The Keeper
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With a missing father and a hole in his heart from his mother's death, Julien Marshall thought his life couldn't get anymore difficult. But boy was he wrong. His father was controlling and had become mean and cold hearted after his wife had passed, but his disappearance had made the hole in Juliens heart bigger somehow. With no one to turn to, Julien spent most of his nights in bars drinking and picking up women. He had never had a hard time with that. Mostly resembling his father with a tall toned build and black hair he never seemed to fail to make the women swoon. The only thing he got from his mother were her jade eyes and nicely shaped lips. But after receiving a weird package with a coded message about someone named The Keeper his world is turned upside down. Now with a missing father and a world under some kind of spell he is thrown into a world of secrets and strange music. Julien now has to decide if he can save everyone or if he is just a worthless son like his dad had said. While trying to save the world he runs into another un-spelled person like him. A fiery spirited girl that loves dancing and music as much as him. Will he team up with her or go on his own to prove to his father that he is more than a worthless son? That is if he even finds his dad. Will he be able to save everyone, or die trying? Excerpt; "Hey tall, dark and handsome! Slow down!" The girl I'd seen earlier yelled. I hoped she wouldn't see me but somehow she had. I whirled around, gun in hand and pointed it at her. After the run in with those two brutes I suspect work for whoever in behind all this, I made sure to keep the gun accessible. "That's as far as you go! Who are you and how come you aren't spelled like everyone else?" I yelled back. "I could ask you the same thing bud. Put the gun down before I let Bellamy shoot you." She sounded and looked really familiar, but I just couldn't pin it. That's when I felt a gun press into my back and knew I was in some deep shit.
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