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Healing Gabriel (BoyxBoy)

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Healing Gabriel

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Ahh! My second boyxboy! O.O!!! Think I can do it? I think I can!

Healing a humanxhuman, boyxboy love story. It's a teensy, tiny more bit serious than my other stories, though, since it has to do with fixing a molested victim's heart and soul. I got this idea for this 'book' when my mom told me to go throw some empty pop boxes mind is wild!

So...yeah! Read on about Evan Ricci's and Gabriel Adams's journey, and how their love for each other seems to be slowly unraveling more and more each and every day. But, of course, they have one giant obstacle in their way;

How are they going to show each other their affections when Gabe is petrified of the human touch?


Copyright © 2014 Cianna Valdez

Healing Gabriel: Prologue                                                                       

                                                                        ※(*)※Gabriel's POV※(*)※         

         "Gabriel, throw these pop boxes out in the garbage cans outside."

         Fear. That was exactly what zapped through me as soon as I'd heard that last, single word. Outside. I looked up from my book on the kitchen table. My mother looked back at me, holding out three empty pop boxes for me to throw away. I shook my head, no, quickly. It started to get hot and clammy in here. I felt myself start to sweat.

          "Gabriel, listen to me. You need to get over that incident. It happened three years ago. They caught the man who hurt you, and he's going to be in jail for a long, long time. You're going to be fine, honey," my mom said. I caught the pained look in her eyes. I knew how badly she wanted to stroke my hair back, to soothe me, but she knew better. She knew that I'd start panicking and screaming, crying. But I wasn't overreacting. I've been told that I could be irrational at times, but I never overreacted. It was just the memories . . . the feelings . . . of being touched every single place up and down my body in such a violent manor that would come flooding back. The nightmares that I couldn't escape.

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⚣ Prologue ⚣


Unknownas Gabriel Adams
Unknownas Evan Ricci
Hayden Panettiereas Jurnee Petterson
Kellan Lutzas Donovan "Slater" Slater
Trevor Wrightas Axel Bennett
Jodelle Ferlandas Alana Huston

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