Storm's Fury
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Last published Sat, Jun 20, 2015
"My little miracle. My perfect weapon." He kept whispering that as he sized up my body, undressing me with his eyes. I suppressed a shudder; smirking inwardly, I may be a perfect weapon; but sometimes, weapons malfunction.
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