a friend made this comment about Ben going after Riley:
You can't humiliate someone who has no ego. Ben’s insults bounce off because Riley already believes them, yet he keeps going anyway. This "cockroach resilience" is baffling and infuriating to Ben, who is used to shattering porcelain, not stomping on rubber.
I tend to wander all over the Genre shop, it depends on what interests me on a given day. Though I admit to a soft spot for Sci-fi, which reminds me I still have a Black Prince to write.
Finn will get his own story at some point, when I am ready to write about him. Give it a few years, he's a bit too young at the moment for me to be comfortable writing about him.
The ever strategic Ben would view this with an analyst's eye.
He sees the future fracture point with Riley. He sees the benefit that Lee provides to Kier.
After all, Lee is Kier's Kier, an apprentice to the apprentice. And that isn't weakness, it's intriguing because it shows Kier's growth.
Riley is the exact opposite to Lee, and that is exploitable. (and Ben didn't have to lift a finger for this one, just sit back and watch)
It's funny how Brian's become the common thread through the town. Weaving the plots around him as he treads his own path. He was supposed to be a cameo thank you to @Paladin but he's taken on a life of his own and run with things. So, Go Ninja Giraffe Pastry Chef!
Thank you.
I've wanted to write a story like this for a long time. So a lot of thought went into this one. Plus a heavy revision this morning.
And Brian again proving why he's a favorite character or mine. Just a solid friend to all his friends.
**Chapter 11: The Bridge and the First Snow**
The morning arrived with a clarity that felt cruel.
There was no fog to soften the world's edges, no blanket of cloud to mute the inevitable. The sky was a hard, brilliant, porcelain blue, scrubbed clean of any pity. The air was so cold and dry it felt like breathing in shattered glass, each breath a sharp reminder of the emptiness to come.
Alvin stood on the front porch of the Doily Dungeon, a chipped ceramic mug of black cof
I don't think either of our Kitties learn a lesson from that path.
Alvin needs to learn from the Winter, and Tabby needs time to think about what he really wants.
Trust that Granny knows what she's doing. Some lessons are hard, but the end is worth it.
4 more chapters to go.
13 in total for this one. And I give my word, things get where they need to go, one foot in front of the other and they earn it.
No Rom-Com BS, but earned which for me is so much better. Trust Granny
Riley has a problem, and it's shaped like a certain Warehouse lad in a hi-vis jacket.
Meanwhile Ben watches with.... amusement is not the right word... dispassionate I told you so?
I don't think Kier was quite prepared for that. I don't know if he is strongly attracted to Lee, or just really likes having sex with him... something of the old Kieran breaking through, or he just really gets off on the power dynamic.
Riley brings out Kieran, Lee brings out Kier.
Chapter Eleven: The Sharpened Tool
The alarm on Lee’s phone vibrated at 06:00. He didn't let it ring. He woke instantly, his eyes snapping open in the pre-dawn grey of his bedsit. No lingering in the warmth of dreams. Dreams were for people with something to escape from. Lee had a kingdom to run.
The room was a box of clinical precision. The linoleum floor, scrubbed the previous evening, smelled faintly of bleach—a scent he associated with control. The kitchenette was a study in stai
Are you sure that's what Ben wants? He's had plenty of chances to take Kieran/Kier and hasn't done so yet. I mean his jealousy of Riley is very evident, so maybe.