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The Poseidon Project

The Poseidon Project

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Aug 9, 20171h 31m
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*Not a Percy Jackson fanfic* Cari Lynn doesn't know where she came from, or who she used to be. All she knows is that she isn't human and her name was tattooed on her right shoulder. She finds herself crossing the path of Adrian Archer, a guy with mysteries of his own. Taking an interest in Cari, he finds himself tangled into her world, as she gets trappedl in his. Cari must recover her memory to help her stop the forces who wish to destroy her. .*.*.*.*.*.*.*. "You may be one of the most powerful beings out here but let me tell you something." He leaned in and his breath tickled my ear. The area was dimly lit and I was glad of it because I could've been mistaken for the relative of a tomato. In a soft voice he whispered "you're short." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
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