Project Fox

Project Fox

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Parts 6

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Last published Tue, Jan 27, 2015

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I didn't know how long I had been passed out. I also didn't know where every one was. They're gone. My name is Year, Project 365. I am a Fermilion, loyal, determined, known to be a bit of a player. But what I am is not up to me. I was born into this. My father was a Fermilion. Around nine months ago, there was a knock on the door of my once called home. They brought me here. That is when I met Fox. She was perfect, in my eyes, no flaws. But she wasn't what I thought. She was cold, incapable of love. She hated me. Yet she saved me and she trained me, until such time I was taken away. I never knew why we were here, no one seemed to question it. When I spoke out, everything stopped, time stopped. Everything I knew about my home, my family, shattered. It was her. They wanted her. So many people sacrificed, dead. Because of her. -This is the second book of the series, so if you haven't read it, Project Four is the first ^w^-

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