A sleek white Maserati Quattroporte screeched to a halt directly in front of Hellmoon Club’s entrance. Emma Frost wasn’t in the mood to be a well-mannered citizen. She didn’t have to, either. The establishment was hers, at least sixty percent of it. The guards nodded respectfully as she passed. “Forget Read more…
Silvija stepped out of the car and then circled around to open his door, offering him a hand. The gesture would’ve been chivalrous, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he was being escorted to his execution. “Not happy with my reservation?” He accepted her hand, his expression flat. Read more…
Dante eyed Silvija with a soft smile. “Falling for me already?” Silvija stayed silent, too proud to lie, and too honest to deny. She pushed herself off the mat, collected her jacket, and slipped it over her shoulders. Waving her hand, she approached the door as if walking off into Read more…
Ten minutes and over a dozen exploded sandbags later, they stood face to face in the center of the sparring circle. “Feeling jittery?” Sable stretched one arm across her body, using the other to push at the elbow. “It’s fine if you wanna be a suka (bitch) and quit. I Read more…
Dante watched the streets blur past in the seat next to Silver Sable. The mercenary lady drove a sleek black 2008 Mercedes-Benz G55 AMG, the kind of armored beast that suited Silver Sable’s wealth and mercenary roots. They pulled up to a newly constructed five-story building in Midtown. Glass and Read more…
Dante woke with a groan, his entire body protesting the simple act of staying alive. His new body had never felt this exhausted. On top of that, he felt an odd pulsing warmth in his chest. Not painful. Not annoying. Just comfortable. [Clarifying Administrator’s confusion. You have developed new physical Read more…
Silver Sable sat at Smokie’s, eyes fixed on locked on the door as her fingers tapped the table. Every coming customer shuddered under her cold, murderous gaze. Many turned around, lacking the courage to step inside. Of course, some brave souls called her out on her unnecessary hostility. She silenced Read more…
Unleashing fifteen grand in a single shopping spree for a small apartment looked more simple than you’d expect. Boxes upon boxes filled the apartment—fresh clothes, cookware, essential gadgets, and even a sleek espresso machine for his caffeine needs. And loads of bubble wrap. “Where the hell do I start?” Dante Read more…
Felicia sat in the cafe, staring at the magazine. Dante’s words echoed in her mind like a favorite song on repeat even after the couple departed. Were they con artists? No, they knew too much for that. They couldn’t be undercover cops as they’d just throw her in prison without Read more…
The day after 2008 started, Felicia Hardy stood before a flower shop in the bustling mall. Her striking green eyes were locked onto clusters of roses, the black ones in particular had a hypnotizing effect on her. The velvety petals seemed to absorb light. The soft yet lingering fragrance layered Read more…