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Chapter Thirty Four : The Cost Of Redemption
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The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty - Five : The Doors That Remember
Mason’s breath came in ragged gasps as he pressed his back against the wet bark of a pine tree, one hand clamped to his side where blood seeped hot and steady through his fingers. His vision blurred, pulsing with pain and adrenaline. He could hear them—boots crunching dead leaves, radios murmuring, the hounds of the Circle loose in the dark.He hadn’t meant to separate from Evelyn and Lucian. The explosion back at the ridge had knocked him off his feet, disoriented him. By the time he’d regained his bearings, they were gone, and the forest was crawling with enemies.A branch snapped too close. Mason gritted his teeth and forced himself to move, every step a white-hot spike through his ribs. He wasn’t a werewolf like Evelyn or Emily—but he was something just as stubborn: a man too loyal to quit.A soft growl rumbled in the trees to his left.“Not now,” Mason whispered. “Don’t you dare.”The growl came again—closer. He turned, raising his knife, breath hitching.But what stepped out was
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-03The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Six : Beneath The Threshold
Evelyn stared into the blackness beyond the Door.It wasn’t just dark—it was heavy. Like a vacuum pressing against her chest. Something ancient, vast, and wrong stirred beyond the threshold, brushing her consciousness with the familiarity of a nightmare she’d never had—yet somehow always carried.“Close it,” Lucian growled, backing away. “Whatever’s in there, it remembers you.”She didn’t answer.Her feet edged closer.Inside the Door, the air shimmered. Shapes moved, too fast to be fully seen—like wolves made of shadow and bone. Whispers swirled around her, one voice cutting through the rest:> “E-113. Return.”She blinked. The world around her tilted. Her vision wavered—flashing images: a sterile white room, restraints biting into her wrists, her mother’s face pale with guilt, and Damian’s voice murmuring something about a key.The realization hit her hard—they didn’t just make her for this. They made her do it.Lucian grabbed her arm, grounding her. “Evelyn. You don’t belong to the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-04The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Seven: A Tickling Time
Evelyn hadn’t woken up.She was taken to a private hospital outside the city—off the grid. No press, no records. Her wounds were serious: internal bleeding, broken ribs, torn muscles. She’d lost a lot of blood.Mason sat by her bed, bruised and bandaged himself. He hadn’t slept much. The machines beeped steadily beside her, but she hadn’t moved.Lucian paced the hallway, silent, restless.Anika showed up on the second night. She brought clean clothes and Evelyn’s badge from the precinct. She set it quietly on the bedside table and leaned close to whisper, “You better wake up, Evie. We’re not done yet.”No response.Back in the city, Damian was already cleaning up. Suits, meetings, cameras. The press called it an “industrial explosion.” No one mentioned the Door, or Julian. That part had been erased.Behind closed doors, whispers moved fast. Some of his allies demanded answers. Others backed away, uneasy with the blood on his hands.Damian gave them a tight smile and said, “Everything
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-05The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Eight: Fighting For The Hero Comeback
The file cabinet snapped shut behind Anika, but the tremor in her hands didn’t stop. The more she read, the worse it got. Evelyn’s life—the police academy, her transfer to Redbrook, even her first case—had been quietly nudged into place.The last page was different. A surveillance photo. Grainy. Two people in a forest clearing. Evelyn… and Lucian.Scrawled beneath:“If she bonds with him, we lose control.”She didn’t know what the Circle truly wanted, but she knew this: Evelyn was never just a cop. And someone had known it from the start.Captain Reyes arrived minutes later, his face grim as she spread the documents before him. “This goes higher than I thought,” he murmured. “We were just pawns in something old. Deep.”Anika’s jaw tightened. “Then it’s time we stopped playing their game.”The tie itched at his throat. Applause filled the council chamber, but Damian barely heard it. Another bill passed. Another piece of power secured.Yet his mind was miles away—in a hospital room. Wit
