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.
**Chapter 10: The Kindling and the Quiet**
The morning after the frost—and the fight—the Doily Dungeon was silent.
It wasn't the peaceful quiet of a library or the heavy quiet of a church. It was the silence of a house holding its breath, waiting for a structural beam to snap. Alvin woke in a bed that had gone cold, the space beside him empty and smooth. He reached back automatically, his hand seeking the solid, radiating warmth that had become his anchor over the last few months.
I like authenticity in the writers I read.
I have moral issues with certain demographics writing AT other demographics. But that is a me issue, not a critique of them. I'm a bit of a Vegan when it comes to what I read/watch, I like a certain amount of honesty in it.
That said, when an author crosses the divide and actually writes FOR another demographic, that's when it blows the socks off. I want more of it, I want to be able to enjoy a story that speaks to me in a voice I know rings true.
I think the intentions of the author shows in their writing. And those writers that understand their characters and the motivations, those are the best ones.
hah, Astra's are the worst. My Dad had one for the longest time, awful POS.
Police car of choice over here for the longest time as well. Blue lights and that screech of Neee-Naaaw
Conan's rules, if you're strong enough, come and try to take it.
So far Kier's had image, and strength of will on his side. That's not going to save him from Dyson.
What will is that he's smarter than Dyson, and his people are more loyal.
Chapter Ten: The Lieutenant of the Loading Bay
Harrisons was no longer a place of work. It was a colony, and Kieran was its distant, unspoken sovereign.
He stood on the loading dock, the mid-morning drizzle beading on the shoulders of his stolen suit jacket. He smoked a Marlboro Red from the tribute packet, watching the ecosystem of the bay reorganise itself around a new, toxic sun.
In the centre of the concrete expanse, a minor revolution was underway.
Lee—the trembling,