Catch-22
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  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2019
Mya Dansgrove was hit by a solar flare eight months ago.
Austin Daniels was flung into space for an elite mission.
   They both came back not quite the same. They came back with superhuman abilities, and both had different ideas about what to do with them. Mya was a CSI during the day, and a hero by night. She cleaned up the streets, bagging criminals with her star-themed abilities. 
   Austin used his abilities for personal gain, taking and stealing what he pleased with little resistance, using his invisibility and shadow control to go through anyone in his way.
   But what happens when they move in together? Will they give up their secrets? Will they realize they've been two rooms down the hall from their eternal enemy? What will they do when a love starts to blossom?

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Ello, everybody! This is one of my first adventures into original story writing and I would appreciate it if you gave it a read! You may see something you like.

Anyways, Jay out.

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TRIGGER WARNING: May contain epic scenes of awesome, dark comedy, love 🥰😘, and some miscellaneous other shit. Also, minor to major swearing.
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