Novelas y relatos de Dr Julia Hoffman Dark Shadows

After that, Morana chose to go into the room and rest, letting Anna call Daniel and tell him what had happened in a panic. Morana was sure that Daniel would run home to see her own condition with his own eyes. # # # In a closed room, where this room is only reserved for VIP guests, Lucas was enjoying a cigar in his hand while supporting his feet on the table in a haughty manner. The puff of white smoke that came out from between his lips was a color that contrasted with the slightly dim atmosphere of the room, but in harmony with the ambience of the place. A woman in skimpy clothes accompanied Lucas beside him with her fake smile and looked cute with heavy makeup covering her face.

The cracks in its surface pulsed erratically, the red light dimming further. The marker let out a deep, resonant hum, and the shadows froze. Their forms wavered, their connection to the marker’s corruption weakening. Vivienne seized the opportunity, her dagger flashing as she dispatched the nearest shadow. “It’s working!” Crane said, his voice filled with relief. “The marker’s energy is stabilizing.” Emma focused harder, the relic’s light intensifying as she poured the balance’s energy into the marker. The cracks in its surface began to close, the red light replaced by a soft, steady glow. The shadows dissolved into wisps of darkness, their presence fading as the marker stabilized completely

The air between them was tense, charged with unspoken words. They assessed each other in silence, a quiet dance of scrutiny. The man’s expression slowly shifted, a flicker of doubt crossing his features. Finally, he spoke, voice laced with sarcasm. "Well not exactly who I was expecting to see." Dr. Collins’s gaze remained steady. “That makes two of us,” she replied coolly, a slight smile on her lips. He leaned back, eyes narrowing. “So, tell me about this maid… Joan, isn’t it? What’s her real name? How did you find her, and what exactly does she have on Maxwell and Caleb?”