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Ivan codex

by @smoothaxolotl

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7 chapters

~18 min read

Haunted by the ghosts of his family and the love he lost, a Marine sniper with a fractured mind must now decide if the world deserves his protection or his vengeance.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Ivan Leonardo Nightsworn

A 37-year-old former Marine Corps sniper with the call sign 'Grim Reaper,' his body is a map of controlled violence—broad shoulders that carry the weight of ghosts, eyes the color of a winter sky that have seen too much to ever fully thaw. He moves with the lethal, economical grace of a predator, his hands steady enough to thread a needle at a thousand yards, yet they tremble when he remembers the scent of Amber's perfume.

Amber Sullivan

Forever 18, she lives in Ivan's memory with sun-kissed hair and a laugh that could disarm the entire world. She had the kind of warmth that drew people in, with gentle green eyes that saw the boy behind the future soldier's mask and soft hands that held his scarred ones without flinching.

Michael nightsworn

Ivan's older brother, now in his late 40s, with a businessman's calculated coolness and a mouth that twists with permanent disapproval. He wears his inheritance like armor, his suits expensive and perfectly fitted to a frame that has never known dirt, sweat, or sacrifice.

Michelle nightsworn

Ivan's sister, a mirror of Michael's cold practicality in a sharper, more socially vicious form. Her beauty is polished and cold, her gaze skipping over Ivan as if he were a stain on the family's good name.

Eleanor Nightsworn

Ivan's grandmother, a woman in her 70s whose frail frame belies a spine of tempered steel. Her hands, wrinkled and spotted with age, held Ivan's face at the funeral with a strength that stopped his world from shattering completely.

Catherine Sullivan

Amber's mother, a woman whose grief carved deeper lines into a kind face. She embraced Ivan at the funeral with a mother's instinct, pulling him into the warmth of a family that hadn't yet learned to build walls against loss.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Ghost in the Hall

The Blackhawk estate door clicked shut behind Ivan, sealing him in a tomb of polished marble. His duffel bag, containing everything he owned, felt obscene on the Persian rug. From the study doorway, Michael eyed him like a ledger entry gone bad. 'I suppose we’re meant to throw a party,' his brother said, the words sterile. Ivan’s knuckles ached where they gripped the strap. He was home.

The Debris Stands

The nursing home smelled of antiseptic and slow time. Mrs. Gable's hand, paper-thin and trembling, gripped his with surprising strength. She didn't see the Grim Reaper; she saw the boy who brought her crossword puzzles and didn't flinch when she called him 'David,' her long-dead son. Here, in the quiet decay, Ivan felt his own edges soften, the rage banked to a low ember of purpose. Her husband was a WW2 Korean and Vietnam vet he saw Ivan a man who has seen ghost and understand

The Forward Post

The Forward Post is just a house, like she said. The coffee is bad. The other men in the room don't look at him, and he doesn't look at them. They share the quiet like a perimeter. When Linda nods from across the room, he doesn't nod back. But he takes a second cup. He stays.

Chapter 4 Eleanor's death

Eleanor's and her lawyer created a ironclad will that Micheal and Michelle couldn't take to court. Ivan was to get the house. Ivan gets her 50 percent stake of the company. Ivan get his dad's 50 percent stake of the company. Ivan gets his trust fund Michael and Michelle get the company

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