Please Believe My Words

Please Believe My Words

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We saw something, something we probably shouldn't have seen. I don't know what to say. I'm scared, I really am. I.. Don't know what the hell to do. I'm sorry, let me explain. My name is Alex; short for Alexandria. I was with my friend Peter when we were walking past the police station. All of a sudden there was commotion and the police started running outside. They didn't notice us at all, not once. That's when it happened, everything a blur, but it's stuck in my head and I cannot get it out. I've watched everything traumatizing, but it the memory is still there. I need to get answers. We need to get answers. And I'm going to get them no matter what. --- Just a warning, there is foul language in this book.
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I didn't want this, anyone could've told you. My brother, Asia, my brother's girlfriend Miria. They all could've told you just how much I didn't want this. I just wanted to go back home, I was perfectly fine living in secret, hiding away underground, staying out fo as much trouble as possible. Even though Alex, Michael, and Asia made enough trouble for all of us. And even more so after Alex and Asia's bad break up. So yeah, I was fine with it all. But now... Everything was different. I had, a, huge, home. I had to learn what it was being an indigo. Had to study my so called people, my so called race of indigo. And what happens? Brooklyn does eventually come to me, does eventually tell me some prophecy that tells me to do something, and I apparently can't refuse. If I do, well, then apparently my so called kin could die. The name is Qassianne, but, never, NEVER, fucking call me that. It's Qassie, learn the name, live the name, love the name. I've been on the run with my twin brother for almost six months since they came out with that new law and everything has been steadily going down hill for us. I'm fine though, loving the wildlife, quite literally. I'm enjoying living with my brother in the forest trying to make our way to Washington D.C. although he thinks we should be traveling through the city more. And, I'm like, no. Two vastly different worlds, yet both souls of fire, yet both connected more than they realize, yet both have a story to tell. Prepare yourselves, because when a Phoenix of old, meets a Kitsune of old, their world will turn into puissant flames. Yet only together, can they become Fierce Of Flames.

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