Among the most difficult military trainings on the planet, Special Defense Forces - be it Ranger, SWAT, Navy SEAL, MARCOS or SAS hold the torch of inflicting unprecedented agony for the opportunity to wear their coveted tridents and accomplishing glorious and seemingly impossible operations. But like skeletons in a closet, there has got to be more forces hidden to the civilian life. Join three new cadets and two experienced officers on their walk through hell right from their training to an elusive unclear mission. They get beaten down, get kicked and then beaten some more, not for tridents or badges, but to become nobodys. Turn the pages to see the legendary force molding and discover their mission along with themselves. Feel free to vote and comment

~Born of hair as red as dawn and driven by the curse of bloodshed and mysterious power, a true destroyer will arise with a heart of fire~ Falyn is a human girl who was raised in a Witch's Village. After the cruel Red Soldiers incinerated her home, she is taken under the wing of the Renegades, a guild of rebels who oppose the King and his army. The Renegades house many misfits like a cannibal creature in the disguise of a human woman, a huge lazy Alchemist and a woman that can blacksmith and sew dresses. Falyn is motivated to become something she would never dream of...an assassin; a killer. With relentless vengeance in her heart, and newfound strength, she learns that perhaps there might be more to her inside than she herself knows.

Do not lie to me and certainly do not play games with me." "Me, playing games with you? I have been playing your game since the day i woke up here!" _______________________________________ Maybe it is a curse or a blessing but she was his light in darkness and he was her protector when in danger.

"Feelings are like waves. You cannot stop them from coming but you can decide which one to surf" Meet Ava: Ava Bolson Rose life was a chain reaction of terrible things happening.Since her parents death she's been bullied at school and thanks to her auntie she's still here. Love had never crossed her mind,the only love she thought of was for her family and friends,until when she started having these weird feelings for the mysterious Erico Martinez. Meet Erico: Very rich son of the Top business parents in the world. Erico came from a different world since little he had been given everything he wanted,worked hard and is now a well known actor. He doesn't believe in love but believes a ton of girls is the ideal world. Mix in some Untold Truths,Another guy and mean girls. What happens when the universe calls for these two strangers to meet and experience new feelings?

**1st place in The Eminence Awards** PERFECT - Having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics; as good as it is possible to be.' That's what Elaine Keeper always thought Trinette was. Perfect. There's nothing else she could've been, but flawless. However, a pretty smile and a few saccharine words don't go a long way in telling a person's story. Maybe, just maybe, Elaine didn't have the gorgeous green eyed beauty all figured out. Maybe, there was something Elaine didn't know. Maybe, she wasn't all that perfect. -- Highest rank: #257 in Short Story. THANK YOU LOVELIES!

Two years is too short of a time with someone you love. Especially if they are deployed overseas for the majority of your marriage. But what if he comes home, but not the way you envisioned it so many times in your head? This poem is from the point of view of a young military bride. *This is a pantoum poem I wrote in my college creative writing class. I found inspiration from my brother, who serves in the military as well as Carrie Underwoods' Just A Dream* Gorgeous cover made by @LarissaChesser

Olivia Moon, a name that I would always posses. Me, to be precise. I have done a lot of ungrateful things, and I know that I'm somehow hated by the people surrounding me. They call me dumb, just because my grades aren't as high compared to my sibling and cousins. But I believe that there is something more than an academic excellence. I believe that passion is more important. At a certain part of my life, I wanted to prove people wrong. The B- in my report card doesn't show who I am, it doesn't show my future. The only talent that I have is writing, I want to use it to show people that my future isn't all about the letters in my deportment grade. They call me ugly, they call me fat, they call me useless. I wouldn't deny the fact that sometimes I would tend to be a couch potato, sitting here, sitting there. But that doesn't mean that I'm person who doesn't have dreams. In fact, I have a lot of dreams, and I promise to do my best to achieve it. All the hatred tested my bravery, a classmate of mine once mentioned that there's a huge mysterious castle at the far end of the forest; no one has made it that far, but I know that that would be a good start for a story. That's when I met Dracula. A horrendous thousand-year-old vampire who runs the castle. With all his trusted companions, he wanted me to be persecuted. Prior to this, he also wanted me to be his maid. I didn't want to fall in love, all I want is a unique story that would bring people awe. I know I shouldn't fall in love, but I can't. In my heart, I know that he feels the same way. Once in my life, everything was beautiful. All was well until... Feelings develop, hearts entwined, in exchange for all this, a heart must be shattered. Simple reminder: Everything in this book is just a work of fiction. Please don't take it seriously since it's just a work of my imagination.

There is nothing left of me to protect. Dying by his hand would be less painful than this miserable life. She convinced herself of this as she relaxed her tense muscles. The sound of cracking echoed in the bathroom. For a brief second she thought the sound oriented from her broken bones. She was expecting to feel some kind of pain to echo through her body, to feel her organs as they turn into mush with each punch, to feel the disgusting taste of blood in her mouth... ... yet she felt nothing. Like millions of red flowers blooming, the droplets of blood fell to the floor and created a path, a map on the broken mirror as it flew its way down. She looked up in horror into his eye. His expression remained unchanged, as though he didn't know what pain would feel like. "Murderer," he breathed out, gritting his teeth as he looked down at her. ➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺ Welcome to the real world. A story of broken people. A story like no others. This is no fairytale, but the bittersweet reality. ➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺ #freementalillness #ProjectBadBoys #youngadultreads WARNING : Dark Story! One of the characters suffers from severe depression. Read at Your Own risk! Beautiful cover done by @Kat-Nova