Gravedirt (original work)
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Last published Wed, Jun 11, 2025
When Shiloh stumbles upon a small town, they get tangled into the web of the dark secret and political corruption it holds.
This is my original work that I've been working on for a few years now. It's a queer paranormal western, and I'm so excited to actually finish and fully publish this one day! Until then, I hope everyone who reads enjoys :D
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