Life Support {ManxBoy} | Mature Content

Life Support {ManxBoy} | Mature Content

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Vance's life couldn't be more perfect, his life just keeps getting more and more neat and orderly. His success is driving him to literal depression because no matter what he does, it seems the only thing he really wants get farther from his grasp. Cyro had never believed his Mother's Christian psychobabble about how losing his virginity would shackle him to that person forever in the eyes of god, but after 22 years of being the sheltered virgin he was willing to risk it. Too bad he didn't know that the person he lost his virginity to would have something more powerful than the eyes of god. A 10 year old daughter named Maxine Copyright © 2016 by JayJay BleuRose All rights reserved.
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Flames had followed Erin his entire life. It began with the grisly housefire that consumed his father. Henri Maye had been Erin's entire world and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Nothing left but ash and char and cloying black smoke. But Henri Maye hadn't just been any man. He wasn't just a doting father and loving husband. He was a well-renowned researcher into creatures beyond human DNA. One box of research survived the fire, placed conveniently outside the door as though it had been plucked from the devastation just for Erin. Within that box, one name repeated over and over. Ross Towler. And so the flames never abated. Ross Towler was infamous, a Shadow, a hellhound, and a convict locked away in the life imprisonment that had begun over three hundred years ago. Henri had interviewed Ross. He had known him. That was all Erin needed, just that one box. He vowed to continue his father's work, enrolling in college to study a degree in Supernatural History and Lore. That was where the obsession began. Erin wasn't his father. He couldn't distance himself, he wasn't interested in all forms of life beyond his own. There was one man he desired, one man he wished to study more than anyone else. It didn't matter. Ross was serving a life sentence, and he refused to see Erin no matter how much the boy tried to make contact. That should have been the end. That should have been where the embers fell...

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