Dancing Around Cages

Dancing Around Cages

  • WpView
    Reads 85,430
  • WpVote
    Votes 247
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Jul 5, 201922m
What does a hard-nosed detective, a flying hooker, naked dwarfs, a screwy ladies' room, and a smart-mouth attorney have in common? Seemingly nothing, but they all come together quite insanely in this sometimes quirky, sometimes tragic, always sexy, disjointed tale of love and betrayal. Sylus is the detective with a penchant for cracking skulls. Cashmere is the girl-turned-woman from his past destined to bring him to his knees. He broke her heart once. She'll be damned if she lets him do it again...no matter what that fragile organ tells her.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Crow and The Cat - Sylus & MC -
  • ✔️Alpha's Scentless Mate
  • Beg For Mercy
  • Until Arora
  • Not Us: Cash & Devin- EXCERPT
  • I stupidly fell for a serial killer
  • Tell Me It's Forever
  • The Sun and the Moon [Wattys 2015 winner]

| Mature Romance | In the bustling expanse of Linkon City, a talented Hunter worked for a prestigious Association revered for its vigilance, she patrolled the streets with unwavering resolve and a strong moral compass-until the day that compass began to falter. It all started with a wanted poster, its edges curling and the ink slightly smudged, yet the image was near unforgettable. The face of Sylus, the city's most notorious criminal, captivated her imagination in ways she never anticipated. With raven hair framing sharp features and piercing eyes that seemed to hold secrets darker than the depths of the night, he became an enigma that haunted her thoughts. Each day, she found herself drawn deeper into his mystery, yearning to unravel the man beneath the crimes. At first, she tried to dismiss her fascination, treating it as nothing more than idle curiosity. But as days morphed into weeks, the line between duty and obsession blurred. A plan began to take shape, a reckless scheme to catch Sylus' attention and draw him out of the darkness. But swallowed in her own desires, she overlooked the danger that lurked not only within the shrouded corners of the city but within her own heart. She became blind to the truth: she was not the one in control. The more she tried to wrap him around her finger, the more she unraveled herself. She was playing with fire, unaware of the impending burns that would soon leave their mark on her soul. Little did she know that the shadows she thought she navigated so expertly were already closing in, and the flames she sought to ignite would scorch her in ways she could never have imagined.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines