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Chapter 34-The Girl Without a Shadow
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2026-06-20 20:59:38
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Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 34-The Girl Without a Shadow
Darkness.Complete.Absolute.The candles died so suddenly that for one terrible second I thought I had gone blind.Then something beneath the nursery floor shifted.Not a vibration.Not a tremor.Movement.Slow.Massive.Alive.Wood groaned beneath our feet.The sound echoed upward through the ancient room like the breathing of something sleeping far below.Except whatever slept beneath usāwas waking up.āBelle!āEthan's hand wrapped around my arm instantly.Hard.Protective.His voice sounded distant beneath the roar of blood pounding inside my ears.Because the child still stood in front of me.Still smiling.Still wearing Lyra's face.And GodāI wanted it to be her.Even now.Even after the impossible grin.Even after realizing she cast no shadow.Some part of me still wanted to believe.The little girl tilted her head.The movement wasn't natural.Too slow.Too deliberate.Like something unfamiliar with human bodies had studied children from a distance and decided this was close
Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 33-The Nursery Beneath the House
Belleās POV The basement door stood open like a mouth. Dark. Waiting. The cold pouring from beneath the house no longer felt natural. It felt alive. Like something down there had finally realized we could hear it. No one moved. Not me. Not Ethan. Not Macy. The entire hallway remained frozen in silence while the darkness below the staircase breathed softly against the walls. Then the voice came again. Small. Fragile. āMama?ā My heart stopped. Not metaphorically. Physically. A sharp pain struck through my chest so violently I grabbed the wall beside me to steady myself. Because the voice sounded real. Too real. Not distorted. Not monstrous. A child. Just a child. Ethan stepped in front of me immediately. āNo.ā His voice came out harsher this time. Terrified. The kind of fear that only exists when someone has already survived the thing theyāre looking at once before. āYou cannot go down there.ā āButāā āThat is not Lyra.ā The words cracked through the ha
Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 32-The child beneath
Belleās POVGrief has a memory of its own.That was the first thing I understood after learning about the child.After learning about her.Not some faceless tragedy hidden inside an ancient kingdom.Not just another loss buried in Seleneās past.My daughter.The words alone felt impossible.Wrong.I was seventeen years old.I had never even held someoneās hand long enough to call it love.And yet nowāthere were moments when my chest physically ached with the memory of carrying a child who no longer existed.Some nights I woke up crying before I even remembered why.Other nights I woke hearing laughter.Soft.Tiny.Coming from somewhere beneath the house.Always beneath.The basement remained closed for three days after the notebook changed.Three days of silence.Three days of pretending none of us heard footsteps below the floorboards after midnight.Ethan barely left my side anymore.Macy barely slept.And meāI was falling apart quietly.Because memories were no longer arriving li
Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 31-The Girl the Kingdom Buried
Belleās POVThere are some truths that do not arrive all at once.They bloom slowly inside you.Like poison learning your bloodstream.After the throne room disappeared, nothing felt real anymore.Not my house.Not Ethan.Not even my own reflection.Because every time I looked at my face nowāI saw traces of someone older staring back.Selene.The name followed me everywhere after that night.Inside my thoughts.Inside my dreams.Inside the silence between heartbeats.And the worst part wasāit no longer felt unfamiliar.It felt remembered.The basement door had been sealed again by morning.Not physically.The wood remained cracked open slightly.But none of us could force it wider.Every time Ethan tried, the door refused to move.Like the darkness beneath it had become heavier than matter itself.Masonāor Macy, as Selene once called himāstood near the kitchen window in exhausted silence while rain slid softly down the glass.He looked different now that I remembered him.Not phys
Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 30- Ancient Queen
Belleās POVDarkness has a sound.Nobody tells you that.People think darkness is silent.It isnāt.It breathes.It remembers.And beneath my houseāit whispered.The moment the lights died, the world disappeared with them.No walls.No staircase.No Ethan.No Mason.Just blackness swallowing everything so completely it felt alive.Then came the breathing.Not one.Many.Slow.Ancient.Surrounding me from every direction.My pulse hammered violently inside my chest.āEthan?āMy voice barely existed.No answer.Then softlyāāBelle.āNot Ethanās voice.Not Masonās.A womanās.Low.Smooth.Old enough to sound tired.The darkness shifted around me.And suddenly I realized something horrifying.I wasnāt standing in my house anymore.The air had changed.The smell too.No dust.No rain.Instead:Smoke.Burning oil.Flowers.And blood.A faint golden light appeared ahead of me slowly.Flickering.Torchlight.My breathing stopped.Stone walls emerged from the dark.Massive.Ancient.Covered i
Bad boy's obsession Ā Ā Ā Chapter 29-Beneath the House
Belleās POVSome houses remember things.Not memories.Not moments.Things.The kind that settle into walls slowly.The kind that wait beneath floorboards.Breathing quietly while families pretend not to hear them.I stood frozen in the middle of the living room while the knocking continued beneath us.Three slow knocks.Then silence.Then three more.Not random.Patient.Like something underneath the house understood waiting better than humans did.The rain outside had softened now, but somehow that made everything worse.Storms at least sounded alive.This silence felt dead.Ethanās flashlight shook slightly in his hand as he stared at the old storage door near the kitchen.The door I suddenly couldnāt stop looking at.My chest tightened painfully.Because now that I remembered it existedāI couldnāt understand how I had forgotten it for so long.It had always been there.Always.Old white paint peeling near the edges.A rusted brass knob.Faint scratches near the bottom like someth
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