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Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 117: The Anonymous Sender
Noah stepped forward like the name had jolted him awake. His stare pinned the man with sharp suspicion, chest rising.“You know her?” he asked, voice taut.The stranger didn’t speak immediately. Instead, he stretched his hand out toward Noah like this was a business meeting instead of a moment crackling with unease.“My name is Damian Kress,” he said calmly, voice smooth. “And I know where Raya is.”You could hear our hearts skip. The world tilted.“You do?” we all asked in one breath.He nodded, unfazed. His calmness unsettled me more than panic ever could.Noah’s eyes narrowed. “Who the hell are you?”Damian’s lips curved into something that tried to be a smile but didn’t quite make it. “I’m the anonymous sender.”The words dropped like thunder.The air shifted—like the clouds above us had pressed down closer.My throat went dry. Raven gasped softly beside me, fingers twitching at her sides.“What?” Raven whispered, blinking rapidly.Damian nodded again. “The strange movement you sa
Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 116: Chasing a Countdown
Raven’s breath caught beside me. I felt her shift slightly, pressing in like her body wanted to shield mine from something.I straightened.“You know her?” I asked carefully. “How?”He hesitated, eyes darting over his shoulder, then back at us. “I can’t explain everything here. Not now. But if you really want to find her…”He stepped closer, lowering his voice.“You need to come with me. She doesn’t have much time.”Those words echoed louder than anything else he'd said.Raven turned sharply to me, her brows furrowed in disbelief. She repeated the words under her breath like she was trying to taste their meaning. “She doesn’t have much time?”Then her gaze snapped back to him. “What does that even mean?”The air turned dry in my throat, like I was swallowing dust. My lips moved before I could stop them.“Raya doesn’t have much time…”I said it slowly, like maybe repeating it would help it make sense. But it didn’t. It only made everything worse.How did we even get here?Raya was miss
Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 115: The Echo Before the Hunt
I stepped away from the mirror and headed for the door, my hand gripping the knob like it held every choice I’d ever made. For a second, I paused, my chest rising in a slow breath. Then I gave a quiet nod—almost like I was telling the door this was the very last time. The final lap. The closing chapter.I opened it and stepped out.There she was.Raven stood across the hallway, just outside her door, as if she’d been waiting for me. She wasn’t crying anymore. Her posture was stronger, straighter. Her eyes, still red, held no weakness now. Only resolve.She wore a black windbreaker jacket zipped halfway up over a fitted grey tank top. Her jeans were dark, cuffed at the ankles, and she’d laced her boots tight—like someone preparing for a long, uncertain walk. A slim black backpack hugged her shoulders—small enough not to get in the way, big enough to carry whatever hope looked like.She was staring into the hallway, almost as if she could see something I couldn’t. But the moment my door
Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 114: This Ends After Her!
Raven had known all this?And she never said a word?My eyes locked on her, but I couldn’t speak. I didn’t know how.Abortion?Was that what she meant? That he forced them to…?End pregnancies?Multiple?I pressed my hand to my mouth, bile rising to the surface. My vision blurred. My stomach twisted.And Raven… had just been walking around with that kind of horror inside her?How many had there been? How many girls? How many dreams torn apart, how many bodies trembling in silence? How many sat alone, bleeding and terrified, while Noah walked free like nothing ever happened?I thought I knew the worst of him.I didn’t.This—this was something darker.Something rotten at the core. This wasn’t just reckless. It was vile. Cruel. Unforgivable.I turned to Noah, my throat dry, my voice hoarse. But the words came, loaded with fury.“You’re a demon.”His head lifted slightly. Just a twitch.That was all I got.No remorse. No shock. No denial.Just silence.I stepped forward, heat rushing up m
Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 113: What Breaks Blood
“No, it’s not!” I spun toward her. “I know he’s your brother, Raven. Your blood. Your family. You’re used to fixing his messes. But I’m not. I have a sibling too. Bella and I—we protect each other. We’ve never been burdens to one another. So why am I stuck being one for a complete stranger?”Raven’s voice cracked. “Enough, Mia. This isn’t helping anyone. And for the record—Noah isn’t a stranger. You know him.”I laughed. But there was no humor in it.I turned to Noah, fire dancing in my chest.“No, I don’t,” I whispered. “Not really. Not where it counts.”I stepped forward until we were almost face to face.“He’s a stranger to me. And he always will be.”The silence that followed wasn’t peaceful.It was loaded.Heavy with things unsaid.And a storm that hadn’t even begun yet...Began.The silence between us cracked—split wide open by Raven’s voice. It wasn’t loud, but every word struck like a slap.“Maybe you’re right, Mia.”I blinked. My anger had been volcanic, but her tone? It was
Chasing Midnight Promises Chapter 112: Stranger at the Door
Noah looked up sharply. “Raven, wait—”“There’s no point hiding,” she cut in. “If we’re innocent, then let them see it.”Her voice cracked on the last word.She moved toward the door, each step slow, like she was walking through mud. The closer she got, the heavier the room felt.The knock didn’t come again.Whoever it was… they were waiting.She reached for the knob.My breath caught.Her hand hovered over it for a heartbeat. Then another.And then—she turned it.The door opened with a groan.And all I could think was—Please. Let it not be the end of everything.My breath hitched as the door creaked open.A faint scent of cigarette smoke drifted in—brief, sharp—before the figure stepped into view.We both leaned forward—Noah and I—our bodies instinctively drawn toward whatever was about to shatter our fragile calm, hearts thrumming like war drums.It wasn’t a uniformed officer or some grim-faced investigator.It was a young man.About twenty-eight. Dark skin with warm undertones. Ne
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