Mutant
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"Please, I love you," Alec murmured in my ear. "Get away from me!" Tears streamed down my face as I looked at his beautiful face. "Don't leave me!" His voice rang through my ears as he grabbed me by my arms and pushed me against the closest wall at our school hallway. Why had I loved him? Why had I fallen in love with a mutant? ... Adira is a normal freshman girl. She plays tennis, has many friends, and has an awesome boyfriend. Life was at it should be. One day the earth starts to vibrate for a second killing humans, and leaving everything else. Adira is one of the few being left alive. Luckily her boyfriend also survived, but he is different. Adira goes through her journey in finding herself and becoming stronger than she could have ever believed to be.
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