My Better Half

My Better Half

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What if you weren't alone inside your head? What if you didn't know? What if you were a suspect in your own father's murder, and you didn't even know if you did it or not? How would you feel? Confused yet? Well so is Jessica Jones. A fourteen year old girl, who's dad just "killed himself". She's confused, and scared, but her life turns around when she moves, and meets Luke. But when bodies start appearing at the local cemetery, with the names of missing people, she knows that she has to help catch the killer. Follow Jessica on many adventures through the unknown, the creepy, and the just plain strange. Help her find answers to life's unanswerable questions, such as "What kind of genius hides bodies in a graveyard?!" "What exactly IS a Cluedo Killer?" "Is school a conspiracy?" "WHO ATE ALL THE DOUGHNUTS?!?!?!?!?" And most importantly, "Who killed my dad?".
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Influence

The curtain around the hospital bed slides open to reveal an African American man with warm eyes. He walks in with an easy smile and a white man steps in just behind him with dark blue eyes and near black brown waves that fall to his shoulders. The man behind him catches my eye, his eyes a bright blue with a crown of golden hair. Our eyes meet and his crystal blue ones widen. Déjà vu hits me like a truck and my mind bounces back to a fuzzy night a couple of months ago full of hard liquor. While I can't remember many things from that night, I do remember those blue eyes vividly. My lips pop open and a blush tints my cheeks as well as his. Oh, Jesus, I had a one-night stand with Captain America. Reagan Monroe was born with a gift she never wanted and hates to use now. She's isolated herself, but since life is relatively shit, trouble still manages to find her. After defending a kid from some goons, a certain group of superheroes finds her and it turns out she already knows one of them. And not in the most flattering of ways. *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS OR MARVEL IN ANY WAY. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE*

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