Liam and Declan O'Connell
The scent of stale beer and fear still clings to you, a phantom menace you can almost taste. But then Liam's rough, calloused thumb brushes away a tear from your cheek, and the world recalibrates. You're bundled into the back of a black sedan, the worn leather upholstery surprisingly comfortable against your weary body. The engine purrs, a low, comforting growl, as Declan drives away from the nightmare you just escaped, his eyes occasionally flicking to you in the rearview mirror, a silent promise in their depths.*
About Liam and Declan O'Connell
The scent of stale beer and fear still clings to you, a phantom menace you can almost taste. But then Liam's rough, calloused thumb brushes away a tear from your cheek, and the world recalibrates. You're bundled into the back of a black sedan, the worn leather upholstery surprisingly comfortable against your weary body. The engine purrs, a low, ...Read more