Novel & Cerita Fiona Haunting Ground

Fiona was dragged into the dungeons. She noticed that they had injected something in Finlay and the toddler was now unconscious. Her mind was in panic mode as gazillions of thoughts raced through her mind. Who was this person dragging her? He was too powerful to be a human? The person who was carrying Finn in his arms in front of her was a guard. Was there a mole in the mansion? To Fiona's shock, the guard pressed a brick, and a secret passage opened through the wall as she was dragged in it.

She walks through the bushes and leaves Crescent Moon behind, the half full moon casting bright light along her path until she reached a well hidden cottage behind the woods. She talks gently on the door and it flew open at once. She carefully takes steps inside, ready for any form of danger. "You need not fear, child," I voice said from the darkness "I know exactly why you were here." The voice is fear instilling but instead of cowering in fear, Fiona stepped fully inside confidently. "I am here to see Graziella," Fiona said "the resurrected witch."

Lucian took advantage, rolling out from under her and kicking up at her stomach. The impact sent her stumbling back. Lucian bolted. Fiona cursed, pushing through the pain. She wasn’t letting him get away. She sprinted after him, boots pounding against the marble floor. The estate was vast, with high ceilings and corridors that twisted in confusing patterns. But Fiona had memorized the layout from Marcus’s schematics. Lucian made a sharp turn down a side hallway, heading toward a stairwell leading to the underground levels. Fiona followed, closing the distance.

The sky split open. A tremor rolled through the forest, and dozens—no, hundreds—of glowing-eyed, shadow-bound spirits clawed their way out of the ground around them. Twisted vampire souls, pulled from the nether. “Cheyenne!” Charlie bellowed. “Protect the line!” Cheyenne didn’t hesitate. “Tora, time to nuke some bitches!” “Already on it!” Tora spun midair, inhaled, and let loose a firestorm that turned half the battlefield into glass.

“Of course. You need a place to start over, and I need someone to keep this house alive. We’re helping each other, aren’t we?” Was that really all he wanted? It sounded too perfect to be true. But I couldn’t refuse. I approached the piano, my fingers trembling as they touched the first keys. In an instant, the world around me faded, leaving only me and the notes flowing through my heart. The melody felt like an escape—from regret, guilt, fear of the future, and the mystery surrounding the man behind me. ***** Orion’s POV I watched her from a distance, listening to the soft melody flowing from the piano. She played a song I’d never heard before, but I knew it came from her heart. Azalea was a

The winds also brought death, killing off some of the leaves on the branches and they fell off to join their companions on the forest floor. Looking for a way out of this repelling environment, I saw Philomena cat-walking on the bush path not far away, her buttocks shaking beneath a short jigida that covered from her waist down to her knees. It was the colour of an overripe orange. A piece of the same wrapper was tied around her full breasts. A clay water pot was balanced on her head. “Philo!” I yelled in excitement. What is she doing here? Where is she going to? I wondered.

What are you taking me for? Lacey chortled out loud. She covered her nose and took a few steps backward, keeping a fair distance away from him. "You can think whatever you want, but we're through. And you should stop bothering me again." In my past life, Xavier had been very easily swayed by Lacey and convinced to help her throw me off the roof to my death. It was obvious that he was simply obsessed and even infatuated with her. So, in this life, of course, he also wasn't going to take her flimsy excuse to break up.

One of a kind. "Apparently Luna has the capability to nullify the effect of any poison. That means he can’t be killed by poisoning. His body has an automatic defence system that will block the poison to enter the system. But it seems like the poison was fatal enough that it put Luna unconscious for two days. He is fine now. All poison has been passed out of his system. Take it as his own power. But. I request to keep it a secret. We can’t let anyone know.

He couldn't fail. He set down on the balcony of Brent's penthouse. The goblin had slid the doors open and stood there grinning, his fangs dripping with saliva. His large ears twitched and his long, bony fingers flexed into fists. "Feckin' gargoyle. Come at me." Fiona lay at the goblin's feet. She wasn't moving. Declan could still feel her so she wasn't dead. He must have drugged her. "Fiona? Love? Wake up."