All Chapters of Hellblades: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21 - The Weapons Master

Pelin’s POV The drive away from the mill was heavy with silence. My chest still hurt from sobbing, though I tried to steady my breath. Uncle Eren’s hands clutched the wheel so tightly I thought the leather would tear. That weird smell Manolya had mentioned earlier, now I recognized it. All those foul creatures had reeked the same way. So that was what it was. Someone had tried to break in. Something disgusting had tried to sneak inside, and Aziz had just slit its throat without telling anyone. I didn’t know what was worse, that someone had tried to enter, that Aziz was probably smug about it, or that Manolya had been right about the alarm. It hadn’t gone off for nothing, but because of something unspeakable. “Sit here, Pelin,” Uncle Eren said softly, guiding me to the front seat. “Breathe. We will get through this.” I nodded, though my throat felt raw. Behind us, the forest seemed to close its branches like a curtain, hiding the mill and the horror we had just escaped. Uncl

Last Updated : 2025-12-29

22 - The Healer

Pelin’s POV Aziz rifled through drawers and cabinets, scattering their contents with none of his usual feline grace, until he found what he sought. It was a necklace of emeralds, accompanied by chandelier earrings that glimmered faintly in the lamplight. He lifted the necklace as though it were a relic and placed it carefully over Manolya’s bruised throat. At once, the stones shimmered with a green glow, soft and steady, calming the angry swell of her wounds. “Get away from her, you beast!” Eren’s voice cracked as he stormed forward, as he was the one to enter the shop last. His eyes darted to the chaos of the shop, to the mess of overturned drawers. Fear made him reckless. “I will not let you harm her further.” Aziz did not move. His yellow eyes burned, his hands still steady on Manolya. “Stand back,” he warned. Before Eren could lunge, Mehmet raised his hand. “Wait,” he commanded. His voice was surprisingly calm. “Let me see the girl. Do not interfere.” Nobody had bothered wit

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23 - The Ottoman Palace

Pelin`s POV We stood before the palace and the air felt different, filled with the smell of olive leaves, pine and mountain flowers. Outside the car a towering stone residence stood, a remnant from the Ottoman era, nestled halfway up the mountain. Though small compared to the grand palaces of Istanbul, it was still impressive. Many curvilinear windows adorned its façade, lending it elegance and grandeur. Decorative carvings and motifs covered the outer walls, enhancing its stately appearance. The stone, a pale royal yellow, gave it a timeless and regal aura. The tall wooden gate was inscribed with verses from the Qur’an, written in golden letters. I kept close to Adlee and Adem, my brothers, and to Uncle Eren. I had no sense of what to expect. Mr. Mehmet moved as if he belonged and led us through a wide hallway that smelled of beeswax and old wood. The light in the corridor came from small mosaic glass lamps that gave everything a honeyed glow. He stopped us in the grand

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24 - The Beast Within

Aziz`s POV I leaned over Manolya and checked her pulse. Her skin was cool beneath my hand, and every faint beat made my chest tighten. I could still see the shadow of that creature’s hand on her throat, the way its distorted grip had lifted her off the ground. The memory disgusted me, anger simmering hot in my chest. No one had the right to touch her. No one. I pulled the blanket higher, tucking it carefully around her shoulders. It was a thick wool one I had found in the back of Eren’s shop, coarse but warm. Her breathing was shallow, her lips parted just enough to let out a weak sound. She looked fragile, but there was something in her expression, even unconscious, that struck me. A strange stillness. I sat back in the chair beside the chaise, never letting my eyes leave her. I hated that I felt compelled to stay, yet I could not bring myself to move. The spell did not bind me to this seat, and still I lingered. There was something more than duty her

Last Updated : 2026-01-01

25 - Under the Golden Chandelier

Manolya`s POV At the palace, everybody was waiting for me outside the golden gate when Aziz appeared with me in his arms. My legs felt weak as he set me down, and I had to steady myself against the iron bars. The golden calligraphy shimmered in the sunlight, and I could hardly breathe. My stomach was still turning from the way he had dragged me through that strange realm. “I think I am going to be sick again” I said, panting and clutching my head. “How can you run that fast?” “You will get used to it,” Aziz answered simply, shrugging his shoulders as if it were nothing at all. Then he turned and walked away, slipping back into the shadows, leaving me to Pelin and Uncle Eren and the twins, Adem and Adlee. Pelin rushed to me and grabbed hold of me so tightly I thought she would never let go. Her warmth calmed my trembling. Uncle Eren’s hand rested lightly on my back, steadying me. I forced myself to whisper, “I am fine,” even though my voice sounded rough, and my throat still b

