Marielle wasn’t sure if Vincent was back yet or not. She only knew that evening and the announcement were both approaching fast, and after a long day at work, including a sad session with Jamie during which he spoke mostly about being confused over seeing himself dead, and one with Mateo that had been filled …
Presently Vincent knew one thing, and one thing only: he was running again. His legs burned from strain. Just a little farther, and he’d be back inside the golden zone, where he could pause and teleport closer to Chamber so they could cobble together a plan. There were at least ten security officers on his …
Rough week for many of us here (I couldn’t even bring myself to do any updates till today,) and so chapter 31 will be up Monday the 16th. But HUGE shoutout to the talented artists that recently submitted art! Fantastic work, we love them, and y’ll gotta go check them out!
When Marielle stirred again, it took her a moment to realize where she was. It was getting dark, so her entire room was bathed in shadows and gray tones. She must have slept for about four hours if it was already nearing evening. Sitting up slowly, she unbraided her hair. Since it had been wet …
–Translations in corresponding trivia. — The solitude Marielle had craved suddenly turned into not wanting to be alone at all. She wanted Austin to come back, wanted him to join her in the pool and splash around with her. Maybe she didn’t want him to kiss or fondle her, and she certainly wasn’t ready for …
— Translations in corresponding Trivia. — Marielle ran into Vincent’s arms, and he clutched her against him with a heavy, relieved sigh. He’d already retracted Tour De Force and had been searching for her ever since he had made certain that Cory and Hazal were gone. He rocked her for a moment. “I saw …
Marielle’s eyes became saucers. “He?” she cried, cramming her shoes on and rushing to Vincent’s side. He glanced at her and nodded. “Oui. In my dimension, Fade is a man.” He stretched his left arm and brought out Headhunter, practicing perfect trigger control. “How is that possible?” Vincent shrugged and pushed his glasses back up …
PART 1: VINCENT Chapter 26 Marielle felt strange at home alone. She fed Felix and sat on her couch for a long while, feeling the rush of blood Austin had perpetrated upon her. She was excited… aroused… dissatisfied. She hated Austin for this… and yet, somehow inside, she knew she would never—could never—truly hate …
(Translations in trivia) When Austin pulled up to his house, Marielle was a little startled. For some reason, she had imagined Austin living in some stuffy penthouse or high-rise apartment with a giant fireplace and gaping windows where everything was stark white and the floors were peppered with large, silver, drop-shaped sculptures reminiscent of the …
Vincent smiled proudly at them from the observation window, then came back out into the lab, hands in his pockets. “Now, if you all don’t mind, I need to sleep,” he announced. He went to Marielle. “Will you be okay?” “I’m going to spend some time with Austin today,” she admitted, and waited to see …