The Blue Hands

The Blue Hands

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Sarah Mitchell is just a normal teenage girl living in the south of US. She's 17 years old, lives with her parents, younger sister Lisa and their cat Doodles and everything is just like in every other family. Except this one part. Sarah's life is ordinary by day, but not so much at night. At night while everyone else are asleep, she's out solving crimes, being a secret agent in the secret group The Blue Hands. The strange part? When Sarah wakes up in the mornings, she can't remember what she's been out doing all night and this has been her life since the day she turned 13. But one rainy morning when Sarah wakes up like she always does in her bed with Doodles by her side, everything changes. That morning, she can remember her adventures in the middle of the night, torturing that old man. She wakes up screaming. What did she do last night? Why did she do it? And how could she possibly know how to torture a person? -:-:-:-:-:-:-:- This is my first ever written story for anyone else to see so please give me any pointers that you may have. Tell me what you think!
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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