Survival Of The Fittest
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Identify yourself! He commanded.
I didn't answer ..I couldn't.... I looked down as I admitted to myself...I don't know who I am!
Lia Winters is average ....until she is stolen and thrust into a world of pain, cruelty, and distrust.
She is being trained...but for what?
Warning: Some intense scenes
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***** This is my first attempt at this....comment if you like it and if u don't ..constructive criticism appreciated ;)
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