Lost in Bronze - BRONZE BOOK ONE
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As the heiress of the White family, Felice should be able to use her inherited Timeline ability. Well, that's what she thought. But her 15th birthday had already passed, and she still could not do anything. Her cousins have started making fun of her. How could she, the direct heir of the White family, not have their ability? Determined to prove her worth, she launches herself after her uncle into the timeline of Bronze, and after losing him, she finds herself lost in a completely different world. Will she be able to get back to her home? Or will she remain trapped, in the city of Bronze, where the rumored criminal genius Doctor Klide-Magnus is trapped, and seeking revenge?
-!SNEAK PEAK!-
"Oh, shoot." She muttered. Peter noticed her, and despite the intensity of the battle and the multiple scars littered across his body, he shot her a smile. He backtracked from the battle, moving to the sidelines, where Felice stood.
"Hey, Felice." He said, still smiling. Felice looked at him weirdly. "...Peter, I don't think this is an appropriate time to say literally "hi" to me. Your literally in the middle of fighting-" Felice was interrupted as the robot's arm took a swing at her, and she dodged it, pulling Peter by the shirt to the ground. "-A battle."
Peter shrugged. "Still." Felice glared at him. "Still WHAT? Sabrina literally died, and-" She stopped. There was a shocked and horrified expression on Peter's face, and Rose literally glanced back at them at those words, with a gaping mouth and a shocked expression.
It cost her a punch. Rose was sent flying backwards, coughing up blood as she was punched in the gut by the giant robot. A battle cry was heard (a bit like a roar!) and Carter appeared, stabbing the robot's leg with a giant spear (where the hell did he get that???*).
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