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Huling na-publish Wed, Mar 20, 2024
"He arrived on my 10th birthday. Our eyes met and have never quite let go of each other since, almost 60 years later. My birthday was, and therefore will always be, the day of our special bond. I will spend the rest of my life keeping our adventure alive, so it continues even when I am no longer here, physically or intellectually. Because I have no choice, for living without him is to die every day. So that you understand, my children, that the choices we made weren't entirely choices. So that you may forgive yourselves for having to hate those you wanted to love."
At ten years old, David and Robin became neighbors. An immediate trust tied them together, through invented rituals, shared adventures. Unaware of the adult life surrounding them, they followed a strange destiny that would take them from the west coast of France to the Pitcairn Islands in the southern Pacific Ocean.
Friends, lovers, parents, adventurers, pirates, revolutionaries-nothing could ever intrude upon their bubble, not even death. This is the story of their life.
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Chasing You
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The experiment.
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Shadow's Curse
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Masks
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Co-Workers With Benefits
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The Legacy of Peter Pan
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Scars
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My Sweet Superchef
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"So!" he murmured, eyes full of malice, "it seems you have a choice!" He gestured to Serlina and Xenia. "Both beautiful, both powerful. One can save you, the other can save her world. Choose one, or both shall die." Chistian visibly shook. "I-I can't..." he whispered. "So this is your descision?" "No! I don't-" "Silence! You've made your choice. Live with it, boy!" the old man's voice suddenly boomed. And just like that, darkness reigned. ~~~ When Satan becomes jealous of God's humans, he creates demons to kill them off. Desperate to protect his children, God fashions Shifters from a demon's tears to protect them. When an ancient prophecy arises telling of the love between the demon Prince and a Shifter more powerful than all else, complications arise, more deadly than anything this world has ever seen. Just who is this 'White One'? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away." (Complete but UnEdited. Mistakes will be fixed as this needs to be rewritten, most of it.)
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