Lord of disguise

Lord of disguise

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I had no family, I never did. Mother didn't want me, father just didn't seem to care and Marie...Marie despised my very existence!. It wasn't always like this, when I was little, mother would sing songs to Marie and I and we would dance along happily, but I never really had a father figure in my life. It didn't just start overnight..something changed. Some days, she'd spend hours yelling at me, telling me how worthless I was and how much she hated me until it was ingrained in my memory. I grew older, and it got worse. I would be forced to kneel on rice or sit on stools for hours on end. I just didn't understand, she claimed she was helping me so I wouldn't become like 'Lola'. I didn't know who she was, but when I'd asked dad, he'd dismiss saying mother was just saying things because she was sick. then he and mother would get into a fight, and then I'd get punished again, I'd be forced to drink mother's favorite concoction of lemon and vinegar. I hated it...I hated it so much. I learned quickly never to ask of her again. I loved playing with gadgets around the house and once when I was asked to clean and I went into my father's room and opened his computer, it was so fascinating. But I didn't know how to work it, And i wasn't allowed to go to school, so every time I was tasked to do Marie's homework, I would read as much as I could about computer's . I would go everyday to dads computer, and When I finally cracked the code, i saw it, my documentations, my birth certificate, were all forged. Mother wasn't my mother. I printed everything I could and hid it in my clothes. But when I was just past the door, I was caught. It was the first time my father hit me. But with all these things, I never complained, I never asked for anything more, all I asked was for them to accommodate me until I was old enough to fend for myself, but no...when mother passed away, I was left with no one. Many things happened to me after that. I am sang Sorensen, and this is my story...
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Your prospects are limited when you don't exist, but Sang Sorenson has been getting by as a cashier in a grocery store after dropping out of high school. Most days, she's just glad to have some independence, but she's been drifting through her life for two years, too alone to realize she's lonely. Then, late one Sunday night someone comes through her line with more apple pie than one man should be able to eat. The next day, she finds herself helping a young girl with a ...delicate purchase that the girl's older brother and his friend can't handle. And after a close call at home, she seeks help at a diner that recently opened down the street. It's been over a year since the Blackbourne team shattered into three separate teams, and they've all been dealing with the aftermath of a broken family. Though the new Lee and Taylor teams have done well for themselves, things just aren't the same. Then Sean stops by a little mom-and-pop grocery store after a long shift and discovers their bakery section. Kota and Nate take Jess bra shopping, and the cutest girl they've ever seen intervenes when they are less than helpful. And Luke finally meets someone who values pancakes as much as he does...possibly more. And it's barely even Tuesday. ~oOo~ This is a reverse harem fanfic based on C.L. Stone's Ghost Bird series. Be warned, I don't do trigger warnings on individual chapters and this is a Ghost Bird story: there is physical and emotional abuse, implied and overt; there are nine men interested in one woman (#whychoose) and sometimes each other; and the language used is appropriate for mature readers only. Not my circus, not my monkeys. I don't own any of these characters, The Academy, or Charleston, SC. I'm not making any money off of this. Liberties were taken with the legal and medical professions, but I tried to be as accurate as possible.

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