True Beginnings

I'm addicted to it. War, battle-the thrill of being in mortal combat and constant danger. Not knowing whether I'll still be breathing one moment to the next is a rush I can't explain. But I hate that I love it. It's like a sickness that sank its hooks into my psyche and refuses to let go. I'm living with nightmares and the strange reality of civilian life, while I crave my next mission. Until I meet a sassy redhead with sharp wit and scalding green eyes. She stirs the same adrenaline rush I...