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-06The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Nine: The Quiet Move
It was past midnight when Mason gave the signal.Two unmarked vans waited in the alley behind the hospital. Anika was already inside the first one, scanning the street. Mason moved quickly, quietly—lifting Evelyn’s unconscious body from the bed with careful strength.No alarms. No nurses. Just the sound of wheels and breath.He hated every second of this.They loaded her into the van, strapping her in with care. The IV drip remained. Her head lolled gently as Mason climbed in beside her.“Go,” he ordered.The van pulled into the darkness.But a block away, in the roof shadows of a tall building, Delara watched. She didn't blink. Didn't speak.She pulled a slim rifle from its case. Tranquilizer rounds. Not to kill—yet.She whispered into her comms: “Package in motion. Beginning intercept.”Back Inside the VanMason felt it before he saw it—some instinct rooted in violence and fear. The van took a sharp turn. Too sharp.Then—Pop-pop!Tires screamed. A dart cracked through the back wind
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-07The Full Moon Murders Chapter Forty : Living in the Dirt
The machines beeped steadily. Sterile light hummed above. The room smelled clean, lifeless.Evelyn hadn’t moved in days.Anika sat beside her, dark circles under her eyes, fingers laced around a cold paper coffee cup. She didn’t speak anymore—not to Evelyn, not really. Just sat there, hoping. Praying. Sometimes whispering stories they used to laugh at, back at the precinct. Ghosts of normal.But today, something shifted.A nurse paused at the door. “The swelling’s gone down,” she murmured. “No improvement in neural response, but… her heart rate spiked last night. Just for a moment.”Anika’s gaze snapped to Evelyn’s face. She looked exactly the same. Still, pale, breath soft.But deep inside—buried in the quiet—something stirred.Not pain. Not memory.Instinct.A dream. A forest. Snow crunching beneath bare feet. The flash of yellow eyes. Heat in her bones. A call—distant, pulsing. Familiar.She turned in that dark world, her unconscious mind pulling toward it.And somewhere in the rea
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-08The Full Moon Murders Chapter Forty-One : Pressure Points
The rain came down in sheets that morning, tapping rhythmically on the cabin roof like the heartbeat of something vast and waiting.Anika had just stepped out to answer a call from Mason when Evelyn’s fingers twitched. Slight—barely perceptible—but it happened again, curling weakly as if brushing against a memory. Her breathing changed, shallow and quickening.Inside, a shadow moved.It wasn’t Anika returning.The figure stood near the door, gloved hands motionless. They didn’t speak. Just watched her.Evelyn's eyes fluttered. Her lips parted with the faintest sound—more breath than voice. “...Lucian?”“No,” the figure whispered. “He’s not here.”Evelyn’s brow creased faintly in unconscious instinct. Her body stirred again, stronger this time.And the figure reached for something beneath their coat.The door burst open.Anika returned, gun already drawn. “Don’t move.”But the figure was fast—vaulting through the open window before Anika could get a clean shot. By the time she ran to t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-09The Full Moon Murders Chapter One: The Full Moon Murders
The city never truly slept, but on full moon nights, it felt different—like something old and wild moved underneath, a dark presence hiding nearby. Detective Evelyn Cross had learned to trust her instincts, and right now, they were screaming at her, a loud mix of warning bells rang in her mind.She stood outside the police station, drinking a cup of coffee that had long been cold, the bitter taste a reminder of the urgency that gnawed at her insides. The streetlights buzzed overhead, casting long, distorted shadows on the pavement, as if the very ground was alive with secrets. Inside, the station was a lot of activity—phones ringing, officers moving back and forth, the air thick with tension—but none of it reached her. Not after what her boss had just told her.Another body. Another night. Another brutal crime scene.The killer struck only on full moons, leaving behind the victims so deformed that even the most seasoned officers had to turn away, their faces pale and drawn. Five bodie
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The Full Moon Murders Chapter Forty-One : Pressure Points
