Chapter no 9
Sunday
Chapter no 8
In our town, it really isn’t shocking to see a ght go down. I’ve seen kids with house keys tucked between their knuckles throwing punches at each other. I’ve seen ten guys from our school chasing four dudes from another school down a block and a stranger step into the melee with a bat to […]
Chapter no 7
Custody. at’s the one word I kept hearing over and over again as I dried in and out of a painkiller coma, which by the way, might’ve been the best sleep I’d had in I don’t even know how long. And that’s with a broken nose and a few fractured ribs. Custody. ey brought me […]
Chapter no 6
Saturday
Chapter no 5
On Friday nights there were always only two things on my mind: getting the hell out of the house and nding the party. But before I could get my buzz on with Guzzo and Dwyer, I had to take care of Willy. Ma used to want me to stay home with him, but thank God […]
Chapter no 4
Your le! Your le! Your le-right-le! Your le! Your le! Your le-right-le! Yeah, yeah, yeah. I le. I le. I le-le-le that wack school and that even more wack ROTC drill team because it was Friday, which to me, and basically every other person on Earth, meant it was time to party. Okay, maybe not […]
Chapter no 3
Friday
Chapter no 2
ZOOM IN. ZOOM IN MORE. A LITTLE MORE. A BOY, GRAINY. FACEDOWN ON THE PAVEMENT. A MAN ABOVE HIM. FISTS RAINING LIKE STONES. HOWLING. LIGHTS AND SIRENS. BLOOD ON THE STREET. THE BOY IS STILL MOVING. AND THEN HE IS NOT.
Chapter no 1
“History can only teach its lesson if it is remembered.” —Carmelo Soto “If I am not for myself, who will be for me? But if I am only for myself, what am I?” —Hillel the Elder
Chapter no 82
CHAPTER 82 Feyre Rhysand was on the roof, the stars bright and low, the tiles beneath my bare feet still warm from the day’s sun. He sat in one of those small iron chairs, no light, no bottle of liquor—just him, and the stars, and the city. I slid into his lap and let him […]