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With The Storm
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jun 03, 2015
As I felt my last breaths escape me, I saw something above the water. It moved, and just before all the air left my lungs, I felt something wrap itself around my waist and pull me up.
 It was him. He was like the storm. Strong, powerful but so underestimated. He came like the storm did, sudden and unexpected. And then he took me with it.
 Every night, a reoccurring dream visits Avery Mills, that she can't exactly explain. A dream that would someday mean a lot more to her than she ever thought. If only she paid attention to that dream. If only she didn't brush it off. Maybe she wouldn't have been kidnapped into a world she never wanted to be a part of. Its then, that Avery finds out no one is who they seem at first, and sometimes you can get the most help you least expect. When Avery is kidnapped, she finds out the truth behind who took her, and why. A reason she never thought, would actually save her life. 
This is the story of Avery Mills
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