Invincible Yellow Suit Novels & Stories

Silver catches the rays among his black hair—more than the last time I saw him almost six months ago. Feeling my eyes on him, his head comes up. Through the glass our eyes meet. Eerie bright yellow eyes command me to him. Obeying, I open the doors and leave the safety of the house. Milos Levin is six foot four and a wall of muscle. At first glance he’s formidable. Look a little longer at him in his usual black on black—a silk suit cut to fit him, black dress shirt and black tie—with his unique yellow eyes, and he’s downright scary. Intelligent people fear him, even if they aren’t aware he’s Bratva.

Victor hadn’t expected Suzy’s demand to be this bold. His gaze flickered briefly before he replied, “What Yellowtail Squadron?” Suzy had already guessed he wouldn’t sell Dylan out so easily. “Victor, others might not know what the Yellowtail Squadron is, but someone like you, who’s well aware of its global information network, couldn’t possibly be ignorant.” Victor chuckled. “I honestly don’t know. You helped me earlier—if I knew, I’d tell you.”

Multiple heat signatures detected. Jenna and Katie were about to head out when they stopped short after a streak of yellow burst into the facility and in its place stood a man, dressed in a yellow super suit that immediately registered in Jenna’s mind who this person was. His attire was sleek as if it was wet as was the case with his blond hair that clasped back onto his scalp. “D-Damon. . .?” staring wide eyed, a gasp exited Jenna’s mouth.

THE MAN IN YELLOW