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Lyra Solara can't go home, so she's building one on Earth—one climax at a time, each one splitting off a new, permanent copy of herself. Now she and her duplicates—Nova, Sera, and Rina—work the city's odd jobs, chasing human wonders while their family grows. But every moment of pleasure costs her a piece of her own future.
Lyra finds Nova on the apartment rooftop at dusk, still vibrating from her first solo jump, and Nova crowds her against the railing with a grin, hands sliding up Lyra's ribs. 'You feel it too, don't y
The new Nova's fingers are still in Lyra's hair when the original Nova's hand slides under her dress, and Lyra feels the deep, cellular itch in her abdomen—not from climax, but from the echo already f
Lyra stands at the end of the hallway, the fire escape's chill still on her skin, when Sera's sharp gasp cuts through the apartment wall—a sound Lyra has never heard from her. The bedroom door swings
Lyra's voice finally finds her, the words spilling out in the hallway—'It's pleasure. When we feel too much, we split.' The two Seras and two Rinas stare, then slowly nod, the fear in their eyes softe
Morning light spills through the living room window as the two Novas, two Seras, and two Rinas pull on jackets and grab bags, heading out to their jobs with a chorus of goodbyes. The two Lyras stand i