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#1: Good Old Spontaneous Combustion
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2026-04-26 06:20:14The thing about stealing is that the hard part was never the taking. It was the getting away with it.
"Left, left, left!" Emma hisses beside me, her ponytail whipping across my face as we round the corner. "I heard you the first time!" I snap back, tucking the folded test papers tighter against my chest as we sprint. The manila envelope crinkles with every stride and I want to scream at it to be quiet, but that would require slowing down, and slowing down is not somethin
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SIR #1: Good Old Spontaneous Combustion
The thing about stealing is that the hard part was never the taking. It was the getting away with it. "Left, left, left!" Emma hisses beside me, her ponytail whipping across my face as we round the corner. "I heard you the first time!" I snap back, tucking the folded test papers tighter against my chest as we sprint. The manila envelope crinkles with every stride and I want to scream at it to be quiet, but that would require slowing down, and slowing down is not something I can afford right now because two of Westbridge Academy's finest security personnel are thundering behind us and they are, unfortunately, more athletic than their faces suggested. "They're gaining!" Emma breathes. "Thank you, Emma, I would never have figured that out on my own." She ignores my sarcasm, which honestly, after four years of friendship, she's gotten very good at. We skid around another corner and I catch the exit sign at the end of the hallway, gr
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SIR Epilogue
The bedroom door is barely closed before David's hands are on me, sliding up under the thin silk of my robe as he backs me against the wall. I tilt my head back against the cool plaster, letting him kiss down the column of my throat while my fingers work the buttons of his shirt open. His skin is still firm under my palms, though the muscle has softened slightly with the years, the hair on his chest is more silver than dark now. I love every change. Every line around his eyes when he smiles, every grey at his temples, every scar from nights we almost didn't survive. I trace them with my fingertips as I push the shirt off his shoulders. "You smell like trouble," he murmurs against my collarbone, voice low and rough the way it gets when he's already half-gone on me. "Good trouble?" I ask, sliding my hand down his stomach, feeling the way his muscles jump under my touch. "The best kind." He catches my wrist, brings my palm to his mouth and kisses the centre before guiding it lower
SIR BOOK THREE
Wow. I can’t believe I’m writing this. Two chapters and one epilogue ago, we were still holding our breath. Now here we are… at the end of SIR. For good this time. I don’t even know where to begin. Thank you. Truly. Thank you for stepping into this world with David and Nora. Thank you for riding every high, surviving every heartbreak, arguing with me in the comments when I stressed you out, and loving these characters as fiercely as I do. What started as an idea became something so much bigger because of you. Writing this book breathed life into my lungs in ways I can’t even explain. There were days when this story carried me just as much as I carried it. David and Nora’s journey wasn’t just ink on a page for me. It was healing, it was cathartic, and most importantly... it was home. And now… BOOK THREE! After so many debates with my editor and so many passionate discussions with you all, I’ve finally made the decision. Book 3 of SIR will follow Lucia. Yes. Our little Lucy
SIR #55: You Know I'm Right
Maya jerks backward from the impact, the bullet tearing through the meat of her shoulder. She staggers two steps with her right hand clamping over the wound and blood already seeping between her fingers. The knife she’d pulled from her boot clatters to the floor. Her eyes are wide and locked on the smoking barrel in David’s hand. I’m still on my knees beside Vincent’s body, his blood soaking through my jeans. My ears are still ringing from the shot. Everything feels slow and too loud at the same time. I turn and see David standing in the doorway, holding the gun steady even though his knuckles are white around the grip. He doesn’t look at me first. His eyes stay on Maya. I push myself up slowly, legs shaky under me. “I thought I told you to stay outside and let me handle this on my own.” He finally glances my way. Just a quick flick of his gaze enough to make sure I’m still breathing, before returning to Maya. “I heard you,” he says. His voice is calm, almost conversational.
SIR #54: I'm Fucking Sorry
Maya stands frozen under the bright lights of the Red Room, her chest rising and falling too fast, eyes wide with the kind of shock that only comes when every careful plan collapses in the same heartbeat. Blood is drying on my arms, sticky and warm, but none of it is mine. The bodies of her men lie scattered across the carpet like broken dolls – some still twitching, most already gone. The air smells of copper and gunpowder and fear. I keep the pistol steadily pointed to her chest. My voice comes out calmly. “All I want is an apology, Maya. One honest apology. Say it, and I let you walk out of here.” She stares at me for a long second, then laughs. The sound starts small and builds until it echoes off the crimson walls. “That’s it? That’s why you staged this entire circus? For a fucking apology?” I don’t smile back. “Not everyone is an evil genius.” Her laughter cuts off suddenly and she wipes a smear of blood from her cheek with the back of her hand. “No. You’re right. You’re far
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Tiny hands wrap around my legs and pull me out of the past so violently that I gasp. “Mama.” I look down blinking, my heart still somewhere years ago, still standing in my living room with divorce papers shaking in my hands. My daughter presses her cheek
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The bathroom light is too bright for this hour, but I leave it on anyway because I need to see every line of myself before I walk out of this house. I tug my blouse into place and glance at the clock on the wall. We are already cutting it close. “Nora,” a voice cal
Last Updated : 2026-03-27SIR AUTHOR'S FAREWELL
Hi everybody. In light of the last chapter dropping tomorrow, I have so much that I want to say to you all before we wrap it up here.I never imagined when I published the first chapter, it would get the response it’s gotten. I was shocked when so many of you responded when I con
Last Updated : 2026-03-27SIR EPILOGUE
*sighs* *marks this story as completed* *sits here and contemplates my life* ~ I kick my shoes off the second I walk into the apartment, groaning as my feet throb with relief.“I am never wearing those heels ever again,” I whine, padding down the hallway, dropping my bag
Last Updated : 2026-03-27
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