Trace
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What if all that you ever knew was a lie? Years ago, the meteorites fell and destroyed the old ways of doing things. A new changed Government arose and the world around them changed as well. Mutants ruled for a few days before being taken away and hidden. Slaves became a sudden reality, marked savagely by the Destiny Children, a by-product of the Government, and sold to wealthy Slave Owners. Trace is one of these slaves, along with her mutant friends M and Glint, owned collectively by Master. Allivan. In a twist of events, she and her friends are thrust into the world of the Rebels by two mysterious characters- one of whom is her long-thought dead brother. Who can be trusted? And why is she just finding out about the lies that ruled her life for so long? Thank you so much to Mudkip_Used_Potato, my incredibly talented friend who designed Trace's beautiful cover!! All credit goes to her. I cannot express my gratitude for this in words but I will try- is saying thank you a million and one times enough? :)
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I've made it out of that nightmare I used to call home. The last person my parents had entrusted with my safety was a lie. The man I was being married off too turned out to be a ruthless monster. Escape was my only choice if I was going to come out alive. Now, I'm hundreds of miles away from the only home I knew. Living in a car, scraping by. Enduring what I was afraid of to begin with. A rich girl like me was not meant for the streets. But I'll be damned if they drag me down. If it means survival from here on out to keep me away from the hands of my own family so be it. But the universe seemed to have a different plan for me. One with three men, 3 bikes and a load of baggage they are not ready to deal with. Protecting myself is a priority, especially with the life that is growing inside of me. Distance is key, survival is crucial and staying the hell away from these men is detrimental. They've got no idea the hell that is me, Juniper Vanderbilt.

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