Lips Sealed. - rewriting-
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Jen has powers. It's not uncommon, really. Lots of humans have some form of "extra abilities" nowadays. Exceptionally Powered People (EPP) have to be registered by the government, their power usage tracked, and have to follow a strict code of rules. Jen is no exception. She carefully reports every time she uses her powers and obeys the laws set in place for people like her ...most of the time. She is a college student after all, she has to make money somehow! Working in her aunt's bakery can only help so much.
But Jen's life changes when she stumbles into the crossfire of two rivaling gangs of unregistered EPPs. At the head of one, is a man known only as Reaper. His power? Controlling the human body with his mind - an ability as rare as it is deadly. When she accidentally discovers his secret identity, she is pulled into his world of underground EPP societies torn apart by tensions. But they all have one thing in common: everyone wants to know how Reaper gained his god-like power. And Jen is the only one who knows who he is.
Now Jen must decide how to escape the crossfire without putting her friends, her aunt, and their beloved bakery in danger. Does she spill Reaper's secret? Or does she keep her lips sealed?
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