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Nate was definitely expecting some blowback when it came to getting Evangeline to climb the car stack. He did note that she wasn’t exactly in climbing gear. Definitely beautiful, but he’d be a little sorry if she ended up ripping her dress. So naturally, when she suggested that he show her the...

The irony that out of the two of them, he would be more likely to be the serial killer in the relationship, was not lost on him. But that was besides the point. Nathan dropped his hand against the back of his neck and stared into the fire, “That’s probably Jay’s doing. Stick around a guy like...

Phew! That was good news. You know, there was a whole ass trope about the good girl and the bad boy. But those were always in the books he read. And when he thought about it, he was kind of the bad boy here, anyways. He just wasn’t the type of bad that Owen. Right? Ah man, he didn’t know...

Sullivan made sure to stay back and away from the other man. Getting close to him did weird things to his head, and he really didn’t need all that confusion to get out of hand. The magician looked like he wanted to cry. So that was pretty hilarious if weren’t total bullshit. How could he believe...

Ah, he hated magicians so much. He had scars on his body from magician’s attacks that had never really healed. He should have been more careful. It’s not like he was getting complacent or cocky. Or, maybe he was. Sullivan had killed a few magicians before. He wasn’t a stranger to fighting them...

Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Nobody could possibly imagine how badly Sullivan was fighting his instincts to snap the knife deep and quickly through this guy’s neck. If he could, he would have. This man would be dead, by now. But he needed just a night or a couple hours to get whatever it was...

He felt the other male tense up almost immediately and nearly cursed under his breath. Of course the unicorn would be paranoid and flighty. That pretty much meant the end of his plan to seduce him. It also meant he wasn’t dealing with somebody as naive as he would expect. He had thought he...

Rain. Nothing good happened on a rainy day. But he preferred a rainy day more than any other sort of weather. Rain was honest. You could expect bad things to happen, and if something bad didn’t happen, then congrats. But bad things didn’t exactly care too much about whether there were breaking...

“Right right,” Iosif couldn’t help but dramatically role his eyes, “The hero type isn’t blaming himself. That’s believable.” If there was one thing Iosif had learned about being a bad guy, it was that heroic people were all a part of the same flock. You think Solomon would feel guilty if one of...

In normal circumstances, the younger brother probably would have lashed out in some kind of physical manner. The void could be sharp like a knife and he’d done that before when Iosif was challenging him. And this was a weird challenge from the older brother’s part. He wasn’t being sneaky about...

“Now that what, you’re working for Sol?” Iosif jut his thumb in Solomon’s direction as they made their way down the hall to the elevator. Sure, Agnes wasn’t actually working for Solomon, but it was the easiest way to describe the little arrangement. The older brother let out a little laugh and...

Iosif eventually stopped bickering with Solomon in favor of using his phone in the living room while both of them waited for Agnes to come out of the bedroom. Solomon didn’t have anything quite so interesting to do so he sat too, but just absently stared at little bubbles of void that opened up...

Solomon furrowed his brow at the state Agnes was in. Why did he always look like he was kind of homeless? And he always had something difficult to say back to the man. It was never just a simple, 'okay, sir. I'll get right to it. Whatever you want.' Okay, actually, that would probably annoy...

Solomon was at his desk in his study like he so often was. If Agnes has made any observations about Solomon over the days, it might have been that the man really didn’t get out much. He typically left this study in the morning, afternoon, and evening to eat food. Or he’d step out to oversee...

If Agnes was under the impression that Solomon’s touch was kind and compassionate, he would probably have to spend a while thinking about which one it was. He hadn’t actively touched the man to be kind. He just didn’t really feel anything either way, so it he found it easy to touch people...

At the moment, Agnes was not easy to look at. He assumed that anybody who would come in to see this man would cringe at the sight of him. He looked like Solomon had taken him out back and beaten him senseless with a shovel. But it was to Solomon’s own amusement that Agnes had done all this...

"I was afraid you might react immaturely in that exact way, yes," Solomon smiled, his lips not offering the amusement they usually would. He would hate to lose out on a wonderful coffee table because Agnes was an absolute moron. But he supposed those kinds of things couldn't be helped because...

Solomon spent the last few moments cleaning his kitchen before he left Agnes to go to his office. There, he retrieved some miscellaneous items like paper balls and glass balls. He grabbed a quill display that had cost him a fair amount of money. Yet, he pulled the pen afart from the feather and...

“Do what you wish,” Solomon waved him off. He’d said that he didn’t have to give up his job and life as long as he knew the ground rules. But if Agnes wanted to be defeatist because he was defeated, Sol wasn’t going to change his mind or pretend to care. He didn’t care what Agnes did from this...

Solomon didn’t think that Agnes would be feeling such a strong emotion about the scars. But then, Solomon wasn’t the one who’d fucked up and ruined his whole body. That was Agnes. Agnes. Agnes. Solomon would not be held responsible for any of the horrible things that this man had to deal with...