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She Lives

Author: Phylicia Ines
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The flare burned low at the junction, bleeding red light into the choking corridor. Pipes rattled overhead. The countdown throbbed through the walls, a metallic voice spitting seconds like nails.

Two minutes.

The guard stood square in the glow, shoulders relaxed, pistol steady, thumb poised over a dead man’s switch. His smirk was a line of calm amid the chaos. “One step closer, Veynar, and we all go down.”

Liora’s arms tightened around Wren. The child stirred weakly against her, fever-bright and fragile. Her pulse beat frantic against Liora’s chest.

Varian didn’t slow. He moved forward like inevitability, shadows sliding with him. His pistol remained raised, unwavering, but his voice came quiet. “You pull that trigger, you bury your own men, too. You think they’ll forgive you?”

The guard’s smirk widened. “Orders are orders.”

“One man doesn’t make orders.” Varian’s tone was cold enough to freeze steel. “Which means you’re expendable. So—why should I believe you’ll throw your life away?
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  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Safehouse

    The car braked hard, jolting Liora forward. Her fingers clutched instinctively at the hand already wrapped around hers. Varian’s. She hadn’t realized she’d been holding it the entire drive until the door opened and cool night air spilled in.“Move,” Bram barked from the driver’s seat. “We’ve got thirty seconds of quiet before anyone thinks to follow.”Varian was already out, scanning the perimeter of the warehouse-turned-safehouse. His other hand lifted Wren’s small body from the backseat as if she weighed nothing, but his palm never left Liora’s.She stumbled after him, smoke still clinging to her clothes, her ears ringing with phantom alarms. Wren gave a broken cough in Varian’s arms. That sounded hollow to her.“Inside,” Varian snapped. “Now.”The steel door slammed behind them. Fluorescent lights flickered on, casting harsh white against cinderblock walls. Dr Reyes was already waiting, sleeves rolled up, hair scattered in every direction. He didn’t waste time with greetings.“On t

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   She Lives

    The flare burned low at the junction, bleeding red light into the choking corridor. Pipes rattled overhead. The countdown throbbed through the walls, a metallic voice spitting seconds like nails.Two minutes.The guard stood square in the glow, shoulders relaxed, pistol steady, thumb poised over a dead man’s switch. His smirk was a line of calm amid the chaos. “One step closer, Veynar, and we all go down.”Liora’s arms tightened around Wren. The child stirred weakly against her, fever-bright and fragile. Her pulse beat frantic against Liora’s chest.Varian didn’t slow. He moved forward like inevitability, shadows sliding with him. His pistol remained raised, unwavering, but his voice came quiet. “You pull that trigger, you bury your own men, too. You think they’ll forgive you?”The guard’s smirk widened. “Orders are orders.”“One man doesn’t make orders.” Varian’s tone was cold enough to freeze steel. “Which means you’re expendable. So—why should I believe you’ll throw your life away?

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Extraction

    The ductwork rattled with every cough of machinery, every bullet snapping below. Liora dragged Wren against her chest, her arms shaking with the weight and the panic. She was almost to the next grate when something clamped around her ankle.Fingers.A hand, iron-strong, yanked her back into the darkness.“No—!” The scream ripped out of her throat before she could stop it. She kicked, twisted, and slammed her heel into knuckles, but the grip only tightened, dragging her backwards down the duct. Wren whimpered, clutching at her neck.The guard’s breath hissed. “Got you—”She didn’t think. She snapped down, teeth bared, and bit into the hand. Salt and blood exploded on her tongue. The man cursed, the grip loosening just enough. Liora wrenched her leg free and shoved forward, elbows hammering against the steel, dragging Wren with her.“Liora!” Varian’s voice roared through the comm, sharp enough to split her panic. “Report!”“I’ve got her,” she gasped, half-sobbing, half-furious. “We’re m

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   Through Fire And Brimstone

    The hum deepened into a growl, reverberating through the hollow bones of The Glassworks. Metal ribs overhead shuddered like a dying animal, and the red strobes bled across the factory walls faster now, painting everything in frantic slices of color. Their shadows fractured, stretched, and vanished again with every pulse.The voice on the speakers had gone silent, replaced by the rising whine of machinery—a pitch climbing with mechanical inevitability. A timer, Liora realized. Not just an alarm. Something winding tighter with every second. Something winding toward detonation.“Charges,” Bram barked, slamming the butt of his rifle against a girder. His words came out clipped, urgent. “They wired the whole place.”“Then we’re on a clock,” Varian answered. His tone was flat, calm to the point of deadly, but his eyes betrayed him—sharp and sweeping, calculating exits, measuring threats, cataloging every steel beam and catwalk. And then, finally, they landed on the trembling child strapped

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Rescue

    The warehouse district was a graveyard of steel and shadows, half-drowned in fog. The car rolled to a stop two blocks short of The Glassworks, its windows shrouded in grime, its hollow belly once alive with molten fire. Now, it pulsed faintly with a rhythm—red light strobing against the mist, reflecting off puddles like blood.Liora gripped the door handle before the engine died. “I’m going.”“No.” Varian didn’t even look at her. He was already sliding a magazine into his weapon with a snap too sharp to argue against. “You stay here. Bram and I clear.”Her jaw locked. “You’re not leaving me behind. She’s my daughter.”“She’s my responsibility,” he shot back. The words came like a blade, deliberate, meant to wound.Liora recoiled, then shoved forward, heat rising to her face. “You don’t get to own her. Or me.”Finally, his eyes cut to hers—dark, volatile, the storm she’d been circling for weeks. “You think this is a debate? It’s war. And in war, liability gets people killed.”Her hands

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Quiet War

    The city outside hummed with unnatural quiet. The air was heavy, a silence that came not from peace but from fear, the kind of silence that grew when people knew something was wrong but couldn’t put it into words.Inside the penthouse, Varian’s war room stretched like the brain of a machine—screens, maps, red pins crawling across districts, silent operators taking calls in clipped bursts.But there were no headlines. No reporters on the trail, no police briefings. The chaos was being scrubbed from the surface, every ripple drowned beneath steel.Varian made sure of it.“No press, no leaks,” he said, pacing behind the long table where Ines sat with her laptop. “Not a whisper. They get their headlines, we lose the shadow. We can’t afford that.”Liora, arms wrapped around Wren’s blanket, spoke for the first time in an hour. “So you just bury it? A child stolen out of a hospital, and the city acts like it never happened?”“Yes.” Varian’s tone left no margin.Her voice sharpened. “She isn’

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