My Undercover Life
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Last published Sat, Feb 25, 2017
Have you ever heard the saying "Looks can be decieving." Well, let me tell you, your about to see the true meaning of it. So buckle up you just earned a front row ticket to hell and back. Enjoy the ride.
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Left kick. Right Punch. Round House kick. Pin. Knock Out.
Thats how you get the job done. The names Aaron, Aaron O'Connel. #1 in the rings and #1 on the streets. Anyone with common sense knows not to mess with me. If you have a problem take it up with my fist.
All my life people have left me. Anyone who has ever gotten close to me has left. Until this one guy came along and wouldn't go away no matter what. I couldn't get rid of him. Trust me i've tried.
To that I say touchè Aidan Parker.
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This book will have violence and Colorful Language
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--Start Date: Wednessday, January 25th 2017--
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