Specualtive M/M Sci-Fi Fantasy Mashup
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- Draxton: Children of Anzulla Part One
- Kellan: Children of Anzulla, Part Two
- Children of Anzulla, Part One and Two. Draxton and Kellan: Finding Love in the World of Titans
Children of Anzulla is a crossover from Kashel Char’s New Beginnings M/M Series, and is recommended for pre-read.
DRAXTON:
Have you ever looked for something you know is there but can’t find it?
My name is Draxton Dubois. I’m the world’s best speleologist and cave cartographer. I have level one autism spectrum disorder (ASD), and I’ve been living independently since my grandfather died two years ago. I was born to explore caves, and when it comes to finding the door to another reality, I become a tire-screeching, hyper-focused maniac.
When I use my charm, I know, no one can refuse me, especially when I’m wearing my sexy jean shorts and wide-brimmed hat, even if I pair them with flip-flops.
I have a gift for crawling around in dark spaces, and my obsession with my work leaves very little room for intimate relationships. But I will do anything to secure an extension to explore the Star Caves, nestled in the Cradle of Mankind, South Africa.
With my grandfather’s map in hand, I set out to barter for more time.
The plan was simple. Entice, seduce, and bribe the man responsible for my future. He accepted the bribe, my priceless map, but became a pain in my butt as soon as he started showing up at the site and refused me, three times.
KELLAN:
How do you keep a bubble from popping when you want to catch it in your hands? Easy, don’t try to catch it at all.
Back in 2025, I was a professor of paleontology, but it seemed falling through a time portal had made me stupid.
I’m so in love with Draxton, and I would do anything to keep him a bit longer, even if it meant pushing him into another man’s arms, to demonstrate that I don’t want to own, control, or smother him.
How will I do that if I have to protect him while he’s going on all these missions to help my brother free Atlas, a dragon who was the only one who could take us back home?
WARNING: This story contains speculative, twisted versions of history, explicit, graphic depictions of violence, and crude language unsuitable for young or sensitive readers or anyone offended by gay sex. One of the main characters is on the autism spectrum, and persons sensitive to this character type may find certain situations triggering.
Copyright © 2025 Draxton: Children of Anzulla, Part One and Kellan: Children of Anzulla, Part Two. Finding Love in the World of Titans. Children of Anzulla, Book One by Kashel Char.
Publisher: Independently Published
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Pairings: M-M, 4+ or Other
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 36-45
Protagonist 2 Age: 36-45
Protagonist 3 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Tropes: Badass Hero, Interracial Relationship, Trapped Together
Word Count: 182 549
Setting: ICE VERSUS DESERT WORLD / AFRICA / SOUTH AFRICA / CRADLE OF MANKIND
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
I was all kinds of frustrated. My balls were full, and I felt like a bull, thinking being an ox must be better. As promised, Kellan had shown up a few times at camp, checking on us. So far, it was nothing more than a brief hello with a peck on the cheek and handshakes with Tobias.
Bloody fucking hell, I thought we’d had an understanding when I’d last been in his office. I wanted to feel like that again, but how could I if he just showed up to tease me?
Rolling my eyes, I set aside all my murderous, sexually frustrated thoughts. “Are you gearing up, or did you only come by to check on us?” I grunted.
Tobias snickered, and I nudged him aside with a hip bump to help him wash our breakfast utensils. Once we start working, we won’t return until much later.
Without sunlight, cave explorers often lose track of time. It’s also much cooler, a constant seventeen degrees Celsius, making the South African summer far more bearable inside the caves.
READ MOREKellan had arrived earlier than usual from Johannesburg and joined us for an early breakfast this morning. He got up from the camping chair he’d been lounging in, stretching his arms in various directions. That made his shirt pull up, revealing his narrow hips, belly button, and the fine black trail of hair that disappeared into his low-cut denim, secured by a black belt. I blinked and tried my best not to look at his bulge, but failed. Our eyes locked, and I looked away to conceal my desire.
Bloody fucking hell!
“Yes, I’m gearing up today,” Kellan announced proudly. The gears in my head clicked faster and faster until they created one loud humming noise. “If you two don’t mind,” he added as an afterthought.
Kellan was becoming increasingly difficult to understand. I wanted him close and pressed against me, yet also as far away as possible until he became just a speck of dust to me. This situation between us was way too complicated, and took up too much space in my mind, and I couldn’t concentrate on my work. My work was more important because I’d promised my grandfather I would find that door. I shook my head to quiet it down. But, as usual, the voice inside my cock and head had different opinions about Kellan, and couldn’t decide which had the final say.
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