mrs_weller
The muscles on his arms pulsed as he stretched, and I couldn't help but stare. His skin was a smooth tan, speckled with droplets of moisture. His hair was out and fell over his carved face, a strand of dark brown contrasting to the rough blue of his eyes. He would almost be perfect, if he didn't ever open his mouth.
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Dyana Wright is arrested and removed from her sector following suspicion of being apart of the rebel group, Select. Her and her best friend Cam are taken to the capital city of Eyra, where they are forced to prove themselves and train with members from other sectors. Battling unwelcome initiates and her sectors reputation, can Dyana overcome the odds? Or find love?