All Chapters of The Bloody Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Velmora Palace was already shrouded in silence by the time Fabrizio returned. He got out of the car, passed the guards on duty and went inside. His footsteps echoed along the long, black-marble-lined corridor lit by dim wall lamps. The faint metallic scent of blood from the earlier fight still clung to his senses.Fabrizio removed his long coat as he reached the main hall. His shoulders tensed slightly. His thoughts lingered on the bodies lying on the asphalt and those dark eyes staring emptily in the face of death.“Beta, Fabrizio. You’ve returned?”Fabrizio’s steps halted at once. He turned and saw Ruth approaching. “Watcher Ruth,” he greeted her, slightly surprised. “Yes, I’ve just come back.” He cleared his throat softly. His brow furrowed faintly as he asked, “You haven’t gone to sleep yet?”“That's how it is. The older you get, the more there is to think about,”

The atmosphere shifted instantly. The doorbell rang again, echoing through the small living room and abruptly ending the soft, casual conversation that had been flowing just moments before.Eirene froze. Her body went rigid as Sabrina and Chloe looked at her. For a moment, she was unsure of what to do, her mind going blank.Sabrina stepped a few paces away from the door. She looked at Eirene with a conflicted expression. “What should we do?” she asked softly, as if afraid that Bradley might hear her from outside. “Do you want to see him?”Eirene did not answer right away. Instead, she remained still, her hands clasped together in her lap. Her chest rose and fell slowly while, inside her head, countless voices from the past crowded in, followed by a flood of unpleasant memories.Everything was still painfully clear in Eirene’s mind. She saw Bradley’s face—his smile, his tone of voice, and the words she had once bel

The atmosphere in the Ravenor house felt colder than usual. The spring wind continued to blow, freezing the air, and the silence pressed down on every corner of the room. The family's window curtains were half open, allowing pale light to seep in, but failing to warm anything. The faint scent of warm tea drifted from a small table in the corner, but nobody touched it.Bradley sat upright in his chair. His face was drawn, with clear traces of exhaustion etched into it. He looked at Daisy, who was lounging casually on the sofa opposite, before finally breaking the silence. “I’ve met her.”Instinctively, Isabella turned towards Bradley. Her fingers, which had been gently stroking Daisy’s arm, froze mid-motion. She turned fully to face Bradley. “Eirene?”“Yes,” replied Bradley with a nod. “Last night. She was at Sabrina’s apartment.”Daisy lifted her head, causing the thin blanket draped around her shoulders to shift slightly. “How is she?” she asked quickly. Her voice was as gentle as ev

After Fabrizio left, silence fell over Yoren’s office once more. Every sound—the exhale of breath, or even the ticking of the wall clock—was muffled by an underlying sense of discomfort.Yoren remained seated behind his desk with his back against the chair. In front of him, the folder containing Eirene’s documents lay neatly closed, as if it had never been touched. He stared at the computer screen, his eyes following the slowly moving cursor as he reached for the mouse.Yoren’s intention was to finish one last file. After that, he would rest.He right-clicked, opening the menu. Then, he selected the option to create a new file.Without warning, Yoren’s fingers suddenly froze. His chest jolted violently—not just a beat, but a forceful blow from within, as though his heart were trying to burst out of his ribcage.Yoren’s breath hitched, cut short at once. Within seconds, his heartbeat spiked wildly, no

Eirene flinched at Bradley’s unexpected arrival. However, she did not turn around; instead, she quickened her pace. She had to leave as soon as possible, before her emotions overwhelmed her.“Wait!” Bradley shouted, running after her and catching up to block her path. “You came.” His breath was still uneven from rushing out of the car, but he looked clearly relieved. “Why didn't you go inside?”Eirene couldn’t avoid it any longer. At last, she lifted her face. She looked at Bradley with tear-filled eyes and a sharp gaze. “I didn't want to interrupt their conversation.”Bradley frowned. His relief slowly turned into a flicker of panic. “What conversation?”“It sounded like they were having a good time,” Eirene replied, her words carrying an unspoken meaning. “Talking about me.”Bradley swallowed. His face seemed to pale. “Eirene, listen to me—