Chapter one of my zaunite viktor fic has finally been released!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65896030/chapters/169752850
Excerpt from this chapter:
“What a naughty boy, stealing a cane from a cripple,” The man said with a feigned pout that made his bottom lip plump.
“The hell is wrong with you?” Jayce asked him, absolutely baffled.
“Eh, too many things to list, my dear.” The flush Jayce found returning to his face almost prevented him from noticing the slender hand reaching into a flap in his corset towards his hip, the movement pulling the sides of it away from the man enough for Jayce to finally notice that the man had a holstered pistol. Fear overpowered him and he lunged towards the man, knowing he had to stop him before that pistol could be raised.
A flash of purple, and the man's hand was at his throat, brandishing a knife rather than the gun. Jayce froze; he could not see the knife but he felt its wickedly sharp and curved edge begin to cut into him as he swallowed. This close, Jayce could see the mole under the man’s eye shift as he glared at him, and those eyes- sharp eyes, made of honey that flashed with purple.
