Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets
When science meets the supernatural, reality unravels.
Dr. Evangeline Cross is a brilliant neurosurgeon—rational, skeptical, and grounded in logic. But when the estranged quadruplet siblings who once saved her life are accused of assassinating a top-level spy, her world is upended. Cassius, Lucien, Selene, and Xander are no ordinary suspects—they possess golden eyes that gleam in the dark, an uncanny sensitivity to silver, and a secret that defies biology: they are not simply werewolves, but vessels of an ancient and volatile power.
Haunted by cryptic visions and pursued by The Veil—a secretive cult that bends world events through demonic manipulation—Evangeline is forced to confront the impossible. The deeper she digs, the stranger the truth becomes. Clues buried within a forgotten opera and encoded in melodies only Xander can sing begin to unravel a sorcerous legacy long thought lost.
With Elias Vaughn, a ruthless prosecutor driven by a dark vendetta, closing in, Evangeline must race against time to decode an ancient musical cipher, expose a murderer cloaked in living shadow, and shatter the lies that have held history hostage.
To save the siblings, she must abandon everything she believes—and embrace a reality where magic, music, and monsters intertwine.
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Chapter: Chapter Four:The Night They Saved MeThe claws came down but the blow never landed.Because, that instant, a vicious howl ruptured the silence - raw, guttural, and impossibly loud. It wasn’t a sound born from anything human or sane. It echoed through the underground parking lot like thunder rolling across a steel sky. The demon’s claw halted mid-air, trembling. It turned, snarling, but even it hesitated.Evangeline’s ears rang as her heart stuttered. Her lungs locked up as if the very air had turned solid in her chest.And, then, they came.From the shadows, four enormous wolves erupted like ghosts given flesh, bleach-white and silent, their forms a blur of violence and grace. They looked like they had risen from the bone dust of some long-dead battlefield, unnatural in their purity, and monstrous in their scale.Each of them moved like a ripple of death through the concrete darkness. Their paws barely made a sound, but the sheer presence of them sent vibrations crawling through the floor and up Evangeline’s spine.Their
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Chapter: Chapter Three:The Night They Attacked MeEvangeline didn’t wait to argue as she turned and ran. Her heels pounded the concrete with sharp, echoing cracks, as though each step was cracking open the skin of the earth itself. Her breath came in sharp bursts, eyes darting across the dim garage as shadows lengthened and warped around her.Behind her, those shadows hissed as they missed.The garage began to change; at least, it felt like it. The air thickened, as though tar filled her lungs.Plop!Plop!!Plop!!!Fluorescent lights overhead flickered violently and went out one by one in rapid succession plunging her path into a tunnel of strobing doom.She shot past the first row of cars, weaving between bumpers and columns. From behind, a jagged screech tore through the air - metal like claws dragging across steel, something fast and heavy scrambling over the hood of a car.Malik had taken to the ceiling again. He was the tallest and fastest, a sickening blur of bone and sinew that twisted like a serpent in midair. His limbs bent a
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Chapter: Chapter Two: The Night They Found MeEvangeline bolted upright, her breath caught in her throat, sweat slicking her skin despite the chilled air, the dream clinging to her like smoke.Her hand went instinctively to her wrist, the place where, in the dream, teeth had broken flesh. The scar was still there, faint and crescent-shaped, hiding beneath layers of time and denial.It's been five years, but it still felt like yesterday.She blinked away the haze and took in her surroundings. In the dim, sterile lighting, all that surrounded her in her cluttered office, smelling of disinfectant and old paper, were papers and filling cabinets. She leaned back on her stiff leather chair as she recovered her equilibrium. She must have fallen asleep at her desk again, surgical charts spread out around her like a paper nest.Her hair, a long, dark cascade of waves now, fell into her face, and she brushed it back, groaning softly. It had grown unruly since she stopped trying to control it, a silky storm of ink that tumbled down past her
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Chapter: Chapter One:The Night He Bit MeThe city was soaked in neon and stormlight the night everything changed.Evangeline Cross had just left St. Mercia’s Neurological Institute, her final shift as a resident finally behind her. The weight of the title, Doctor Cross, still felt foreign on her shoulders, like a coat she hadn’t broken in yet. It should’ve felt victorious; but at the moment, all she felt was exhaustion.She walked with long, purposeful strides, black slacks clinging to her legs in the damp breeze, her gray button-down still tucked in with surgical precision. Her chin-length bob, jet-black and razor-straight, clung to the sides of her face. Moonlight caught on her mahogany skin, and her sharp gray eyes flicked upward as thunder rumbled in the distance.At twenty-seven, she was tall, poised, and unapologetically serious - a woman sculpted by science, sleepless nights, and ambition. There was an intensity in her posture, the kind that made people move out of her way without knowing why.She had just brought out
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