Soon, they maneuvered in front of the pharmacy store with a new name. Dan Pharmacy. Zeidan exhaled and looked at Lyne whose mouth had ice cream smeared all over her lips. He laughed before licking them all with his tongue."Hey. I didn't even know I had that all over my mouth.""Don't worry. It's all clear."They both got down the car and entered the store, their mind made up to work together as partners.Lyne could see some random people, some with masks on, picking a bottle or more into a basket. She placed her hand in Zeidan's as they walked around the store. She was looking around the busy place."This place has changed so much." She could hear Zeidan say and she squeezed his hand softly, knowing his friend's death must have hit him hard."It's okay. We will find justice for her." He gave her a wry smile as they walked further down the store to the counter at the back. A short dark-haired woman looked up from her counter and as her eyes caught Zeidan, she paused. "Um...how...can

Lyne's cue slipped out of her hands as she tried to hit the ball and the white object veered away on the green grass, missing the intending target which is a hole, many meters away."Ow!" She pouted.Zeidan grinned, leaning against his cue, and dug his other hand in his pocket. He stared at Lyne who was in a white short tennis skirt and black long-sleeved top, wearing a white sneaker to top it and a white face cap. The skirt revealed her nicely curved fair legs and his stomach tingled. "Maybe, you'll get it right if you bend a little."Lyne glared at him from behind, her eyes narrowed as if suspecting his intention. She gave him a long, hard stare before moving toward him. "Nice shot, mister. But you ain't getting a peek, not today." She patted his shoulder and walked past him, her hips swinging by gracefully. "There's nothing better than to stare at you all day." He followed her out of the park. They had just finished playing golf or barely played golf as Lyne kept losing. She grabb

The moon rose high above in the sky, beaming its light on Vampire city, illuminating the golden buildings and seeping through the dark alleys. The weather was far from calm and it warned of a forthcoming storm accompanied by the wrath of a desperate woman who aspired to by all means be the Queen. Everywhere was quiet, including the streets and the palace. The wind pushed the trees back and forth, almost pulling them from their roots and every soul seemed to be hidden in their homes, trying to stay warm and comfy. However, Luana stood on the top of the royal building overlooking Vampire city in her black coat, black hat, and boots. Her hair was shoved into the hat and her claws were out. Her brown eyes had turned black as she resolved to fish out the Werecats and kill them before Zeidan comes back. Only then will he see how useful she is to the city as the Queen. Her heart fluttered at the thought of being called out as Queen Luana. The thunder rumbled through the clouds and she close

Zeidan Bran stood facing the long widows, dressed in a black tuxedo, white shirt, and black Italian leather shoes. He was wearing a golden Rolex wristwatch and his hair was still wet. He looked very cheery and why not, his wife sat a few inches away, looking at some papers scattered across the table. Her hair was worn down and it made her look more beautiful. He remembered what had happened the night before and his heart skipped a beat at how much he had enjoyed every inch of her. He walked up to her and stared down at the papers she was looking through."What are those?" He asked."These are the printed CCTV footage from the time you arrived in Los Angeles and when you went to see Samantha. I thought the unknown person might have come to your company to do something. But to do what?""You don't possibly mean that she came here to look for me thinking I would come here straight but didn't see me?""Probably," Lyne answered. "But, you arrived so late at night so when did the girl see

Chloe's heart skipped a beat when she heard footsteps approaching the broken room inside the temple. The old rusty book in her hand held a lot about the questions she had been asking herself and until she reaches the end, dropping it wasn't part of her plan. So, Maya had lived about four hundred years ago? No wonder she was skilled and fast."You shouldn't have seen that." Came the voice behind her and she turned to look at the cloaked figure, that left open just the purple eyes. "I shouldn't have seen what?" She asked back, her face determined. "You used to live around four hundred years ago.""Four hundred? Felt like thousands of years in my coffin.""What do you mean?" Chloe sized the other woman up with her eyes."It's more than you can ever comprehend, Chloe." Saying her name that way kind of shocked her but there had been no definite reason why Maya called her Master as well. "Make me understand." "Well, you haven't completed the book then. If you're still asking me questions