The rain came down in sheets that morning, tapping rhythmically on the cabin roof like the heartbeat of something vast and waiting.Anika had just stepped out to answer a call from Mason when Evelyn’s fingers twitched. Slight—barely perceptible—but it happened again, curling weakly as if brushing against a memory. Her breathing changed, shallow and quickening.Inside, a shadow moved.It wasn’t Anika returning.The figure stood near the door, gloved hands motionless. They didn’t speak. Just watched her.Evelyn's eyes fluttered. Her lips parted with the faintest sound—more breath than voice. “...Lucian?”“No,” the figure whispered. “He’s not here.”Evelyn’s brow creased faintly in unconscious instinct. Her body stirred again, stronger this time.And the figure reached for something beneath their coat.The door burst open.Anika returned, gun already drawn. “Don’t move.”But the figure was fast—vaulting through the open window before Anika could get a clean shot. By the time she ran to t
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Forty : Living in the Dirt
The machines beeped steadily. Sterile light hummed above. The room smelled clean, lifeless.Evelyn hadn’t moved in days.Anika sat beside her, dark circles under her eyes, fingers laced around a cold paper coffee cup. She didn’t speak anymore—not to Evelyn, not really. Just sat there, hoping. Praying. Sometimes whispering stories they used to laugh at, back at the precinct. Ghosts of normal.But today, something shifted.A nurse paused at the door. “The swelling’s gone down,” she murmured. “No improvement in neural response, but… her heart rate spiked last night. Just for a moment.”Anika’s gaze snapped to Evelyn’s face. She looked exactly the same. Still, pale, breath soft.But deep inside—buried in the quiet—something stirred.Not pain. Not memory.Instinct.A dream. A forest. Snow crunching beneath bare feet. The flash of yellow eyes. Heat in her bones. A call—distant, pulsing. Familiar.She turned in that dark world, her unconscious mind pulling toward it.And somewhere in the rea
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Nine: The Quiet Move
It was past midnight when Mason gave the signal.Two unmarked vans waited in the alley behind the hospital. Anika was already inside the first one, scanning the street. Mason moved quickly, quietly—lifting Evelyn’s unconscious body from the bed with careful strength.No alarms. No nurses. Just the sound of wheels and breath.He hated every second of this.They loaded her into the van, strapping her in with care. The IV drip remained. Her head lolled gently as Mason climbed in beside her.“Go,” he ordered.The van pulled into the darkness.But a block away, in the roof shadows of a tall building, Delara watched. She didn't blink. Didn't speak.She pulled a slim rifle from its case. Tranquilizer rounds. Not to kill—yet.She whispered into her comms: “Package in motion. Beginning intercept.”Back Inside the VanMason felt it before he saw it—some instinct rooted in violence and fear. The van took a sharp turn. Too sharp.Then—Pop-pop!Tires screamed. A dart cracked through the back wind
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Eight: Fighting For The Hero Comeback
The file cabinet snapped shut behind Anika, but the tremor in her hands didn’t stop. The more she read, the worse it got. Evelyn’s life—the police academy, her transfer to Redbrook, even her first case—had been quietly nudged into place.The last page was different. A surveillance photo. Grainy. Two people in a forest clearing. Evelyn… and Lucian.Scrawled beneath:“If she bonds with him, we lose control.”She didn’t know what the Circle truly wanted, but she knew this: Evelyn was never just a cop. And someone had known it from the start.Captain Reyes arrived minutes later, his face grim as she spread the documents before him. “This goes higher than I thought,” he murmured. “We were just pawns in something old. Deep.”Anika’s jaw tightened. “Then it’s time we stopped playing their game.”The tie itched at his throat. Applause filled the council chamber, but Damian barely heard it. Another bill passed. Another piece of power secured.Yet his mind was miles away—in a hospital room. Wit
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Seven: A Tickling Time
Evelyn hadn’t woken up.She was taken to a private hospital outside the city—off the grid. No press, no records. Her wounds were serious: internal bleeding, broken ribs, torn muscles. She’d lost a lot of blood.Mason sat by her bed, bruised and bandaged himself. He hadn’t slept much. The machines beeped steadily beside her, but she hadn’t moved.Lucian paced the hallway, silent, restless.Anika showed up on the second night. She brought clean clothes and Evelyn’s badge from the precinct. She set it quietly on the bedside table and leaned close to whisper, “You better wake up, Evie. We’re not done yet.”No response.Back in the city, Damian was already cleaning up. Suits, meetings, cameras. The press called it an “industrial explosion.” No one mentioned the Door, or Julian. That part had been erased.Behind closed doors, whispers moved fast. Some of his allies demanded answers. Others backed away, uneasy with the blood on his hands.Damian gave them a tight smile and said, “Everything
