4 Accidental Angels

4 Accidental Angels

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"Which one would you choose?" "Neither, they're both terrible." "I second that." "Me three." "Damn we've come so far." The woman lets out an amused smile, "I remember the days when we fought over the best seats to all the action." ___________________________________________ Blythe Alvarado became one of the best assassins of Cresswell at age 16. However, a tragic mission led James, the director of Cresswell, to file a restraint from assassination for the rest of her future missions. Meanwhile, her uncle, Raphael, opened the doors to a place where her talents would be used for a different reason and her collaborative skills would be put to test. The journey ahead appears demanding and rough. After all, how does Raphael expect a team of rowdy assassins to work together when they've always been working solo? Let's not even touch on the fact that they act like a team of recalcitrant fifteen year olds. Find out more as you indulge in this story of the 4 Accidental Angels. A whole new adventure and possibly romance awaits you as you make your decision to press that orange 'read' button.
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We were a team. A confidence team, gaining your trust and ripping you off for every penny we could squeeze out of you. Stealing millions between pickpocketing, elaborate schemes against the rich, and knocking off banks; we made it big. We were good, really good at what we did. This time we were too greedy. We couldn't pass up a 4 million dollar art con. Each couple would have walked away with 2 million dollars and we could have settled down and finally started the family we had talked about for years. But he disappeared......in the middle of the night, abandoning me. Until he returned with a bullet hole in his arm and desperation in his eyes. Begging me to help him one last time, but could I ever forgive him? Could I ever look past his betrayal of leaving me in Tennessee to fend for myself and fight off the cops myself? ●●●●●●●●●●●●●● "What were the first words you ever spoke to me?" He asked softly, his thumbs wiping away the wetness from my cheeks. "No." I choked out. "Don't! I don't want to say it." "You said...Hi, my name is Alexis and I just moved into my grandparent's house across the street. Can I play with you? And I knew the moment I laid eyes on you...." "You were 10 years old, you didn't know shit." I croaked. "I may have been 10, but I knew a beautiful girl when I saw one. And you blew the rest of the world out of the water. I may have saved you by leaving you in Tennessee, but at least you still had your grandparents. I had no one if I didn't have you."

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