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62. The Witch's Lair
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Bloody Full Moon 63. The Nonbeliever
Paul - The witch’s lairThe walls with handmade hanging carpets seem to close in on me. It’s as if all the air has been sucked out of the room. Witches, magic, it's all bullshit. Now, do I have to believe in curses and reincarnation too? “What’s your proof?” I can’t smother the disgusted smirk on my face. “Am I to believe that you see magical strings tied to our souls? Sheeesh! Where have you hidden the rest of the circus?”The gypsy witch laughs, her eyes glinting in amusement. She stares at me with the same good-tempered gaze she has since I stepped into her house.“Do you want me to be nice or honest?”I huff, folding my arms over my chest. “You can continue being nice since I don’t believe in your honesty anyway.”"Oh, but you see, now I’m bound to reciprocate your honesty." The old witch leans toward us without leaving her chair. "I can’t remember which renowned physicist once said, ‘If I believe in God, and He doesn’t exist, I have nothing to lose. But if I don’t believe in Him
Bloody Full Moon 64. Shift in Power
Paul - His Office at Wolves IncThe stuffy air coming in through the opened window carries the sound of the whispering people on the street and feet shuffling on the pavement. The honking of the cars usually covers up everything if one doesn’t pay attention.When I close the window, the sounds of the city disappear. It's only silence and peace that fills my office now.The warm sun shines through the window as shimmering specks of dust float in the air.I sit on the edge of the chair, facing the desk. My eyes dart all over the papers scattered on top of it.Almost a week has passed since we visited the gypsy witch. I haven't seen Laura since she dashed away after answering that phone call. I should attempt to contact her, but why must I always be the first to reach out?Even if she's hiding somewhere in her apartment, she might not want to talk to me again. I guess I've already said what needed to be said. My hand comes up to loosen up my tie.Brushing together my fingers in a futile
Bloody Full Moon 65. Time Is Relentless
Laura - The cemeteryToday I remembered how I can still feel lonely even when surrounded by a lot of people. Their blurry faces kept dancing around me when Alisa told them I was the deceased’s niece.I should have cried my lungs out, shouting that I was Beatrice’s older sister. But I merely stood there, frozen in place with my gaze on the floor, nodding from time to time.Many of them didn't even bother to look at me. Some stared at the floor while others looked at the coffin.I’m tired. A knot in my throat formed after hearing so many worthless words of comfort. Nothing can be said to soothe the aching inside my chest. So why do they keep spouting their useless consolations?Whenever I think of her, my chest grows tight, and my throat dries.It's hard to believe that she is gone. I remember all those times I snuck into her room to play with her when we were younger.Time will pass me by regardless of whether I shield my eyes or close them firmly. Others' lives flash by in the blink o
Bloody Full Moon 66. Start Living
Laura - The house in the suburbsBeatrice lies on her bed, unable to get up. Her weak hands lie on the blanket, her lovely gaze locked on me.I kneel by the side of the bed and touch her cheek gently, feeling a coldness.I don't know whether it's a dream, a memory, or both, but I want to see her face again; I don't want to let go.“I can’t go if you don’t find peace of mind, Laura. I’ve always been here for you. But now love is right around the corner. Let it in, or I can’t move on.”I take her hand and give her a sad smile. “Then I’ll never find love if that means you’ll always be with me.”“For everything, there’s a time,” she starts with a shallow voice. “Now is the time for me to die and for you to start living.”Her soft words always had the gift of making everything better.A strange sound makes me turn my head to the window. A bright light sweeps over everything, and Beatrice disappears. I wake from my dream to some noises from the window. Something keeps poking at the glass,
Bloody Full Moon 67. Crushing Doubts
Laura - BucharestMy first stop is Paul’s villa. It’s been a while since I last came here. The guy at the entrance gate says Paul’s not here. I look at the phone. It’s already past 7 PM. Is he still at work? I have to try.I dash through the streets, thinking about what I'll say to Paul when I find him.As a result of the moisture in the air, the city has a less pungent smell. It reeks worse than wet dogs; the stench of wet hobos instead of filthy hobos. The crowd swarming the city center disgusts me.I cut through the narrow streets of the city center. A sudden gust of wind forces me to walk faster, but it also stirs the cobblestones beneath my feet, making the sound of breaking glass.I stop and stand outside Paul’s office building. The rainy evening washes the streets. The cars swish as they drive past on the wet asphalt.When I step inside, I'm already soaked. Water splatters across the floor tiles as I make my way to Paul's office.I nearly forgot the building's interior. It's o
Bloody Full Moon 68. Reality Endures
Laura - The house in the suburbs"You insisted on getting here as soon as possible. Here we are," I say, turning toward Paul, who is locking the door behind him. "I hope you haven’t prepared some great romantic gesture.""To be honest, I'm not much of a romantic. Reality endures longer than romance."His arms close around me, and his warmth melts me like always. His head lowers, his cheek brushing against mine.He picks me up and carries me into the bedroom before I know it. My clothes are almost entirely on the floor when he places me on the mattress. He has quite a skill of undressing me.He kisses me passionately, and my legs wrap around his waist. I find his weight delightful.Like a hot wave, his breath shudders inside my ear shell when he speaks.“No matter how much you closed yourself in, you always left a space for me to slip in. And I always pay you attention. So it's been easy to sink in.”Steady and meticulous, Paul makes sure to nib, lick, kiss, or suck each and every one
Bloody Full Moon 69. Zburatorii
Paul - The house in the suburbsInhaling a lungful of fresh air, I answer, “What do you want, Lexa?”"Is this how you greet me these days, Paul?" Lexa chuckles, her voice light and playful. She'll try to toy with me again. "What did I do to deserve such a happy reaction?"“Lexa, I’m busy. If you have something important to tell me, I’ll listen. Otherwise, I’ll call you later.”She pauses. Only a sigh and her breathing come through."Do you require assistance with the strigois?" Lexa's question catches me off guard, so I let her continue. "I'm aware of the unfair settlement you signed. It doesn't sound like something you'd do if you didn't have a plan. Please let me know if I can help you."“How do you know about my deal with them? It’s not public knowledge.”“I still know a thing or two about your men, Paul. Do you really think I don’t know how to make Alin or Dan talk? But I won’t give names.”Lexa likes to play games; she always has. She just gave me names, even if she says she won’
Bloody Full Moon 70. The Blood Traders
Paul - Wolves Inc underground levelSurrounded by my wolves, I look around at the various vehicles. Most of them are high-end or luxury models.Dan falls into step behind me as everyone else follows us to the cars. Even if I can’t see the sky from the underground parking lot, I know the moon isn’t shining in the sky yet.I take the passenger seat as Dan gets in the car at the wheel. Instead of igniting the engine, Dan sighs heavily and turns to me."Perhaps you should rethink your course of action. There's no going back, Paul, if we tackle the blood traders. The accord will break, and all you have fought for will be lost."As my gaze darts from his face to the wall in front of the parked car, my heart begins to beat faster."You don’t understand. No matter what I do, her name, her face, and our moments together come to mind. I must act now. She might be suffering as we speak." My voice thins as I utter the words until it sounds like a broken string. I gulp and regain my composure as I
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