The Lazarus Effect: Injustice

The Lazarus Effect: Injustice

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After finding out Bruce has gone missing, Ilyasveil steps up to take his place at Wayne Enterprises while she helps her brothers keep the city safe until Bruce's return. As Ilya struggles with keeping her business life out of her personal life, she finds that growing up isn't as hard as she originally thought it was. Especially when there are others relying on her. Just when things seem to be falling into place, the world comes crashing down. In their attempt at survival, Ilya and the demigod residing inside of her might be the only thing that stops the madness the world becomes when Gods decide that humanity is no longer fit to be the dominant species.
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"I needed to protect you," he muttered, rocking slowly back and forth. 'A finger trailed down his cheek, nails scratching lightly across his skin.' "Don't let them touch you, Jason." He shivered, shying away from the whispers of skin still ruining him. "Don't let them-" Breathing hurt. His cuffed fingers clenched around the pipe, coldness seeping into his skin. His head was ringing. Something touched his leg again. He jerked so hard his whole body slammed into the wall. 'Don't touch me.' Or: An infiltration mission goes south and Dick is confronted with memories long-buried; of fleeting touches and warm skin, cold rain and broken friendships.

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