As soon as Annabelle had gone into this she had known there would be no going back. As soon as she had stepped onto that transport she had worked to steel her mind for it. As soon as they had crossed into the undercity she had accepted what she was going to do. As soon as they walked into the facility she had buried her qualms. As soon as she walked into the arena and stared at the pod she knew her destiny was just in hand. She just had to reach out and take it. And she took it with the ring of a gunshot. Shooting a gun wasn't like what she had expected. The jarring of the wrist. The trigger being forceful to pull down. The vids she had watched prior to all of this had made it seem easy. Shoot for the head. Her fingers had been slick with sweat. Trembling really around the grip of the handgun as she had pointed it at the back of the unsuspecting man's head. It was him or the pod. There would not be another chance like this. This was her only chance. The only chance anyone would get. So
Overwhelming Impetus by happiest-in-shadows, literature
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Overwhelming Impetus
One hundred eighty seven centimeters tall, bright almond shaped blue eyes, short sandy blonde hair, a cute little nose, soft pink lips and fair skin the sun had never been allowed to harm. It was a beautiful face that Donavon didn’t believe the body or expression suited. The body appeared better suited to a predator packed with lean ripped muscles that could clearly be seen due to the tight fitting flight suit she wore the only signs of softness being a set of well developed breasts and her but. Even if she had been human Donavon wouldn’t have been comfortable with her and the cold expression on her face didn’t help the situ
Overwhelming Impetus pages 109-120 by happiest-in-shadows, literature
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Overwhelming Impetus pages 109-120
“Alright you win. Hey Sally before I start working on this what do you like in a man?”
“I will only answer that if you’ll do the same for me.”
It was impossible for John to keep from chuckling as he looked back to the game. “Well that’s hardly fair. You’re already a perfect beauty after all.”
“Thanks! But I know some don’t have your appreciative eye. So we’re still going to do an exchange. You ask me something and then I get to ask you something.” As Sally began to gather her ingredients and cooking utensils she was grateful John hadn’t asked her about the