Lyn-z Gerard Way Novels & Stories

His eyes, sharp and merciless, locked on Day’s. “Start first with the business he cherishes most,” Zayn said. “Tear it apart, piece by piece. Make him bleed, not from his body, but from his pride.” Day bowed his head. “Yes, Boss. It will be done.” Zayn smirked, leaning back once more. He picked up the cigar again, inhaled deeply, and whispered the name like it was poison in his mouth. “Gerard.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

growled Lyndon as he clenched his fists, releasing an immense murderous aura…! “You done, old man? Even if you aren’t, I advise you to take a seat. I’ll only be done with my work in about half an hour!” replied Gerald as he covered another seed with some soil. “You…! Just die already!” roared Lyndon as he aimed a fierce blow at Gerald…!

Aveline smiled slightly and asked, "Mr. Cooper, you're not from Cloudflare City, are you?" Gernard looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?" "You don't quite have the local accent," Aveline replied. Gernard nodded. "You're right. I'm from Larbor City, here on business." He studied her face for a moment, then suddenly added, "Just so you know, I’m not trying to flirt, but Miss Young, every time I see you, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity."