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Protecting The Storm
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    Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Apr 20, 2015
"I fight to know that the day he finds me is the day I will finally take back my life." 

  Lyla Blake has been through something so traumatizing that she is placed in Witness Protection. She's changed from being loud, fun, friendly and someone who loved to play music for others into a person who knows how to fight and doesn't talk to anyone but Sgt. Jones. 
  
  When a rumor starts, she has to move in with Sgt. Jones's family and start from scratch, even with a new name(Storm). Something goes wrong and Lyla has the option to help a new friend even if it puts herself in danger. 
  
  Will she help? Or will she leave everything and everyone alone?

Time is slowly but surely ticking down and someone is watching.
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