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The Breeding Lottery
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Ongoing, First published Jun 28
Mature
3 new parts
Ashanti is finally living the life she dreamed of, working a job she loves. Everything is going well. But then President Theodore Thomas gets elected, and everything seems to go downhill. The population is decreasing, and women are not having children, so the government decided to take matters into its own hands. Instead of women being drafted into the military, they're drafted into marriage. Marriage is not a choice; it's an order, and if you try to run, the consequences are deadly. 

Will Ashanti get drafted? Or will she be one of the lucky ones who don't get chosen? 

"This has to be a joke. He lied to us all. He doesn't care about the marriages; he just wants to control us," I yell out loud. 

"Ashanti, you have to calm down, or he will hear you," she says lowly.

I shrug my shoulders. "I don't care. Fuck him," I spat. 

"Say that one more time, I dare you," Noah says calmly. 

My eyes widen in shock, hearing his voice. I didn't realize he was here. 

Fuck, I just messed up. Why couldn't I just keep my big-ass mouth shut?


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