deathmarch - soldier boy

deathmarch - soldier boy

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She was never meant to exist. In the dying days of the Cold War, Leah Fletcher was just another soldier - until she became something else. Taken, broken, and rebuilt, she was designed to be what Soldier Boy never could: the perfect weapon. A ghost of war, conditioned to obey, built to destroy. For years, she endured - tortured, experimented on, and filled with something far worse than serum. And when she finally escaped, the world made one mistake: they caught her again. Locked in ice for decades, she was forgotten. A name erased. A nightmare buried beneath the world. But now, the ice has melted. And Deathmarch is awake. With vengeance burning in her veins and the echoes of her past clawing at her mind, she will tear through the world that abandoned her. She will hunt down those who made her. And when she learns that Soldier Boy-her only rival, her only equal-was freed before her? There will be blood. Because death isn't coming. It's marching.
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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