Strength to Rise

Strength to Rise

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Two stories intertwined. One MI5 Spy. One very unfortunate IT guy. 4 Years after a terrorist attack that shook the nation one man and one woman must find the strength to rise over the people who doom the nation. Fire, death, and tragedy but can they stop it before all is lost forever A/N - Okay a few points before you enter the magical world of my brain 1. I don't mean in any way to be racist or point fingers at any group of people in recent world events that have taken place. I am a very open person I don't like racist people and if you are you can leave now because I will not tolerate any shaming of any innocent people if you have a positive opinion feel free to leave it in the comment section. 2. This started out as a script for my Media class but due to me not really knowing the direction I wanted to take with it I decided to turn it into a book instead... 3. I actually don't have a third point so enjoy 4. Do you like my cover it is my own picture I took it with my cannon :)
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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