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It’s 1997. Zayne works nights on a sex line, one caller keeps coming back, Xavier is a private investigator chasing a pattern that never seems to resolve into proof, and Sylus—better known as Skye—keeps his world of neon-lit clubs and quiet fronts running on rules no one says out loud. Some things are easier to say at night; some things are easier to hide there too.
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09 Jul 2026
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The warm wind blows, carrying with it wisps of a shattered dream. As the aether core begins to consume your brain, your life morphs into a race against time. Even as your body withers, until your last breath, Sylus's hands will remain clasped in yours.
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- Part 1 of KOMOREBI
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29 Mar 2026
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They call him “Dawnbreaker,” “The Grim Reaper.” The one who strikes with black ice and no hesitation. In his dreams, he sees a man named Sylus and a legendary love he could never hope to possess. When a man wearing his face crosses reality to tell him that Sylus is real and a vengeful god is out for blood, Zayne is pulled into a conflict that could be his only hope to find his Sylus and heal this broken world.
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- Part 6 of Avalanche
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01 Mar 2026
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“You know, Luke, there’s also a personality scale.”
“She told me I was, and I quote, so boring in bed, I brought the ‘sexual energy of a LinkedIn post.’ And being with me was like ‘making eye contact with a wax statue for too long.’”
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26 Feb 2026
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“Why don’t you run me through tonight’s plans?” Sylus says as he helps you into the car. “Since you’re my assistant now.”
“Arrival in fifteen, shake hands, and get an invite to cocktail party at eight,” you go down the list on your fingers after you buckle yourself in. “Mingle until we’re either invited to a backroom or someone can give us a name. And then we kick their asses.”
Sylus chuckles. He keeps his eyes on the road as he drives, shifting gear with one hand, the other lazily on the steering wheel. It’s effortlessly hot, and it annoys you a great deal. “There might be a few steps in between intelligence gathering and ass-kicking, but you got the gist of it. You are?”
“Your overworked assistant,” you say.
“Overworked?” Sylus asks, amused. “I don’t remember this being part of the script.”
“I’m simply trying to portray my role as realistically as possible.”
You moonlight as Sylus’ assistant. Things go a little differently than planned.
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19 Jan 2026