"Amber!" Michael screams, as I lose my balance and start free falling towards the cold, hard, forest floor. My arms flail wildly trying to find purchase on the blurred branches that rush past me.
The ground grows closer and I scream and scream knowing that if I hit the ground I would die.
His fearful green eyes catch my tearful orange ones as I fall.
"Help..." I whisper as tears fly past my face.
I'm going to die.
I hit the ground.
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Also this is a story I am writing in my free time, so if chapters don't come out weekly or whatever, I'm sorry, but there is not much I can do about that. If you have any feedback, don't be afraid to give it. I don't mind a little bit of criticism, just no hate please. If I've spelt anything wrong, please tell me, because personally I get put off if a story doesn't have correct grammar and I'd hate for anyone to be put off my story. And I'm sorry if the chapters are a bit short at the beginning, I will try to make them approximately 950 - 1000 words. Also please do not steal my story!
P.S there will be swearing, blood and gore, and there may or may not be mature themes.
Paranormal/Romance/Teen Fiction
With a new name and new life, Nathan must learn to fit in at an Academy of the Feral Investigation Bureau, or risk being sent back to prison.
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Escaping prison was only the beginning for inmate C41. Now on the run and going by Nathan, he's enrolled in an American Academy for training agents and joins the Feral Investigation Bureau, charged with hunting down criminals and sending them to the same place he just escaped. But after learning how blurred the distinction is between feral and non-feral, Nathan is forced to flee with his sister and his boyfriend, only to discover their safe house hides a secret that might cost Nathan his freedom.
Content and/or Trigger Warning: sex and violence. [Note: failed suicide attempt]
[[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]