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Do you think that God stays in heaven, does not come down to Earth, Because, he too, lives in fear of the monsters he's created?…

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- SHE WAS A SWEET, ROTTEN THING.Born dead, tossed in a metal coffin, reborn as an experiment, Subject RED was destined for great things. Not a child, not a girl, but a weapon. But what she would become was not a mere resuscitation of life. No, she was transformed, shaped by the hands of those who saw potential in her very existence. A puppet, perhaps, in their grand design, but also something more. A creation of flesh and bone, yes, but also of steel and secrets.Subject RED was not sweet innocence; that had been extinguished long before her rebirth. Her sweetness was tainted by the darkness that clung to her, a reminder of the life she had left behind, a life that had been snuffed out like a candle in the night. Rotten, in the sense that she had been marred by the hands that had sought to shape her into a tool of power."This is the child of two of the most dangerous people on the planet, she mustn't be underestimated." HYDRA and the Red Room's most ambitious project yet, their whispers about her were no more than the sweet lullabies of her childhood as she was nursed with their needles, rocked by their punches and weaned on their commands. She would be better then her predecessors. She would be trained, raised and molded to best them in every which way imaginable. And when she had had completed the last step of the program, she would kill them. Her makers, her progenitors, her parents. And then, Subject RED would help HYDRA and the Red Room heel the world to their feet. WOUNDS WE LEAVE SERIESbook 2- mature content ahead! copyright! 2019 © - aka don't steal my story!…

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"let me tell you the story of the little canary turned bird of prey." the year is 298 AC and the location is westeros. that year, not a single living soul could have predicted that the nine noble families that governed over their own regions would soon engage in a war for control over the lands of westeros, and old enemies that had been dormant for centuries would join the fight. lady alysanne tyrell, daughter of lord mace tyrell of highgarden and alerie hightower has been promised to the young robb stark in the north since she was just seven years old. cast away in winterfell, home of the house of stark, by her family in favor of an alliance between their respective houses, lady alysanne tries her hardest to make this future marriage to robb stark work, knowing that the fate and honor of her family depends on her. despite hard work and rigorous self-discipline, the young girl has often searched for the bastard jon snow's eyes more than the ones of the legitimate stark she is set to wed. beyond the quarrel amidst her heart, another war is brewing in westeros, and no one shall escape its reach this time. alysanne tyrell must do what is right, or might love prevail over duty for once? winter is coming.…