Stormy Note: So I’m going to go through the scratch I have for IOI, and upload the pieces that are closest to being done – it won’t make it a proper and full book, but it’s something while this hiatus is going on. Note for this chapter: Once they got the kid back to the Agency, […]
Magnolia looked down at the agent in her lap. An agent that had been asleep for an hour now, barely moving, barely twitching, sleeping calm, despite the storm of emotions that had been in the conversation beforehand. A week ago, she would have taken the opportunity to slit the woman’s throat.
Taylor wiped his hand against the leg of his pants. Behind him, a circle of Grigori’s combat-capable children loaded a Solstice prisoner into a van. The man had struggled, necessitating violence. The blood was freezing on his fingers. He held onto the sensation. It was something different. Something new. Something to distract from- Grigori was […]
Without even thinking, without considering the consequences, Ryan shifted.
Taylor reached out to steady the punching bag, then took a moment to adjust the wraps on his hands. Magnolia was asleep in her room – they had been…intimate before she had fallen asleep. Careful touches. Kisses. Embraces. All sensations he had never known he’d needed. All sensations that he now did not want to […]
Magnolia felt herself wavering – hesitating – in the section of hall that lead to Taylor’s office. In the five years she had been at the agency, she’s walked in the holding pattern that trapped her feet a hundred times – but never for this reason. Never for something that could potentially lead to a […]
November 20th ‘I knew you needed space.’ Grigori’s voice. Taylor lifted his head, barely taking in the view of the punching bag in front of him, and turned to look at his friend. ‘But I thought you’d make contact.’
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November 20th Taylor shifted to Jones’ lab. The Scholar sat at one of his desks, an oversized pair of headphones over his head, a game on his screen. He stepped forward and growled. Recreational activities were allowed, so long as they didn’t interfere with duty. They were a waste of- Jones hadn’t reacted. He took […]
November 20th There was a hand on her face. Magnolia felt herself waking, ready to attack whoever had managed to catch her off-guard and- The hand was familiar. Fingers she would have known, even with total amnesia. Knuckles that had bruised her countless times, dragging her further and further towards fighting fit and able to […]