Supernatural Academy (BoyxBoy)
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Last published Sat, Oct 12, 2019
"The battle is won" they said. If it is than why can I still feel a looming presence. Why do I have nightmares of memories that I don't ever recall having. Why do I feel that this won't be just another year at the Academy. My name is Aleck N. Bennet and I know something is coming.
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