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Storms
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Mar 12, 2023
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"Mumford are you sure you're not a mother"
     "Valeria if you don't shut up you're on armory duty"
           "Now that shows he knows I'm right"
               "Armory after shift"
                   "That's Unfair just cause I hurt your ego"
                        "Shut up or it is a week"
                            "I'll stop making brownies"
                                "Mumford stop!"
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You know all about 20-squad but what about 50?
Valeria Dawson. The youngest Dawson. She grew up in Chicago alongside her brother and sister. As soon as she turned 18 she enlisted in the marines. While in Somalia she met a certain Daniel Harrelson. She finishes her four years then joins the LAPD eventually she joins swat. 
What happens when Erica dies? How will Valeria react?
Read on to continue the story.
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"Why didn't you apply to replace Mumford?"
     "You think I want to be in charge of that group of animals? I'm not crazy 
         Street"
          "I thought they were your friends"
         "They are but i would quit before im responsible for them,  now I have to 
                 listen to Rocker he's gonna take the mick outta me" 
                              "Sucks to suck"
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"What is your name?" I asked, staring into her doe-like eyes. Almost immediately her face twisted in horror. Her eyes switched back and forth frantically like an exit would suddenly appear out of thin air. The sides of her lips turned downward like it was taking everything in her not to burst into a sob. Sure, she was scared--that much was expected-- but I could see the anger. I could see she was furious with me. Interesting. I thought to myself. As much as I wanted to explore how far I could push her until she retaliated; time was of the essence right now. I was staring at an unrecognizable girl. A mistake like this will get a lot of people killed. "I asked you a fucking question, didn't I? I don't like repeating myself." I growled as I grabbed her small face in my hand, making her eye shut in pain. "Harley. Harley Anderson," she spat softly like an angered kitten. Harley. I let her name roll over my tongue for a while. Every second that passed made my vision go black with anger. I looked away from her face before releasing the hold I had on her. I felt my jaw clench in anger and my fist flex in readiness as I stared off in the distance, trying to control my anger from making me lash out. However, I couldn't control myself. She is the wrong girl. We have the wrong girl. ------------ Harley Anderson was an average girl with an almost too simple life before being taken by the biggest cartel in New Mexico right in front of her best friend, Avery. Xander Sanchez, the leader of the Riot cartel has nothing else on his agenda besides making his ex-business partner pay for his wrongdoings. What happens when Avery is the center of the operation, but it all goes wrong, and now Harley finds herself in a situation she never dreamed of? What happens when Harley is taken and forced to work under the boss? Will Harley be able to survive working under this ruthless man? What happens when the boss finds himself falling for the girl he least expected to capture his heart?