Troubled Water – Chapter Five & Six – Duochanfan

Shane Hollander was five years old when he found Evan. A little boy who was left alone in the middle of December in an Ottawa park. His parents decided to adopt him when no family was found. Evan grows up as Shane’s little brother, always in his shadow, even as they play for different teams. With each other’s support, can the two find their way in life and love?

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Bone Deep – 6 – Keira Marcos

Harry Potter knew in a very explicit way that he wasn’t alone and hadn’t been since the night his parents were murdered. The influence, for lack of a better word, shaped everyone and everything around him. It had followed him, silent and watching, no matter where he went. By the time Harry recognized it, he was so used to it–he couldn’t even be afraid of it.

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Discovery – Part Four by Ladyholder

When claws latched onto his thigh, Tony hissed and looked down at Loki. “Cat, this has spices on it, and you hate it. The last time I offered it to you, you left it. And you’re a mooch, and you left this stuff.” From the way the claws were flexing in his thigh, Loki didn’t believe him. “Little asshole,” Tony hissed. He firmly ignored the cat and started pulling the fajita mix off the griddle, and dropped it in the bowl before turning the heat off. Once that was done, Tony snagged the hot pad and moved the griddle off the heat so the residue didn’t burn.

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The Quiet Game – Chapter Four & Five – Duochanfan

Very few people knew that Shane Hollander was deaf. His parents, sometimes his coaches, very rarely his team. To everyone else, he was perceptive, quick on the mark. But can Shane really feel safe with a team where most of the players don’t even know he’s deaf, and can’t help him if something happens?

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Bone Deep – 5 – Keira Marcos

Harry Potter knew in a very explicit way that he wasn’t alone and hadn’t been since the night his parents were murdered. The influence, for lack of a better word, shaped everyone and everything around him. It had followed him, silent and watching, no matter where he went. By the time Harry recognized it, he was so used to it–he couldn’t even be afraid of it.

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