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Am I Too Late chapter two snippet

Excerpt from jayvik fanfic "Am I Too Late?" on ao3

The door to the lab opened with a loud bang. He turned to tell Jayce to be more gentle. Sometimes when he was excited he forgot his own strength. But who he saw was not Jayce.

It was Jayce, but his hair was long and hanging in his eyes. He had a thick, messy beard. His clothes were dirty and torn. A crude splint on one leg. One you’d use in a survival situation, not with a hospital near by. He carried a large hammer that looked grown from the ground itself. There were stress lines in his face and his shoulders spoke of a tiredness that Viktor had known too well. He'd just never expected to see it on Jayce. What had happened to him?

"Jayce?" He whispered. It may not have been his Jayce, but he was still Jayce. And Viktor couldn't help how he felt around Jayce. When their eyes met, Viktor could practically feel the hunger coming from them. He leaned against the desk for support against their intensity.

"Viktor." This new Jayce spoke low and deep, like his voice hadn’t been used recently, and Viktor felt it in his bones. Jayce prowled towards him like an animal stalking it's prey. Viktor felt no fear, just anticipation. He'd never feared Jayce, just his feelings for him.

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Snippet of Chapter 31: A Mother's Revenge

Excerpt from chapter 31 of Maple Cookies and Leather Bound Books. Out now! Read it here

Lucien was limp and bleeding, likely unconscious. The guards Beron had sent to fetch his mother were taking their time, and Eris prayed that it was because they couldn’t find her. That Rhysand had gotten her out. Beron had let the remaining guards take their frustrations out on him and Lucien. Mostly Lucien. After Eris' display, they hadn't dared to touch him in any sexual manner, but Beron seemed happy to let them continue torturing them both.

Beron was growing more anxious and annoyed the longer the guards took to fetch Eleanor. Eris was growing weary. It certainly wasn't the longest he'd spent in a cell, but after using most of his strength to stop Ripper and injuring himself in the process, he had little else to use. He was mostly trying to stay conscious now. He wondered how long Beron would keep them here if Eleanor was no where to be found.

Beron paced, distracted and impatient. He’d stopped asking questions about who was poisoning him, content to let Lucien and Eris hurt for now. Perhaps he wanted to wait until Eleanor arrived. Maybe he wanted to question her instead. Her eldest son and her favorite son strung up and bleeding. One dying. Beron was counting on them to break her. Perhaps he would follow through on his promise to let the guards rape her and tell the world that his wife died.

If he did, Beron had to know that he would be dead as soon as Eris was released. He’d already pushed him with Lucien and seen the reaction. Eris didn’t have much strength left, but Beron didn’t know that. He clearly hadn’t known what Eris was capable of, though neither had Eris until he’d snapped. But as soon as Eris was released, the power would return and replenish his strength. It was all a waiting game now.

Beron stood and began yelling at one of the guards. He had lost all his patience. Eris ignored them and turned to Lucien. His chin was pressed against his now bare chest. "Lucien." He hissed. "Wake up."

Lucien didn't respond. His breathing had slowed. Blood was covering most of his front. The blood from losing his eye was dried and his hair was matted down with blood and sweat. "Please, Lucien, wake up."

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