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VISITING THE GHOST TOWN

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Matthew convinced me to go back to Cavenshade—the ghost town where nightmares didn’t just exist, they lived.

I stood in the dorm hallway, dressed, packed, but not even close to ready. My hands were clenched so tight around my bag’s strap that I couldn’t feel my fingers. The burn on my stomach still pulsed like a warning siren, hidden beneath layers of clothing.

Why me? Why now?

My gaze landed on the dusty mirror near the front door. I looked like a ghost myself—hair limp, face pale, eyes wide and too hollow. Part of me expected to see her behind me in the reflection, burned and breathless, waiting.

Footsteps sounded from the stairwell. My breath hitched.

But it wasn’t Matthew. It was Jonas.

He stepped into the hallway, suitcase in hand, and stopped when he saw me. His eyes narrowed—cold, accusing. There was no hello, no nod, no human decency. Just silence so sharp it cut.

I opened my mouth, but no words came. Maybe it was better that way.

He didn’t look away. Just stared me down like
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  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   THE SPARK OF DARKNESS

    The sunlight bleeding through the curtains barely managed to warm the cold pit in my stomach. I stood by the window of Andre’s penthouse, watching the city stir to life. I hadn’t told him yet, but my chest ached every time I blinked—expecting to see that reflection again. That face. Her face. The one that kept showing up in my nightmares, in mirrors, in every corner of my collapsing sanity.Andre walked in with two cups of coffee, setting one down beside me. "Sleep any better?"I forced a small smile and took the cup. "I had a nightmare. Again."He sat beside me on the armrest, giving me that brotherly look of concern I hadn’t seen in years. "The one with the witch?"I nodded."You know," he said, tapping his mug lightly against mine, "there’s a way we can figure this out. You need to dig into the town’s past. We find out who she is, what she wants. Maybe even why you."I bit my lip. "You want me to go back to that ghost town?"He nodded slowly. "I know it’s not ideal, but this isn’t

  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   SHADOWS THAT BURN

    I took the box carefully, the weight of it unsettling. “What’s in it?”“The next step.”“That’s cryptic.”Fiona raised a brow. “Darling, you’re being haunted by a soul scorched from history and possessed by vengeance. Did you expect a brochure and a welcome kit?”Andre burst out laughing, and to my surprise, I joined him. Even Fiona cracked a smile.It felt like we were breathing again. Just a little.Outside, the wind howled low and hungry, the forest groaning in its wake. I stared out the small window as Fiona handed me a pouch of dried herbs.“For dreams,” she said. “It won’t make them go away. But it might help you survive them.”I nodded, clutching the box tighter.When we left the apothecary, the sky was already bleeding into dusk. Andre held my hand as we walked back to his car, his grip grounding me. We didn’t speak much, and honestly, I was grateful. My thoughts were already clawing at each other inside my skull.“She’s intense,” he said once we were driving again. “But not t

  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   APOTHECARY IN THE WOODS

    The tires crunched over gravel as Andre's car came to a reluctant stop. The road behind us had vanished into dense forest, the canopy above so thick it nearly swallowed the daylight. Before us stood a small, crooked cottage, its roof covered in moss and its wooden walls faded by years of rain and wind. It looked like something out of a nightmare fairytale. If a witch stepped out with a cursed apple, I wouldn’t be surprised.“This is it?” I asked, peering out the windshield.Andre nodded, shutting off the engine. “Looks cozy, right?”“Cozy in a ‘you’ll die if you spend the night here’ kind of way.”He snorted. “Come on, don’t be dramatic. She’s harmless. Mostly.”I followed him out of the car, my boots sinking slightly into the damp forest floor. The smell of pine and earth was sharp in the air, and everything was so quiet it made my skin crawl. No birds. No wind. Just the muffled sound of our footsteps as we approached the cottage.Andre knocked on the door.Once.Twice.Three times.

  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   NO PLACE LEFT

    The room was quiet—too quiet. The kind of silence that clawed at your throat. I sat on the bed, my fingers clenched around the termination letter like it had personally betrayed me. The words blurred together under the dim light of my bedside lamp, but the sting of it was clear.You are hereby dismissed from your position…Effective immediately…Due to incidents of misconduct…What a joke.I let the paper fall from my hands and flutter to the floor like a dying bird. I wasn’t going to cry. Not again.Instead, I started to pack.Clothes. Toiletries. My books. My notebook with all the scrawled warnings and half-baked theories about the woman—the witch. A few faded photographs that used to make this place feel like a temporary home. Now it was nothing more than a reminder that I didn’t belong here. Not with the rest of them. Not in this sterile, fearful building that watched me like I might combust at any moment.I stuffed the last of my things into my bag, zipped it up, and threw on my

  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   EVICTED

    It was strange how quickly things could shift. One minute, I was shattering glass with a scream. The next, I was sitting on a cracked bench outside a convenience store with Andre beside me, sharing a can of cheap beer.The night was cool, but not biting. The air held that quiet stillness only small, sleepy towns could offer—like the universe hit the mute button just for us.Andre took a long sip and exhaled. “Okay, so the guy who runs that ramen place on 3rd Street? Still alive. Still creepy. Still thinks I’m twelve.”I snorted. “He once told me I’d make a good ‘quiet bride.’ I was fourteen.”He gagged and took another sip. “Disgusting. If I ever become famous, remind me to sue him for emotional damage.”“Done.”The beer was bad—bitter and watery—but somehow perfect. For the first time in weeks, I wasn’t seeing flashes of death, or hearing whispers that didn’t belong in this world. I wasn’t watching Matthew closely to guess if he was a liar. I was just… Eztli. Sitting with someone who

  • The Queen of The Rouge Blood   SHATTER

    There’s a certain peace that comes from mindless work—data charts, blood samples, chemical readings. For a moment, I wasn’t the girl haunted by ash-covered women and glowing scars. I was just Eztli, the intern who knew how to process anomalous blood samples faster than anyone else in the lab. I could hear the subtle awe from the techs around me. Whispers like, “She’s a natural,” and “How did she get this fast?”Because I’m cursed. That’s how.Still, I smiled through it. I needed normal, even if it was pretend.Until Jonas ruined it.He walked in like he owned the place, with that arrogant, superior expression that made me want to throw a microscope at his face. I noticed his glare the second he entered, and I swear I felt my stomach twist. I didn’t want to deal with him. Not today.“Of course she’s getting praised,” he muttered loudly enough for the entire lab to hear. “What else do you expect from a witch?”The word sliced through the air like a dagger.Every head turned.Laughter di

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