Mysterious Lotus Casebook Novels & Stories

This person wasn’t that straightforward. "Hmm?" For a brief moment, the three thousand loti in his body froze. Alex looked inward. To his horror, he discovered that the Dark Demonic Lotus had appeared spontaneously without his summoning. It floated above the three thousand loti like a leisurely young woman with a certain mood and posture. "There's a familiar odor here!" Alex said in shock as the Dark Demonic Lotus opened its mouth. Alex halted and inquired, "What a familiar smell." "The smell of a b*tch," said the Dark Demonic Lotus.

Sera clamped her hands over her ears, sobbing uncontrollably. Just then, his brother arrived, breathless. He hesitated, then said quietly, “Don… I have to tell you something.” “You told me to switch the slip like every year… But I didn’t. The one I left on the table was Irene’s name.” Adrian went dead white. “Then how the hell did it become a blank slip again?” His brother swallowed hard. “I’ve thought about it for days. I still have no explanation… And I was afraid to tell you...”

Each petal was marred by grotesque, face-like patterns. Eight of the petals were fully open, but the ninth remained a menacing bud, poised to unleash its darkness. The trio in the room were stunned. Sasha was as pure as a lily. Now, she carried an air of a seductive cult priestess. The contrast between purity and sensuality, coupled with her coy demeanor, was a fatal attraction to men. “Nine Phantom Lotus… It’s the legendary Nine Phantom Lotus!” hot with emotions, Holfman said in fear. Taken aback, June asked, “Are you saying that the lotus on Sasha’s black is the extraordinary variety, rumored to grow in the depths of the abyss?”

They were ancient, so he was not able to recognize them. “What is this, Ms. Custodian?” James was confused. The custodian waved her hand, causing the crisscrossing light rays and ancient scriptures to disappear. A black lotus flower giving off a black glow appeared before them. “This is a Demonic Lotus.” The custodian looked at the black lotus before them. The lotus was three meters wide and had nine petals. The petals let off a faint black glow from within them. James questioned, “What is this Demonic Lotus?”

"I need to ask you about something." She sipped her tea, waiting. "I found a book. In the special section." He hesitated, then slid it onto the table between them—Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The wolfskin cover gleamed dully under the café’s warm light. Alice’s brows lifted slightly, but she didn’t reach for it. "And?"

If Sophie wasn’t here, where could she be? One of the officers stepped forward, inspecting a nearby table cluttered with old crates and scraps of metal. “There are fresh footprints here,” the officer said, crouching to examine them closely. “And these are leading out the back.” Lucien’s heart skipped. "Back door. Let’s go."

CHAPTER TWO BETTY'S POV It was as if a stranger had overtaken her body. She had convinced herself that she must endure his possession, she revelled in his touch, in every kiss, in every mind-stealing caress. She felt her senses widen, expanding like a frail spring blossom beneath the heat of a noonday sun, opening to welcome him….. But only him. With a helpless little moan, she caught his dark head in her hands, as if to keep him there and capture that exclusive pleasure forever.

She told him she had erased the memory of their conversation on the balcony. Lixue searched again for the headless person as she turned away from her stepsisters. She didn’t restart time immediately and even saw her father move away from her stepmother. “Dad, I can’t see him we need to touch him before he dies,” Lixue said, leaving her father to continue searching. Inside the grand hotel, Lixue scanned everyone no evil spirits were attempting to possess ordinary people. She gave a piercing look to anyone who violated her spiritual rules. She also investigated who among Bernard Arnault’s family, relatives, or business partners harbored deep grudges.

Surprisingly, the door opened without any resistance and officer Hillary watched as she walked in slowly, like someone in a trance. He began to run to his friend at once, eager to save her from whatever was drawing her inside. He doubted this was going to end well for either of them. Once inside, he was met with some eerie ominous music that sounded very odd to his ears. Officer Hilary looked around for the source of the ominous music but he could not find a visible record player. All he could find were various colors of candles arranged in a semi-circle around a graven image that looked like something cut out from one of Michelangelo's works. He was not sure which one exactly it was. Michel

She scoured ancient texts and scrolls, searching for any hint of forgotten power or hidden strength. Hours passed, and Lola's eyes burned from reading by candlelight. Just as she was about to give up, she stumbled upon a dusty, leather-bound tome. The title faded, but she could make out the words "Beast of Gévaudan." Her heart raced as she flipped through the pages, reading about an ancient and powerful creature that once terrorized the lands. The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost.