Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 28
"Anything?" I asked over the comm. The address Stefan gave me was a dilapidated apartment building with boarded-up windows doors, except for the one in the back. "You tell me where the holes are in the walls," Tom replied, "and I'll look through...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 27
The world barely existed as it moved around me. Magic wasn't common. In fact, it was quite rare, except for where it concentrated. In Denver that was Steel Link, Max's house, and to a lesser degree, Martin's. The rest of the time, when I was out...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 26
"Sir?" The receptionist came over his internal line, "There's a Detective Flint Sagan here to see you?" Zikabar nodded to himself. "Send him up." It had been two days since Denton told him to expect a call from the detective, he's wondered what...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 25
"I swear, Brislow, you picked this place just to make my life difficult." I smiled at Tom's annoyed tone from the earpiece. "This kind of meeting is always better down in a public place, you know that." "Sure, but couldn't you have picked...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 24
Damian tilted an ear as the cheetah stormed out of the locker room and through the lobby. The way the men he passed sniffed the air in his wake put context to the matting in his fur. The tiger pulled what he'd kept in his back pocket and let the old...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 23
"Yes, he's fine," I stated, looking at the work happening through the whole where my door would eventually be back. Three days and the lobby was mostly back to what it had been. The counter was now reinforced steel, made to look like wood. When Louise...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 20
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down! He blew up my club!" "That's exactly why we want you to calm down," Alex replied. "Arnold, you're losing perspective." "Nine of my clients are dead! Three of my staff! Everyone else is in the hospital--" ...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 19
The hunger is gone, but the memory of it remains. The part of me that refused me is found again, and men flock to its holder. They make places to use it, fight over it, use it to assert their dominance over each other, and they mate. The energy I...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 18
Arnold wasn't into being worshiped, like his uncle Dietrich, I was the reason he'd never bothered getting his gift; Arnold didn't need the muscle mass, nor the desire to be adored that came with it. But as the owner of a men's club where sex with the...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 17
The otter's green eye were intense with concentration as he fucked me. I had my legs around his waist and arms around his neck and did my best not to smile as I moaned. I was loving the sex, but each of the guys who'd fucked me over the last thirty-six...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 16
"Don't fucking tell me to take a breath!" Arnold yelled. "Have you looked at how many men the explosion killed? How many of them are in the hospital? I'm not going to sit here and jerk off while I wait for Damian to destroyed something else of ours." ...
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 15
"Are you sure you didn't come up with this as an excuse for the two of us to have sex?" I asked as I looked at the hotel room. It was high-end, with a king-size bed, a kitchen tucked in a corner with a small table and a gas fireplace. "This was...