All Chapters of HIS POISONOUS POSSESSION: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

[The Hall of Mirrors]The Grand Ballroom of the Palazzo Valerius had transformed into a psychological slaughterhouse. Surrounded by a hundred faceless reflections—each one a shimmering, mercury-masked void—the air had become a pressurized vacuum of raw obsession. The orchestra’s music had devolved into a single, droning note that vibrated through the floorboards, matching the erratic, mercurial thrum in Dante’s blood.Dante stood at the center of the hall, his hand clamped onto Ivy’s waist with a grip that threatened to snap bones. His eyes were no longer gold; they were a terrifying, molten silver, reflecting the madness of the room. The "Sickness" had evolved. It was no longer a physical ailment; it was a total, catastrophic breakdown of his restraint."Dante, look at them," Ivy whispered, her voice trembl

[The Monastery of Ashes]The drive from the salt-choked air of Venice toward the desolate peaks where the Monastery of Ashes stood was a descent into a different kind of purgatory. The landscape bled of color, turning into a monochrome world of jagged limestone and skeletal pines. Inside the fortified SUV, the silence was thick, heavy with the phantom weight of the "mercurial" bond that now pulsed in their veins—a biological anchor that made every inch of distance between Dante and Ivy feel like a physical tearing of the skin.Dante drove with a cold, mechanical precision, but his eyes never stayed on the road for long. They constantly flickered to the passenger seat, devouring Ivy’s silhouette as if he were trying to memorize her for the thousandth time. He was no longer just a man obsessed; he was a man who had realized his very life force was now a currency being trad

[The Silver Twin]The Polaroid was still cold, the chemical scent of its development mixing with the smell of the mountain ash. Ivy’s fingers shook as she held the edge of the frame, staring at the woman in the photograph. The silver-eyed twin was a mirror of her own features, yet there was a predatory stillness to her that Ivy had only ever seen in Dante.Dante didn’t look at the photo. He was staring at the empty seat, his hand hovering over the surgical scissors. His breathing was shallow, his pupils blown wide—not from the aftermath of their encounter, but from a sudden, visceral surge of adrenaline."She was there," Dante whispered, his voice dangerously low. "While I was... while we were at the fountain. She was standing right behind me."He spun around, his hand flyin

[The Mirror's Breach]The sweet, cloying scent of the gas filled the cabin of the SUV, a heavy fog that tasted of lilies and rusted iron. Ivy’s lungs burned, each breath feeling like she was inhaling liquid silk. Beside her, Dante was a flurry of violent, controlled motion. He slammed his elbow against the reinforced glass, the impact echoing like a hammer on an anvil, but the window didn't even spiderweb."Dante, stop," Ivy choked out, her vision blurring as the frost on the windows turned the world outside into a white, featureless void. "The gas... it’s making my heart... It’s beating too fast."Dante stopped, his chest heaving. He turned to her, his face a mask of sweating, desperate agony. The silver in his eyes was fluctuating, pulsing with the same rhythm as the heartbeat on

[The Final Transfusion]The Great Hall of the monastery felt like the inside of a dying star. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and the metallic, electric taste of the resonance. Dante stood before the glass pillars, his body flickering like a bad television signal. Every time his pulse hammered—a sound like a heavy boot on gravel—his physical form wavered, revealing the stone floor behind his ribs.He was disappearing into his own obsession."Choose, Dante," Silas Vane’s voice drifted from the shadows of the high altar, smooth and clinical. "The child’s synthesis is incomplete. She has the shadows, but she needs the spark. She needs the soul that generated the resonance. One of you has to step into the third pillar. One of you has to become the ghost so the other can remain whole."