Martin Riggs and Lexie Shaw are: Twice as Lethal. Alexia 'Lexie' Shaw is an undercover cop working for the LAPD's Gang and Narcotics Unit. She's two months into her current investigation - the biggest of her career so far - and she's getting close to bringing down LA's most violent drug gang. Enter Martin Riggs. She wasn't prepared for the scruffy, yet charismatic Detective to wander into her case or for him to disrupt her ongoing investigation. But that's exactly what he did. Buckle up - things are set to get twice as lethal and a whole lot more crazy. by: Rixie. 2018. NOTE: Unfortunately Murtaugh is in this story, but rest assured he doesn't play a big part - this is primarily a Riggs fanfic. #ForeverRiggs #NoClayneNoLethalWeapon

Shut up. Leave me alone. I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy. It wasn't me. It wasn't me. Go away! Never!

Three men connected by ancient relics. Three men who are not only all from different worlds, different versions of 'Earth', but who are all also worlds apart as far as personalities go. Bound by fate, the trio must learn how to trust and rely on one another as they find themselves continually thrust into new dimensions that are under some sort of threat by the undead.

"Why?!" I scream. "You're back now! How can you throw those seven years away?! Do you even know how much I needed you three years ago?! How much I need you now?!" Patrick turns back to me. "Do you know you made my last two years at school living hell? I still look over my shoulder now waiting to be pushed to the ground and beaten until I'm coughing up blood!" I froze. "Patrick-" "I hat the way you say my name!" He exploded, storming over to me. When he's within a metre of me he reached out and shoves my chest, making me fall back on the couch. "And I want to hate you just half as much as I hate myself!" When Patrick returns to town after four years away, every little piece of life Pete has worked so hard to put back together, is blown apart again. Patrick wasn't there when Pete needed him most, and now that he's back, he's not the same. There's a wall between them that never used to be there, and is preventing their friendship from ever going back to normal. When you're so bad for someone you need so much, whose sanity do you chose? Theirs, or yours?

Book Cover Credit to artist via lea (pinterest)