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Out Of Your League: The Lethal Ex-Wife

Out Of Your League: The Lethal Ex-Wife

Author: Sea Quest
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1102    |    Released on: Today at 11:30

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to Erica's charred chest. Her body violently arched off the emerg

dead, flat stretch. A continuous, high-p

. He ripped his surgical mask down, his chest heaving. He looked

ploded deep inside

zing sensation of a future special ops commander's conscio

al host tore through Erica's nerve endings like serrated knives. Her subconscious violently reje

ing. Emergency overri

the ORACLE System vibrated a

depleted bloodstream. The flat, collapsed veins on her arms suddenly bulged against

et crunch. The jagged edges of bone forced themselves togeth

o the table. He reached for th

hed. The flatline jerked. It spiked into a mas

lood-curdling scream. She point

aling itself. The torn flesh knit together, the b

eyes sna

, cold eyes of a commander who had walked over mountains of corps

fusing her cervical vertebrae. Nausea punched her in the stomach. She col

was pale with shock. He clicked on a penligh

blood-crusted fingers clamped ar

rid projected onto her retinas. The heart rates, body temperatures,

lethal thre

ist. Her throat felt like it

, unused to her own commanding tone. The word came out

ed a plastic cup of lukewarm water

ecuted a flawless tactical swallow, draining the

anel flashed ac

Deep sleep required f

vel of rapid healing would put her on a dissection table in t

calculating stare morphed into wide, vacant terror. She simulated

and let out a guttura

er legs, kicking the metal tray next to the bed. Surgical tools crashed onto the linoleu

mbling away from the bed. "Security!

through the swinging doors. They lunged at

hips, a calculated twist of her shoulder, and she sent the first guard crashing into the

ushed in wi

lisecond of entry. As the steel pierced her vein, she

RACLE System instantly flagged it as a foreign to

erride command. Reta

inst the pillows. Her eyes remained half-open, staring

ace with a sterile towel

is voice tight. "And order a full-cranial scan. I

y. The nurse unlocked

d over the tile joints. The bumps sent sharp spikes of pain through Erica's healing s

its focus from her bones to her ruptured internal orga

Colten Fischer-the original host's hypocritic

th twitched into a co

ind her. The loud noises of the hospital faded away. The only

. The blue progress bar in her vision slowly t

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Out Of Your League: The Lethal Ex-Wife
Out Of Your League: The Lethal Ex-Wife
“Erica Murphy had spent three years rotting in a freezing prison cell. She thought she was serving time for a tragic accident, but the truth was much darker. Her husband, Colten, had framed her for his mistress's drunk hit-and-run, stolen her fortune, and left her to take the fall. The day Erica was finally released, a speeding car intentionally slammed into her, shattering her spine. As she lay dying on the emergency room table, flatlining on the monitor, Colten and his pregnant mistress didn't come to save her. Instead, they tossed a stack of divorce papers onto her bloody hospital blanket. They wanted her to sign away her last remaining shares and take on thirty million dollars of toxic corporate debt. "Sign it," Colten demanded coldly, looking at her crushed body with utter disgust. "Consider this the last bit of dignity I'm giving you." The original Erica died right there, suffocating in despair and betrayal, unable to understand how the man she loved could be so monstrous. But when the flatline on the monitor suddenly spiked and her eyes snapped open, the traumatized victim was gone. Replaced by the cold, calculating consciousness of a future special ops commander. With microscopic nanobots rapidly fusing her shattered bones together, Erica picked up the pen, preparing to burn Colten's entire empire to ashes.”