Myst3ryqueentory

I'm...so... dead. It's Luke Matthew!

Run and escape only to be beaten another day or plead for mercy making promises to forever be his slave and still get beaten up. Yeah I'm taking the first option.

I quickly jump on my feet hoping to make a beeline for the janitor's closet, when I'm suddenly yanked back by my hair - ouch! this mop of brown hasn't seen a saloon in months. Mind being gentle?

" Doesn't this just bring back old memories, love? " Luke drawls in his annoying British accent.

Okay, so you bumped into him on Friday last week, you shouted at him after and might have called him a number of names one of which was an idiotic butthead with an oversized ego. Then you've been avoiding him all week.  You can't exactly blame the guy for having a personal vendetta against you.

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“ You seem to enjoy playing with fire.” Nikon says without looking up as he attends to some papers. 

“ I don't like being disrespected. ” I tell him coldly. 

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He feels it's all revenge. But has this need to protect her. He doesn't know when it started. But later realizes it doesn't really matter.

      What happens when Linda's past comes looking for her? What happens when she realizes what she knows about her past isn't all there is? And what happens when she gets herself tangled up in secrets so twisted they might get her killed?

Follow Linda on her journey as she grows into a strong female with so many secrets to uncover. 



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Twisted Secrets

Someone got me some pain relief and then I lay on the couch and joined them in their discussion.

All my friends got beat up during training as well but none as bad as I did.

Still, I derived joy in the fact that even the unbeatable Leah got her ass kicked.

It was so much fun rubbing it in her face.

We watched a few episodes of American Horror story. Have I mentioned how much I love Tate? I would gladly be a ghost girl and be with him.

I feel my body being raised from the couch and open my eyes to see Luke's blue eyes staring at me.

I don't know what it is about his eyes I love so much. Maybe the fact that on anyone else they would be so plain. It almost seems like they were made for him.

I hear someone clear their throat and turn to see the ever intrusive Leah wiggling her eyebrows at me.

It's then I'm reminded of the fact that we were in the living room with spectators.

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