Safe in my Arms (Yusei X Oc)

Safe in my Arms (Yusei X Oc)

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THIS STORY DEALS WITH BLOOD, TRAUMA, AND MISCARRIAGE. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY ANY OF THESE THEMES Alexis Channell, or otherwise known as Astelle, is an average girl with a big voice. She always sang and filled the hallways of Duel Academy with music. She was loved and adored for her talents. After weeks of asking and sending in applications, Astelle got an acceptance letter from the one and only, Team Satisfaction. However, when the electrical system on one of the Duel arenas fails, the Academy bursts into flames. Astelle is caught in a storage room, slowly filling with smoke. Will she be saved? And will she still be able to be a part of Team Satisfaction? This incredible story is solely based off of AuthorUprising36's "In Safe Hands." I was inspired to write this story when they wrote about Team Satisfaction in one of the chapters. And thanks to AuthorUprising36 for allowing me to write such an amazing story!! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SONGS EXPRESSED IN THIS BOOK!!! I GIVE FULL CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL ARTISTS!!
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