Last Updated : 2026-01-02

26 - Training Begins

Manolya’s POV “It is still so cool!” Adlee’s voice echoed across the chamber. His eyes were wide, his grin boyish. Adem joined him instantly. “I can`t believe it`s not a dream, I want to try everything!” Their excitement cut through the heavy silence, but Mr. Mehmet’s sharp voice killed it at once. “No.” His tone carried authority that silenced them immediately. Gone was the man fumbling with his toothbrush and beads. Now he was a master, radiating control. “You will only train with your hellblades as I said” Adem and Adlee pouted but dared not say a thing Uncle Eren opened the box he had carried in his bag and peeled back the silk cloth. My heart jumped when I saw the blades again: crescents of metal glowing faintly, humming with a strange, dark energy. One by one he handed them to my friends. I sat down slowly on a bench at the side, my legs still weak, my eyes tracing every corner of the room. My throat ached, but curiosity overtook my pain. The weapons looked curious. How

Last Updated : 2026-01-03

27 - Back To The Mill

Aziz’s POV I remained outside the palace gate as they disappeared inside. The yellow walls glowed in the sunlight, the pine forest swayed, and the silence pressed on me. I did not belong at their side. My place was here, in the shadows. When they finally emerged, I melted back into the trees. Eren’s car rolled onto the dirt road, carrying Manolya, Pelin, and the twins. I kept pace, my body shifting to the swiftness of the beast. My paws struck the earth like thunder, but no sound carried. The car moved steady, yet I stayed beside it, unseen, a phantom on the roadside. We reached the marina. The engine cut off, doors slammed, and they filed out, laughing softly. I crouched low, slipping into an alley. A trash bin stood against the wall, reeking of salt and fish guts. I slid behind it, yellow eyes glowing faintly through the slats. They chose a table close to the waves. Gulls screamed above the water, and the air filled with the sharp scent of oysters. “Finally food,” Ad

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28 - The Swamp

Aziz’s POV Manolya saw it too. She bent down, her fingers trembling as she lifted it. A bracelet, strung with colorful gemstones. Her breath caught. “Quickly, take a picture and send it to Ayla!” Pelin fumbled her phone out, snapped the shot, and sent it. The reply came at once. I could hear the faint ping of her message. “It’s Ipek’s! Where did you find it?” Pelin typed back fast. “At the mill. We will send you the location. Please notify the police immediately. They need to bring the dogs. Ipek is not here, but we found clues.” I clenched my jaw. Clues, yes, but was this not very obvious and sloppy? Whoever left this behind mabe wanted them to find it? I wasn`t sure… Pelin shoved the phone into Manolya’s small black messenger bag and went to the window. She threw it open, leaned out, and shouted with her voice shaking. “We found Ipek’s bracelet! Search the backside! We are coming down now!” The shout made me flinch. Damn these cat ears, always so sensitive! Below, Eren’s

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29 - Favor For A Favour

Aziz`s POV Eren’s voice was sharp with worry, the kind of tone he saved for when he was too angry to yell. He had called over Mr. Mehmet earlier in the car ride back to Uncle Eren`s Antiques botique. “Mr. Mehmet, this won’t do. We cannot continue to risk their lives like this without proper training. They need to train more, then look for Ipek. Train them until they faint from exhaustion, then train them some more.” Mehmet didn’t hesitate. His bow was silent, but I saw the dip of his head as he replied. “Understood.” He then glanced at me sideways, as if to notice if I was satisfied enough or not with his reply. The old man came straight to Manolya, who was sprawled on the velvety burgundy colored chaise like a broken doll. His hands worked quickly, pulling bottles and cloths from his kit. When he poured disinfectant, she moaned and twisted in her sleep. “Hold her still,” Mehmet ordered. I set my hand firmly on her shoulder. Her body jerked under my palm, and the wound o

Last Updated : 2026-01-06

30 - The Detour

Manolya’s POV I thought he would take me back to the palace. That was the logical thing. Instead, I found myself walking beside him on a narrow hiking trail high above the city. Pine needles crunched underfoot, and the scent of resin mixed with the salt of the distant sea. “Where are we going?” I asked, breathless more from nerves than from the climb. “You’ll see,” Aziz said, as if that answered anything. His voice was lazy, careless, yet I knew there was intent behind every step he took. We emerged into a clearing where a tiny village clung to the mountainside. An old stone house had been turned into a restaurant, run by an elderly woman and her daughter. Vines climbed over its whitewashed walls, and a wooden sign with faded paint swung gently in the breeze. He led me straight to a table on the terrace. I sank onto the chair, and my eyes widened at the view. Akyaka stretched below us like something painted by careful hands. The valley lay cradled in green mountains, th

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