Pale sunlight filtered through the apartment windows, somehow melancholic despite its brightness. Silvija stirred awake with the laziness of someone who hadn’t slept for two days. She yawned as her arms stretched lazily over her head. Her joints popped satisfyingly. She was in pure bliss until a certain masculine scent Read more…
Contrary to what Silvija and Ava might have believed, Dante wasn’t actually sleeping at all—he had entrusted his physical safety to Null, allowing his consciousness to descend into the labyrinth of Doctor Stephen Strange’s mind. A journey that proved far more distressing than he could have possibly anticipated. Hyperion’s lifetime Read more…
The morning sun had painted the watchtower in shades of amber and gold, but Silvija Sablinova was not admiring the view. Just standing there. Thinking. The past two days had been eventful. Too eventful. Every moment had been about one person. Her thoughts moved in circles, around and around him Read more…
Gwen Stacy was falling, but she showed no panic. She actually laughed even as the streets grew closer. Just as she was about to crash land into a truck, she stretched her hand and pressed her palm with her middle and ring finger. A line of web-fluid stuck to the Read more…
The North watchtower came with a spectacular view of absolutely nothing interesting. Just dead grass, concrete, and the dark waters of the bay reflecting the city lights across the bridge. This island alone had three bridges connecting it to Manhattan, and this research facility was the only structure worth noticing. Read more…
Dante had to reach Silvija before today’s attack happened. And seeing the facility for himself would be better for planning the heist. So, he ditched the lazy cat and took a cab straight to the research site. The driver stopped half a mile away. At the end of the bridge, Read more…
Cold wind swept across the rooftop like a blade. The temperature had dropped down to one degree Celsius, far below the New York average. This biting cold didn’t stop Madame Gao and her associates from setting up a corporate style meeting on the rooftop of a twenty-story office tower. Madame Read more…
Silvija waited by Anna’s desk, looking fresh in her tactical gear. A pistol sat holstered on each thigh, and a rifle on her back. She looked combat ready. What caught his attention most, however, was her subtle makeup, especially her fresh deep wine lipstick. She hadn’t bothered with any when Read more…
What was more terrifying than waking up shirtless in an unfamiliar room? Waking up shirtless in an unfamiliar room with a 6’6” giant drawing on a canvas nearby. The rational part of Dante’s brain suggested he was probably safe. The irrational part thought about the worst case scenarios—he was about Read more…
Silvija stood in the hallways just outside the private room, where a nerve-wrecking negotiation played out. Her position gave her a clear view of the door while allowing her to monitor for threats from either direction. Just her professional habit to never let her guard down. With her arms crossed, Read more…