FAZER LOGINIt hit him hard, bouncing off his suit, but he barely blinked. "You aren't a father! You're a disgusting, heartless thief! You stole my childhood! You stole my mind! You made me hate myself for years because I thought I was broken!" I kicked a wooden chair with all my strength, sending it crashin
I stared at the empty message box. My fingers began typing. Me: Do whatever you have to with this. If exposing every secret tears the Philadelphia Syndicate apart, then let it. Just, please, get Gio and Perla out of here. They've suffered enough. My thumb stopped. It took me three tries before I c
I defended the man who had tied me to a chair, the man who watched while I screamed, the man who kept bringing me back. "Why!" the word ripped out of me, "Why!" I hit the floor again, hard enough that pain exploded through my hand. "I did everything! I listened! I tried! I was good!" Everything.
Dad knew. He had known for two years. He knew Dr. Vance had lied. He knew the research had never proved anything. He knew the foundation of everything they had built together had fallen apart. My chest hurt. I looked around the room, the shelves, the files, the recordings, the photographs. The chi
It... It worked? I picked up another report, almost afraid to breathe. Every conclusion sounded almost identical. "Reading deficits resolved." "Cognitive function restored." "Patient discharged with no remaining evidence of dyslexia." Hope burst inside my chest so suddenly it almost hurt, just
Another violent convulsion tore through Giovanni's body. The restraints dug into his skin. His head snapped backward. Blood appeared where one of the sensors had torn free. "Stop it!" My voice echoed through the hidden room. On the screen, Dr. Vance finally moved but still not toward Giovanni, tow
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ "Five minutes are up," I whispered, flicking the safety off my bow, "The Void is open. Happy fucking hunting, gentlemen." With a surge of adrenaline, the men vanished into the trees, disappearing into the blackness I controlled. I stayed on the terrace for a moment, watching the
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ I leaned against the cold brick wall of the mansion, my arms crossed, watching the show. Our soldiers were busy dragging in the trash, fifty men, all bound at the wrists, their faces covered in bruises and tears. They were lined up like cattle ready for the slaughter. This was th
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I was back at the Rose Garden, which was basically a fancy way of saying a place where girls got dressed up to be arm candy for guys with too much money. "I’m telling you, Mama D, they aren’t humans," I groaned, throwing my head back so hard my ponytail nearly hit the floor. "The
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Gold-digging whores. I didn’t even have to look at them to know that’s exactly what they were. The smell of desperation always clung to women like them, no matter how much expensive perfume they sprayed on their wrists to hide it. Hazel Kinsley. She was the widow of some patheti







