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    Kenize: A Watcher Series Mini Novella: The Watcher Series
    Kenize: A Watcher Series Mini Novella: The Watcher Series
    Kenize: A Watcher Series Mini Novella: The Watcher Series
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    Kenize: A Watcher Series Mini Novella: The Watcher Series

    By AJ Eversley

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    He's been a pawn and a weapon, but now is your chance to find out where it all began.  This is his story, and these are his struggles. 

    This EXCLUSIVE novella will allow you into the headquarters of Sub 9 where you'll find out how it all began.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAJ Eversley
    Release dateJun 20, 2017
    ISBN9781386009771
    Kenize: A Watcher Series Mini Novella: The Watcher Series

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      Kenize - AJ Eversley

      Kenzie

      A Watcher Novella

      By: AJ Eversley

      Kenzie

      Copyright © 2017 Amy Eversley

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

      Interior formatting by Tugboat Design

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      About the Author

      Chapter 1

      I had learned a long time ago, that if you can’t prove yourself useful to someone, then you might as well be a liability. And that’s what I became. A liability.

      Please, dad, don’t leave me here. I clawed at his jacket but he swiftly pulled it away, keeping his eyes sternly locked on my mom’s, so she wouldn’t break. So he wouldn’t break.

      I turned to her next. Mom, I can be better. Please, I’ll do anything. Don’t do this, I begged, but she refuse to look at me, even when her lip began to quiver. My dad gripped her shoulder and steered her towards the door.

      The bright orange room spun around me as the space grew smaller and colder. Beads of sweat coated my neck and I felt nauseous and dizzy. It was like a prison and I had become an unwilling prisoner.

      I tried to break away from the men holding me back, pushing against them with all my might, but they held tight.

      And, without a glance back, without a single tear shed, my parents left the room, and me, for good. They didn’t say goodbye, they didn’t even leave me with an explanation. All I could assume was that my disability had become too much for them, and in exchange for my life, I had overheard that they would be compensated greatly.

      Any strength I had left, escaped out the door with my parents and I gave up fighting. I dropped to my knees as the men let me go. Tears flowed from my eyes, and I used my good arm to wipe them away. My bad arm was wrapped and hung limply at my side as it had since the day I’d destroyed it so thoroughly it was left useless and broken. Though they never said so, that day was proof that it made me different and inadequate to them. I had become a liability.

      That moment had haunted my dreams since I arrived here. It had only been four weeks and I still couldn’t get their faces out of my mind. My mom’s sandy blonde hair that curled in all the wrong places, flowing out the door for the last time. My dad’s cold eyes as he didn’t even say goodbye. But most of all, I missed him. My brother, Marc. The only one who never saw me as useless, who didn’t see me as anything but a big brother to be looked up to. He was the one I should be there to protect, but I wasn’t. I worried about him now. And the fear of what might have happened to him kept me up most nights, waiting for the nightmare to be over. I didn’t even get to say goodbye to him.

      I prayed and prayed those first few weeks to wake up, for it all to be just some horrible dream. But deep down I knew it was reality—something I had to get used to one way or another.

      I squeezed the sharp object in my pocket hard enough that its pointed ends broke

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