, love, action, and of course heart break. Please join me for this tale, you won't be disappointed. Disclaimer: This story is for mature audiences and contains sex, violence, and blood. This story is also based on a gay male romance. If any of those things don't float your boat then this story isn't for you. Thank you.
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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