"...I've always wanted a strange teenager to show up at my doorstep, half dead. I - what's your name again, kid?"
"Adelaide," she answered, feeling a little fazed.
"Uh, yeah, no. Too long. Can I call you Adie? I'm gonna call you Adie."
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A/N: NO LOKI SPOILERS I HAVENT SEEN IT YET BUT IM GONNA EXPLODE WITH EXCITEMENT
now that that's out of the way...
are you telling me that my book reached half a MILLION views????? holy shit i still can't get over it. halfway to a million baby! i think i'll just straight up pass out if i ever hit a million 🙃
also! i finally ordered a new laptop!!!!!! and it looks AMAZING. definitely my favorite one out of the three i had to interchange lol. this is what it looks like, i'll be getting it in like two weeks tops
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anyway, so i don't know if you've noticed, but i have published the sequel to the book! there isn't anything much on there yet because i don't wanna spoil anything so for now, enjoy the new (official) covers! i'm going to publish the cast soon and you'll get to see some new faces ;)
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———————————————————— "Have you guys ever played
free the hostage?" ————————————————————
Peter thought he was having a really bad dream.
The dark room they had forced him into was blurry and the flickering yellow light above him was not helping to keep him from throwing up. His arms were tired. The wounds on his chest were burning in pain. He could barely hold himself up with his legs.
He had been out blowing off some steam as Spider-Man when he helped a man who was being pickpocketed. Suddenly a large group of tall, Russian men (including the man Peter thought was the victim) had cornered him into an alley. He tried to fight them but there were a dozen of them and just one of him and they all seemed to know a way around his powers for some reason. Fighting them all at once was just putting off the inevitable for a few more seconds.
It was only minutes before one of them had hit him really hard in the back of his head and made him black out.
When he woke up, the next thing he knew, he was tied to these poles and there were two tall, burly men staring him down. He recognized one of them— he had put him behind bars a few months ago for theft. Peter had tried to crack a joke to lighten the mood but maybe they had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed because they didn't find it funny. Not at all.
