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Number Thirteen-On Hold

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Leituras 1,685
Votos 46
Capítulos 6
Tempo 1h 25m

blood death killer strong-female-character teenfiction weapons

It all starts with a 19 year old girl who has a normal life with great friends and the best family-- NOT. She doesn't even remotely have anything close to a normal life; being brought into a world of guns and blood at the mere age of 16. She has no friends whatsoever, no family, and lives alone in a way too big house. She was brought into the organization, trained to be an agent. They told her she was selected by random, but, 'Why me?'  Is all she can ever think. She had every reason to think that, considering her background, no family, nothing; although maybe that's why they "chose" her? 

She is now on her 13th kill, and well, when they say 13 is an unlucky number, they are damn right. 

Target: Ashton Vincent Ledger -Last known ID name. AKA Thomas Worthington Jenkins, Devin Alexander Thayker; more names to be discovered. 

They give her a list of everything they know about him, anything that might help her track him down.

She looks at the photo of his last ID and whistles to herself, 'so it's a pretty boy, hey?' 

First actual encounter with Ashton turns out not so great. Let's just say it's not some pretty boy; he is a pretty boy with underestimated skill. Add to the list dashingly charming, cunning, and tricky. 

He knows that she's onto him; she knows that he realizes, but what she doesn't realize is that he is always going to be three steps ahead of her.  

Capturing her target proves to be difficult when he is sly and luring, and one, unexpected night with him definitely assures her of that.

Later on she realizes that he may be innocent after all. That everything she was told about him is a lie and that something fishy is going on in the organization. But what happens when all of your life you are told you can't trust anyone, only to find out that one guy can make you question what you've been taught and told?

Well, 13 is definitely not her lucky number, that's for sure
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The experiment., de shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

Tell Me It's Forever, de peanuttttxo

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Secrets Can Kill, de newadvantures

A simple girl became one of the strongest woman, named Jules. But that costed her far more than anyone's expectation, losing what she held preciously. Pain become a part of her daily life at the early age of 17. And she lived with it for far too long. Unable to take it and trying to move forward to change, to live a normal life, she leaves her world behind and starts anew at the age of 33. But when she finds the one person who she genuinely cares about, her past comes back to haunt her, to take her back into the familiar but painful world of secrets, a world she was made for. Sebastian is a normal man with a normal life who finds himself attracted to Jules at their very first meeting. Slowly, but surely, falling in love with her. But he quickly learns that she is not what she seems to be. A bag of lies and burden of past on her shoulders all the time. While she cannot avoid going back, Jules doesn't want to lose the person she has grown to care. But finding out about her past filled with lies and secrets, will they accept her? Will they give her a chance, to remain close to her? Will they believe her words, or what they see? Or will the past haunt her, chase her, forever? ------------------ This is mainly a romantic-action story. The topics listed below are part of the book but the book is not filled with it. > mature language > blood scenes > rape/attempt > traumatic experience and expressions > shooting > mature content They have been warned about in the story. Also I apologize for some bad grammar. English is not my strength... Hope you have a good read!! Project Started: 3/06/21 Project Ended: 12/10/21

Nothing Left to Lose (SAMPLE ONLY - IT IS BEING PUBLISHED ON 5th NOVEMBER 2013), de kirsty1000

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The experiment. cover

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Destiny Brought us Here cover

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Nothing Left to Lose (SAMPLE ONLY - IT IS BEING PUBLISHED ON 5th NOVEMBER 2013) cover

Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross] cover

Password Incorrect cover

As We Become One {Completed} cover

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The experiment.

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.