Helluva Boss: Second Job
Public transport in Hell was overpriced, took the timetable as a suggestion, smelled of urine if you were lucky, had at least one stabby drug addict at the back of any bus or coach class train carriage, were plagued with pickpockets and molesters, and...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 3
"No," Loona murmured, "Oh no. No no fuck no. Fuck fuck shit!" her voice grew louder as her cursing intensified. She backed away from the desk and curled up in a ball against the wall. Her tail was tucked firmly between her legs. "Lord Harper, I am so,...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 2
\*Arf arf arf arf arf arf arf!\* Loona rolled her eyes as the doggie phone at her desk sprang to life. Reluctantly, she put down her smartphone and picked up the receiver. "Hello, I.M.P. This is Loona speaking," she droned. "Ah yes, good morning,...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 7
For two weeks, things were quiet at I.M.P. Save for the occasional client off the street, or the odd job from Stolas (the latter accompanied by many thirsty calls and texts), the sudden surge of work had tapered off. Drek hadn't called to arrange for a...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 5
Another month passed, and Harper's contact with I.M.P. remained consistent (albeit off the record and under the table). The Overlord once again visited their office, this time for debriefing on their tenth mission. He had previously taken to sending an...
Dancing With Fire: Chapter 19
Moxxie frowned as he examined the blueprints laid out before him on the table. "What, precisely, am I looking at?" He cast a questioning gaze to the skull demon in a lab coat standing beside him. "You are looking at the future of assassination!"...
Dancing With Fire: Chapter 26
Octavia nestled back into her usual spot on the sofa as she browsed her feed. She briefly considered popping her earbuds in to put on some tunes, but her battery was getting rather low. The tunes could wait until after she'd recharged. \*click click...
Scattered Starlight - Stolas' Farewell
Scattered Starlight - Stolas' Farewell "You have fallen from what little grace you had and I know you'll pay for it." Stolas slumped against the railing of his balcony, scanning the city skyline for the answers that he could not conjure on his own....
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 15
\*click click click click\* Stolas's talons clacked against the tile floor of the sitting room as he paced back and forth in front of the fireplace. He hugged his arms close to his chest as he pondered his encounter with Harper. "Why take such an...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 14
For Blitzø, the following week felt like a month. Every day he marked his calendar, counting down to the Saturday he would spend with Harper. He also made sure to remind Mox every chance he had that he had a date with Harper. Getting in good with such...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 12
Harper paced back and forth in his office. An antique mirror he'd dug out of the attic now stood in one corner. He came to a stop in front of it, the latest of many times, and faced his reflection. "Once more, from the top," he said to himself, then...
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 9
In the three years he had worked for I.M.P., Moxxie had never felt more conflicted. He had been surprised and delighted when Blitzø had walked in during the morning meeting and slapped down a sheet of paper detailing his promotion to Chief of...