"Amid the echoes of control and curiosity, Alan learns that observation cuts both ways."
The Ringbahn hummed through its circuit, wheels clicking against tracks in a hypnotic, hollow rhythm.I'd been riding for hours. Looping the city and letting the network carry me through districts that blurred past the windows like scenes from a movie...
"A rooftop, a city of memories, and the quiet reckoning that comes with seeing what’s been lost."
A week had passed since discovering the phone. Seven days of checking locks, testing windows, and counting every shadow that didn't belong.I'd approached Wolf carefully. Told him about feeling watched, about strange coincidences. Nothing specific enough to sound paranoid, but...
"A pulse, a rhythm, and a secret that hums beneath the surface."
The April evening painted Prenzlauer Berg in shades of amber and rose.I stood outside Martin's building, watching the light catch on old facades and turn weathered brick into something almost beautiful. Six months since I'd left this neighborhood. Six months...
"The blur between control and surrender"
I pushed myself upright; the robe shifting against skin that still registered every texture with uncomfortable clarity."How long have I been here?" My voice came out rough, dry."Three days," Seline replied, uncrossing her legs with practised precision. "Give or take....
"Beneath the city, Alan learns that becoming Lana was only the beginning..."
The black Mercedes moved through empty streets with the quiet hum of expensive engineering, its tinted windows reflecting neon signs and streetlights that painted brief, colorful streaks across the glass. I pressed my back against the leather seat, trying to...
"Charlie's cosplaying cousin comes to live with him, sparking unwanted fantasies. But is she doing it on purpose?"
“She’s your cousin? She… she doesn’t look a lot like you.”I stared at Lilly with a blank expression. This was always one of my favorite games. “What do you mean?”“Well, you know. She’s…” This is how most people reacted. Hunting...
"Where the quest for truth unveils more than secrets, revealing souls entwined in the dance of love and betrayal."
The sea breeze, with its salt and coolness, tangled in Avery's hair as she sat on the edge of a cliff towering majestically over a turquoise-blue sea. The sun, in its golden descent, draped the horizon with a cloak of...