Iron Sharpens Iron

Quinn was bewitched. That damn blonde. That damn haughty, uppity, little blonde. That beautiful blonde. Alexa betrayed Quinn years ago, and she hated her for it. Hated her? Not as much as she should have. Not as much as she could have. Quinn struggled all her life to earn what she had--a cobbled together family, friends, and the like. She grew up knowing only neglect and abuse. But she survived. Why she survived, she wasn't sure.

To Alexa, Quinn was a menace with the mouth of a sailor and a mind in the gutter. Quinn was arrogant and mean. But as Alexa's eyes softened when falling upon the Irish redhead, she began to see a fragile beauty. No! Quinn was her enemy, Alexa would proclaim, all the while knowing she was lying to herself.

The madness of this war had lasted almost four decades. Hundreds of millions have died. As with any war, there seemed to be a surplus of despair. The weed of death constantly overshadowed and choked the bloom of beauty. But even within war, love can grow when nurtured. Quinn and Alexa would see what happens when hatred turns to love, sadness turns to joy, and pain gives way to pleasure. Each must bravely blaze a path through their pasts to get to where they were meant to be.

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