Tag: Agent Grigori

Chapter 34

Taylor wiped his hand against the leg of his pants. Behind him, a circle of Grigori’s combat-capable children loaded a Solstice prisoner into a van. The man had struggled, necessitating violence. The blood was freezing on his fingers. He held onto the sensation. It was something different. Something new. Something to distract from- Grigori was a fixture. A constant. He… Read more →

Chapter 33

Stef couldn’t stop shaking. The door to the room that held Grigori was twenty feet away. And inside, was a man who’d orchestrated things – unintentionally or not – for her to get tortured. She hugged her arms around herself and pressed her hands to her upper arms. She closed her eyes for a moment, then doubled over and puked… Read more →

Chapter 21

Taylor reached out to steady the punching bag, then took a moment to adjust the wraps on his hands. Magnolia was asleep in her room – they had been…intimate before she had fallen asleep. Careful touches. Kisses. Embraces. All sensations he had never known he’d needed. All sensations that he now did not want to be without. Read more →

Chapter 20

Stars wheeled overhead, filling her entire vision. Somewhere, far to the left, a purple nebula was blown by a solar wind, and a spiral galaxy spun, spinning countless stars around its central core. There was a small, polite knock, and Stef blinked. Slowly, she sat up, looking away from the science-magic ceiling of her bedroom, towards the door to her… Read more →

Chapter 13

November 20th Stef tried to keep pace with Ryan, but his stupidly long legs – at least in comparison to hers – kept him a step ahead. Usually, he seemed to have no problem slowing his pace to keep down with her, but now he seemed…almost excited at the prospect of showing off her new office. It was situated a… Read more →

45 – Tank Time

November 17th Magnolia watched as the girl was unceremoniously thrown into the tank, her small body splashing water out of the tank, and over the nearly naked Agent Grigori. The blond agent stood there, completely comfortable in what amounted to a very short pair of swimming trunks and a small towel over his broad shoulders. He leaned against the tank… Read more →