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Sylvie's Rescue

by @shadowedtale
3 chapters
~8 min read

He’s the firefighter who pulled her from the wreckage, and she’s the paramedic who refuses to be just another victim. Zack Brett has spent years carrying people out of burning buildings, but Sylvie’s the one who makes him want to stay, to heal the wounds no tourniquet can stop. Between the sirens and the silence, they’ll have to decide if saving each other is worth risking everything they’ve built.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

ZB

Zack Brett

A 34-year-old firefighter with the broad-shouldered build of someone who carries people out of burning buildings for a living. His sandy brown hair is perpetually disheveled, and his blue eyes carry the quiet intensity of a man who's seen too much but still believes in rescue. There's a faded scar along his jawline from a window he went through in his rookie year, and his hands are callused in ways that make him gentle with everything else.

SB

Sylvie Brett

A 31-year-old paramedic with honey-blonde hair she keeps pulled back in a practical ponytail that somehow still manages to look soft. Her gray eyes are sharp and observant, the kind that miss nothing, especially when it comes to Zack. She has a lithe, athletic build from hauling equipment and patients, and a small tattoo of a heartbeat line on her inner wrist—a reminder of the lives she's brought back.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

1

The Door He Opens

Zack's boots hit the concrete of the firehouse bay as the last of the shift change chatter fades behind him, and there she is — Sylvie, leaning against the side of his pickup, her arms crossed over he

2

The Door Closes

Zack's apartment door clicks shut, and before the hall light finds the switch, Sylvie's hands are at his waistband, tugging his shirt free. She pushes him back against the door, her mouth hot on his,

3

The First Touch

The door clicks shut and they stand in the dark, her back to his chest, his hands sliding down her arms. She reaches back, guiding his palm to her stomach, then lower, pressing his fingers against the