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White Assassin
White Assassin
White Assassin
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White Assassin

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Trecheon Omnir isn't happy with his life. His motorcycle repair shop barely keeps him afloat, his family has abandoned him, and his experiences in war make it difficult to relate to others. So when his friend and fellow war veteran Neil Black offers him an out, he takes it without question. But Trecheon finds out too late that this "out" is actually an initiation into the world of assassins. Now he must overcome fear, deception, and guilt in order to turn this bad situation into something he can live with and become the profession's first White Assassin.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherR. A. Meenan
Release dateNov 19, 2015
ISBN9781310694165
White Assassin
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R. A. Meenan

R. A. Meenan was born in London during the golden age of science fiction, but somehow time traveled to the Modern Era (some say a mad man with a blue box was involved). She was dropped on the doorstep of a house owned by anthropomorphic cats and though they were disappointed she didn’t have furry ears and a tail, they took her in to teach her the ways of elemental magic. After setting fire to her furry cat friends’ tails one too many times (final score – fire: 2612, cat’s tails: 0) they called an exterminator and sent her out on her way.Now an adult (physically, not mentally), she ride-hops intergalactic military spacecraft, combing the outer reaches of space and time, writing science fiction and urban fantasy stories based on her experiences. She’s also hoping to find the perfect cup of coffee and a better way to grow dinosaurs. Humans kind of look at her funny, but she’s managed to make herself an honorary ambassador for furry and anthropomorphic aliens and space dragons.She carefully feeds and brushes her wonderful husband Joe and the pair have four furry children (which are really cats, but don’t tell them that) and one small child named after a video game. She also spends her spare time teaching essay-writing haters, molding them into people resembling Actual Students and Lovers of English.She may not win the hearts of stiff military men or students who want good grades for no effort, but she certainly captures the spirit and imagination of time travelers, magic users, nerds, Students-In-Training, and fantasy lovers. Welcome to her nonsensical world. We hope you like it here.

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    White Assassin - R. A. Meenan

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    White Assassin

    Color Story for Brothers at Arms

    R. A. Meenan

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    Starcrest Fox Press

    Contents

    Copyright

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    Content Warning

    Dedication

    1.Chapter 1

    2.Chapter 2

    3.Chapter 3

    4.Chapter 4

    5.Chapter 5

    6.Chapter 6

    7.Chapter 7

    8.Chapter 8

    About the Author

    Glossary

    Copyright © 2015 by R. A. Meenan

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication maybe 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 embedded in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed Attention: Permissions Coordinator at the email address below.

    r.a.meenan@zyearth.com

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    Cover art by Elizabeth Best. See her art on Instagram

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    Logo and Chapter Headings by Omni Jacala. See his art on Twitter

    @artsyomni

    This book was lovingly created by a human, not generated by A.I.

    The scanning, uploading, copying, or distribution of this book without permission, as well as the processing of this contents to train A.I., is strictly prohibited and considered theft of the author’s intellectual property. Thank you for the support of the author’s rights.

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    Content Warning

    This book contains: Physical and mental abuse, violent deaths, mild swearing, mentions of war, and violent injuries. Please take care of your mental health if you find yourself struggling with the contents of this book.

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    Dedication

    To my husband Joe for his love of things red and black.

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    Chapter 1

    Ilike to think that no one chooses to be an assassin. It's a nice thought. It makes it easier to admit that I am one. Maybe it feels less like it's my fault.

    Maybe then I can forgive myself.

    My first hit was a bit of a fluke. I didn't really know what I was getting into and before I knew it, it was over with. I could file it away in the back part of my mind and never think about it again.

    My second hit. . . Oh, if only they were all as easy as the first.

    The day I got it started like any normal day. Like most summer days in my dinky, unairconditioned apartment, I slept nude. The huge window fan, what little good it did, droned on in my dreams, barely cooling my red fur and quills, and the one ragged quilt I owned had already found a new home on the splintery wooden floor, like usual. The rare sound of silence on my street forced me into consciousness.

    I turned over on my stomach and pulled the pillow over my head, trying to catch just ten more minutes. But something grabbed at my senses and I fully woke up to the smell of eggs and the sizzle of bacon.

    I lived alone. Which meant only two possibilities for who was using my kitchen. A drunk homeless man, or Neil Black. Which could be one and the same in the right circumstances.

    Neil, a scraggly, mountain lion with oily fur and the common sense of a feral pig, was always turning to me for help. We'd lost contact after the war, but he found his way back into my life when he took

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