Children And Revenge
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Last published Sat, Jul 10, 2021
Orphans turned spies fight for their freedom, safety, and most importantly, revenge.
Katriane Auclaire's life was stolen. First, by the Koenig Ring, an alliance of mafias led my Ryker Koenig, when they murdered her parents. Then by a group of assassins and fighters who stripped her of her memories and trained her to be a weapon deep in a mountain fortress. And now by Hebe, a clandestine government agency of sorts that kidnaps orphans to turn into spies. But far away from anything familiar and everything she misses, she might just find herself again, but first, she's out for revenge.
At Hebe's Safehouse a team of orphaned teenage boys have found and lost a family. Icarus Adifah-Cleo knows too mutch, he always has, even when he had nothing. And he knows that even if the odds are stacked against them what's left of the team can take down the Koening Ring and win their freedom from Hebe.
But Ethan Cortez has no hope. The first time he gave up hoping is when his parents died and his quiet life was tuned into a game of survival that led to his abduction by Hebe, who renamed him Sprint. For a time it seemed it wasn't all bad, he had all he could need, money, friends, and love. But Koenig forced his love to betray hebe and Hebe forced Ethan to kill him.
Nothing will ever be the same for the team again. And all that's left for what they have been fighting for rests on the shoulders of Hebe's newest addition, Katriane Auclaire.
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