Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moonlight Queen : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Geraldine ran her hands through her hair, frustration evident in her movements as she stood up. "How do I do that? I've tried everything," she lamented, her voice tinged with sadness. Alexander leaned forward, his expression unreadable. "Are you sure you've tried everything?" he questioned, his tone probing. She met his gaze, her eyes pleading for assistance. "Help us, Alexander. Help me get rid of this monster and his power," she implored, desperation creeping into her voice. A smile tugged at Alexander's lips. "Geraldine, you and the witches will take care of Father Bosco. But do it quickly, because while you're sitting in that seat, you're going to help me achieve a lot of things," he declared, rising to his feet. She looked up at him, a mixture of hope and uncertainty in her eyes. "Are you leaving already?" she asked, her voice tinged with disappointment. He nodded, his smirk unwavering. “And where are you going to?” She inquired looking curious. "Where I'm going is none of

He chortled. "What do you want to do with their body?" Drake asked. “Now that you know what I've been up to, whatever I intend to do with their body is none of your business!" Alexander yelled and zoomed off. Drake folded his arms as he stood by the side of the road. "Alexander didn't truly kill those boys, did he?" he thought aloud, sighing. "Whatever it is or might be, I will surely find out. But right now, I think it's time I return these to their owner, else another man might find himself wearing a wig and lipstick," he said, referring to his uniform, as he burst into another round of laughter. Entering his car, he changed into Geraldine. She laughed loudly, hitting the steering wheel of the car. "I knew he would never suspect a thing once I changed into his brother. I think I know what Alexander is truly up to now," she thought aloud, rubbing her hands across her hair. Glancing behind her car, she saw a dead cop. "If only you weren't so stubborn, perhaps you might still be b

"So, did you manage to find out what he's up to?" Lucy inquired as she watched Geraldine enter the house. Geraldine let out a tired sigh. "Can I have a cup of coffee, please? I've already encountered enough toxic smells out there," she requested with a frown. Lucy scoffed, shaking her head as she headed towards the kitchen. "That sounds bizarre. What happened out there?" she probed, her curiosity piqued. Geraldine shrugged as she settled onto the couch. "First of all, these cops are something else, and they're not easily intimidated," she explained. Lucy chuckled in amusement. "You can't expect them to be scared when technology rules the day," she retorted, glancing back at Geraldine. “You won't believe what happened, Lucy. This cop saw my eyes change, and he thought I was a robot," Geraldine recounted, a bemused expression on her face. Lucy burst into laughter at the absurdity of the situation. Geraldine couldn't help but shake her head at her friend's reaction. "I knew you were

Geraldine paced her living room, her hands clasped firmly behind her back. She glanced up at Lucy, who stood by the door with her arms folded. "Why aren't they here yet?" she demanded, her voice rising. "Geraldine, calm down. They'll be here soon," Lucy replied. "No, Lucy, don't tell me to calm down. You and I both know what this means. We're not ready to fight the vampires, and we never will be. Who dares to do such a thing to us?" Geraldine cried out. "We'll find out, Geraldine, and we'll handle it before Alexander discovers who among the girls did it," Lucy said. Geraldine shook her head, wagging her forefinger. "You know Alexander. I wonder why you're acting like you don't. He will stop at nothing to find out who did this, and when he does, he'll make sure to kill the culprit. I'm not ready to witness the death of any of the witches," she said, her heart pounding. She rubbed her sweaty hands on her dress. "Don't get yourself worked up over this yet. Trust me, we'll fix it.

It was indeed a small ship, just as the Queen Mother had described earlier. Anne found herself naked, but she paid it no mind, her determination overriding any sense of modesty. "I must return to Earth and finish what I started," she muttered to herself, her resolve unyielding. Anger surged within her as she thought of Helen, fueling her determination. "Oh my God! Who are you?" The captain of the ship cried out upon seeing Anne, his eyes averted from her naked form. Anne couldn't help but smirk, seeing his discomfort as an advantage. "I am lost," she said smoothly, her voice dripping with allure as she took a step closer. The man recoiled, his body trembling with fear. "Don't come any closer!" he yelled, desperation lacing his voice. Anne's smile widened, her voice soft and seductive. "But why shouldn't I come closer?" she purred, continuing to advance. The captain refused to meet her gaze, his movements frantic. "I said stay where you are!" he pleaded, his eyes darting around ne