Purple Smoke

Purple Smoke

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Look at me now. You wouldn't think I'm different. Same face, same name, same personality. But you don't know my secret. Who I really am, down inside. In my veins. In my head. I know more about you than you know about your self. I know how to kill you in a instant. And if you get on my bad side.... You WILL be killed. __________________________ A story following the life of a young, teenage girl, who has no idea who she is... Until one day, she is captured. Taken away. Turned into the perfect killing device, Known as Purple Smoke. __________________________ A novel by KittyPryde21
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Tick-tock. Time is up. You can run, but... I wouldn't know the truth if it ran me over on a dark road and stopped long enough to introduce itself. I'm a chameleon and my days of flying under Rixton Biochemical Corp's radar has come to end. Battles fought in secret have now become public and war has been declared. Falling in love wasn't even a blip on my survival radar. From the moment I literally fell into him, it was lust at first sight and our connection was undeniable. Too bad I'm the threat he is sworn to hunt down and he's the danger I crave. ...you will be hunted... Self-delusion: the master of all lies spun; the spider that guards deceptions web. When my past comes back to haunt me, my perfectly crafted island of deceptive truths and earth-shattering lies descends into chaos. I am supposed to be the good guy. The one who hunted down the bad guys. I live in a world where the line that separates the "good" guys from the "bad" guys is just a blurry optical illusion that tricks the mind into believing whatever it wants to be true. Not everything (or everyone) is what (or who) it (they) seem. ...and the truth always finds its prey.

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