Ammons Haunting Case Novels & Stories

Not cautious. Not calculating. Troubled. “We don't fully understand it yet.” Arthur groaned. “That is never reassuring.” Naomi ignored him. “Three days ago, the first anomaly was reported.” Silence settled over the group. “The anomaly involved a woman in northern Europe.” Gabriel folded his arms. “What happened?” Naomi took a slow breath. “She attended her father's funeral.” Nothing about that sounded unusual. Ama frowned. “And?” Naomi's expression hardened. “Her father had been dead for eleven years.”

"So, can you tell me how this case came to be?" "Emily was previously handling a case," I started. "A case of one of the most notorious men in California. At first, Emily didn't want to take the job, but Chief Ramos kept insisting she should. I guess that's what angered the criminal to come after her. Since then, we haven't found Emily. We don't know if she's alive or dead." "This notorious man, what's his name?" "They call him Matteo Romenetti." He nodded his head. "I've heard that name before."

Something evil had arrived on the shores of Alauna. The killing continued for weeks. Each morning a new body found. Eventually Amadeus announced that something had to be done. He, and the strongest of the coven members set out to discover who or what was behind the killings. Tamara convinced Ten to join the hunt. Left at home and alone, Tamara kept watch, waiting for her husband to reappear. But just as the sun was breaking over the horizon the next morning, she heard noises around her hut in the woods. She ventured out, prepared that she was the monsters next victim. But what she happened upon completely destroyed her. There on the cold woodland floor was the dead body of her father. Amadeu

Damian looked up from the pile of papers and to the two girls on the other side of the room, his arms akimbo as if he could not believe that they had forgotten all about it. Hestia did not— she can never forget them as she was involved in all of them— every single one. The Blackmailing incident with Arthur Camelton Becket and Aaron Wysickle Antonio Torento. The case of Yulia Don Brook. The Snowstorm intruders. The Case of Freya Toletino and her mysterious stalker which turned out to be her very own cheerleading coach. And many other things. She may never forget as she was all part of it. “But I thought the world would not know since we did not release it to the media.” Hestia said.

I patted his shoulder to ease his uneasiness. “But William, the temple has never accommodated the lady Locke. There has never been an incident where she came there when she was a sickly child.” Monk Amon spoke of a revelation that made our hearts thump fast. “What does that mean?” William exclaimed “It means the answer for this predicament lies in the reason of Antonella’s gaining of good health,” Monk Amon answered filtering her words. William’s face became distressed. The revelation an all new knot for him. “Do you know where that hooded mahò user is right now?”

I watched and saw the gloomy look on her face, she walks past trying not to get my attention but I knew my mom wanted me to, still, I didn't alter a single word and watched her leave. The subsequent day, I worked with my laptop in the living room, I was engulfed going through the statement of account, when I found out that the statement of accounts from the past three months is missing, the balance of each month doesn't at up, and I knew who had the answers to my questions, without hesitation, I pulled out my phone and called methane home, she walks in after an hour time, and inquired the reason behind the paranoid tone, she noticed through the phone.

Few minutes later they entered a small house on a cross road. The lady of the house was a young doctor who worked at the local hospital. She had arrived home a few minutes ago. She introduced herself as Amber. William explained that Amber was one of the “facilitators” for the Agency. She had moved here six months ago. Upon noticing something unusual related to the deaths of the young people, she had alerted the org. By the time William took on the case, the situation had progressed with two more murders on hand. The police had found a pattern to the murders but obviously they were clueless about the involvement of supernatural.

Ana suspected magic, because when she returned, everything they stored away was now within her apartments. Including Caun’s precious radio, something he listened to whenever he could. They’d finished eating while they listened to the human news. It was the first anniversary of the last murder human and the news this evening presented the public with an update on how the case had stalled out, leaving it unsolved. Just as it should be. Eventually, the human law enforcement would stop searching for more information, and box up what they have and stick it in a dark room. Given enough time, a supernatural creature would slip into that dark room and examine what there was. Anything remotely reveal

Charlotte went to Ammon's room to sleep. While Ammon slept in the living room of his house. A sound of the footsteps awakened Ammon. He got up, took his celestial sword and dragged his feet to where he heard the sound. Outside, he saw two wounded bandit treasure hunters coming towards his house. "What are bandit treasure hunters doing here?" he asked. "Step aside, we have no business with you!" warned one of them. "Is that so? Then I guess you want a trouble!" answered Ammon.

I stood at the door and trembled all over while clutching the hem of my nanny uniform. Ambrose had called me earlier on to deliver some documents for him at this banquet. The driver responsible for the accident, Maryanne Brown, sat right beside him, ordering me to pour drinks and serve food, mocking me as much as she could. I endured it all in silence and even secretly texted some of the guests so that they could cover for me. If I hadn't forgotten my phone and come back for it, I probably would have never found out that Ambrose's "amnesia" was nothing but a lie.