Kiss & Run
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Last published Sun, Dec 30, 2012
Annabelle & Gwen were Tax Lawyers.
Or so everyone thought.
They were really spies for the government, and the top two field agents in the society, their mission being to capure the worlds most dangerous object from the evil department and take it back to safety. Piece of pudding.
So, they defintiely succeded.
And then they realized that there was another, more powerful and in the wrong hands... again.
But this time, it was in the evil hands of the manager One Direction. And the manager had put it on one of them.
So what do they do?
Kidnap them.
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The snow never forgets. That's the first thing they learned when they found her- half-dead, half-shadow, and entirely silent. She wore a scar like a warning. She had no name... or too many. And her eyes? Storm-grey. Unbothered. Unblinking. Unforgiving. They chained her. Whipped her. Tried to break her open like a confession. She smiled instead. They said she was a terrorist. A spy. A ghost. No one knew the truth. But when word spread that he was coming- The Director. The Ghost Hunter. Even the storm outside quieted. Because some stories aren't just secrets. They're scars with a heartbeat. And this one? It started with a girl on her knees... and ends when they both stop breathing.
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