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Six : Beneath The Threshold
Evelyn stared into the blackness beyond the Door.It wasn’t just dark—it was heavy. Like a vacuum pressing against her chest. Something ancient, vast, and wrong stirred beyond the threshold, brushing her consciousness with the familiarity of a nightmare she’d never had—yet somehow always carried.“Close it,” Lucian growled, backing away. “Whatever’s in there, it remembers you.”She didn’t answer.Her feet edged closer.Inside the Door, the air shimmered. Shapes moved, too fast to be fully seen—like wolves made of shadow and bone. Whispers swirled around her, one voice cutting through the rest:> “E-113. Return.”She blinked. The world around her tilted. Her vision wavered—flashing images: a sterile white room, restraints biting into her wrists, her mother’s face pale with guilt, and Damian’s voice murmuring something about a key.The realization hit her hard—they didn’t just make her for this. They made her do it.Lucian grabbed her arm, grounding her. “Evelyn. You don’t belong to the
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty - Five : The Doors That Remember
Mason’s breath came in ragged gasps as he pressed his back against the wet bark of a pine tree, one hand clamped to his side where blood seeped hot and steady through his fingers. His vision blurred, pulsing with pain and adrenaline. He could hear them—boots crunching dead leaves, radios murmuring, the hounds of the Circle loose in the dark.He hadn’t meant to separate from Evelyn and Lucian. The explosion back at the ridge had knocked him off his feet, disoriented him. By the time he’d regained his bearings, they were gone, and the forest was crawling with enemies.A branch snapped too close. Mason gritted his teeth and forced himself to move, every step a white-hot spike through his ribs. He wasn’t a werewolf like Evelyn or Emily—but he was something just as stubborn: a man too loyal to quit.A soft growl rumbled in the trees to his left.“Not now,” Mason whispered. “Don’t you dare.”The growl came again—closer. He turned, raising his knife, breath hitching.But what stepped out was
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Four : The Cost Of Redemption
Evelyn didn’t know how long they’d been running—just that her legs wouldn’t stop shaking. Every breath scraped like glass down her throat. The forest blurred around her, trees spinning by in smears of brown and green. Lucian was ahead, always just out of reach, silent and fast like a shadow that refused to wait.She stumbled.Didn’t fall.Keep going.But her side was wet. Warm. She pressed her palm there and felt the sick, sticky heat of blood soaking through her shirt.Lucian finally slowed near a fallen tree. He crouched low, checking the air like a wild animal scenting danger, then waved her forward.Evelyn dropped beside him, gasping, the cold moss beneath her a small relief. “They’re not behind us.”“They will be,” he said without looking at her. “They always are.”She winced and shifted. Pain flared sharp through her ribs.Lucian turned. His eyes flicked to the dark stain spreading beneath her jacket. “You’re bleeding again.”“I noticed,” she muttered.“Let me see.”“I’m fine.”
The Full Moon Murders Chapter Thirty Three: Shadows Beneath The Ice
Julian’s words hung heavy in the cold.Help me burn it all down.Evelyn didn’t lower her gun. Her arms trembled—not from fear, but from rage. Guilt. Grief. The memory of Emily's blood on her hands.“I’m not your weapon,” she said. “And I’m not your damn ally.”Julian’s gaze softened, like he pitied her.“You still think this ends with good guys walking away clean.” He stepped closer. Lucian bared his teeth, growling low.“You weren’t created to save the world, Evelyn. You were designed to lock it up. You’re a failsafe. Nothing more.”“Then why not kill me?” she snapped. “If I’m the key to the Door, and you want it buried—kill me right now.”Julian hesitated.Something flickered in his face—something broken.“Because you’re the only one who might still choose not to open it.”Then he moved.Fast. Too fast.Lucian lunged at the same moment, claws colliding with claws in a crack of sound that sent birds scattering into the night. Evelyn dove aside, rolled, and came up firing. Silver roun
