She's A Ten But Novels & Stories

"The killing intent around Mabel is too heavy. Being with her, I'm always on edge. She's an excellent partner when things were bloody, but in life, she lacks the softness a woman should have. She's always too hard, too sharp. "But Cheryl is different. She's pure and simple, like a blank sheet of paper. I have to take Zachary's place and protect her." … Mabel did not listen any further. She stood in the shadows, her body going cold, each of his words stabbing straight through her organs, leaving her unable to breathe. So the ten years she had spent fighting and the scars she had borne from shielding him with her body had become proof that she was not a normal woman. He found her tainted.

"I know. But try to be cool." I nod. "I'm trying." She pats my chest. "I know." I drop a kiss on her head. "You ready for your first trainer session?" She sighs. "No. I'm so nervous." I chuckle. "Don't worry, you'll be assisting me. You won't get you're own team for a while yet." A wave of relief comes over her. "That's good." We walk across the barrack complex toward the training.