Warrior Of The Familiar Within

Warrior Of The Familiar Within

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture7 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., juil. 21, 2020
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Fantasy
At a young age of 10, kids around the world are tested for special abilities. But with these abilities came people of different powers. Some stronger then others. Some meant to fight and some meant to sit on the side lines and twiddle their thumbs. Others to heal and others who have dark powers that are not meant for this world. Harmony Jones. She didn't make friends easily. In fact she was always teased and beat up for being weak. She was the only girl who never knew her powers. Never knew where she came from. In face she didn't know anything beyond the boundaries of the foster home she grew up in. Now that she is able to go to the academy of her dreams, she is both scared and excited for the life ahead of her. Drake Hook. A man that didn't take anyone's shit. Swooning woman with every smile, smirk, look and word he spoke. He was the definition of perfect to mall woman. But he never cared. He was powerful and ruthless. So ruthless that everyone knew to stay out of his path. Only a selective few could be on his good side. What happens when these two hearts meet? Will Harmony discover her hidden power and awaken them? Will Drake crack the cold shell he built around his heart? Will they discover something they never knew about them selves? Only the readers with know. ~AUTHORS NOTE ~ There is sexual content, cursing, blood, etc...... there for DONT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18! I am not responsible for and kids who read this. I will not get in trouble for you reading it if you are under 18. Feel free to comment, like and vote. Also if you have ideas for a character name of future stories, please message me :)
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Formerly known as 'His Angel' Trigger warnings on chapters. ~ "Harmony" it was her name; no longer a scream but a simple word. She lifted her head, and saw him standing in front of her, hanging over and blocking the warm sun. She continued to cry, gripping the dog so tight she was probably fucking hurting her. "I can't take it anymore," she said, her lip quivering, her tongue tasting salty. Waiting for the inevitable, "I can't do it any longer." She took a deep, shaky breath. "Mony-" He leaned down gently, sitting in the grass across from her, trying to catch a glimpse of her face hidden in shame. How could he ever kill her? He couldn't even imagine cutting a hair on her head. "Harmony-" she looked at him with bright red, puffy eyes. "Will you come with me?" So much hesitation on her face, the sight of it fucking killed him. But, she reached out a shaky hand, slipping it into his. ~ Harmony finds her trusting nature doesn't always do her good, and the biggest mistake she ever made was walking home with a man who insisted they were taking a shortcut. She wakes up, cold, tired and terrified, chained to a wall in a stranger's basement. Unbeknownst to her, she's now in the hands of someone else so much worse. She finds herself determined to escape his grip in any way possible, even if it means doing what he wants and pretending to like it. And as more time goes on, Max seems to be further taken by her, doing everything to try and mend bridges to get her to stay. But, she can't become complacent; that's how people die. She's found herself deep into the underbelly of life others don't know, where laws are not the same, where people are not the same. Surrounded by a pack of gun runners, thieves and murderers, she starts to question if she could ever go back to her old life. When does the puppetry start being the truth? ~ Not everything is always green and blue.

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