Mysterious Lotus Casebook Novels & Stories

“You might be right! I don’t know what the hell we’re going to do! Happy?!” The chamber fell silent again. Dust floated lazily through golden shafts of torchlight. Then, slowly, Lizzi reached into her cargo pocket. “I was going to show you guys this earlier…” She pulled out a bronze medallion, palm-sized and weathered, its surface etched with a precise, deliberate pattern. A labyrinth. Not just a symbol. A map. Sean stared at it, the breath caught in his chest. Jessica leaned closer, eyes narrowing. “What is it?” she asked.

“Mr., I’ve thought of this possibility before, but after exhausting every method, I can’t find the damaged section in the intestine. Mr., how did you locate it?” However, Tyr answered impatiently, “I’m in a hurry. Let me see the seven-petal lotus.” “Sure. I’ll bring it over right now.” Old Halbert hurried to the medicine vault and took out the seven-petal lotus. Upon seeing the seven-petal lotus, the weight on Tyr’s chest was finally lifted. The seven-petal lotus looked quite similar to Paris polyphylla except it was in dark gold color. Of the seven golden petals, there were only four left. The other three might have been consumed by Heather previously.

Before he walked in, Caspian noticed a jade booklet on top of the counter. As Caspian approached the jade booklet, he noticed a faint glow on its surface. Although it was glistening on the top, it was forming neat letters. Nonetheless, despite being able to read the words, Caspian could not tell what the content was. Since Caspian already knew the Tower of Life's mystery, he did not panic when he met such a situation. Instead, as usual, Caspian directly pressed onto the jade booklet. In that instant, Caspian felt waves after waves of messages surging into his brain like rays of light. Soon, they were imprinted in his mind.

Lotus mentioned, putting his fingers below his chin as if he was thinking deeply while he keeps on running. He has a point. Among us all, Lotus is probably the smartest here because of his Mind Magic. He has the ultimate power of the mind. He can manipulate emotions, inflict pain to someone and even cause illusions to his target. Wait, Mind Magic? Did he lost his memories, too? If Archmaster put a Memory Concealer upon him, he might have discovered it already. Or still, he hasn’t? He acts like he knows nothing about Mother Arianna so maybe he hasn't known it yet. Or he has not noticed it yet that Archmaster casted a spell upon him to seal his memories.

He didn’t have to worry about facing the wrath of that twisted diabolical man. The old master opened the wooden box as everyone was distracted and peered inside the box; on the red velvety surface was a pure white snow lotus, emitting a rather rich spiritual energy. The smell was enough to waken the spiritual guardian who was on his last leg. The old master didn’t waste any time as he placed his hand on the lotus and closed his eyes to absorb the spiritual energy.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

Which still leaves the million dollar question unanswered how did they bring in a corpse and drag out two 6’3 foot men out of this damn hotel without anyone realising? “Justin, please stop by the hospital, check with Dr Adams if the autopsy report is ready.” I said to Justin in the elevator on the way down to the lobby, Justin’s face lit up at the mention of Dr Adams, talk about a crush. Driving back to my apartment went by in a blur, I had been back in my study, going through more files when my phone started to ring “Talk to me Justin.” I said while putting my phone on speaker, “There’s an identical cutlery set being sold in an antique store here in Seattle, do you want to check it out or s

Curiosity took hold of me and pushed me forward towards the black lotus in the middle of the garden. Any normal lotus grew in an aquatic environment, but this lotus grew on dry, rocky ground. The garden had this sweet-smelling fragrance hanging in the air and a dark, unrecognizable scent backing it up. It felt like the garden was a two-in-one garden. With two different scents, flowers, soils, and aura, anyone could sense the mystery and strangeness. Killian knew this too, yet he acted like I was talking gibberish when I talked about mysteries.

Neither did he leave my hand in front of the guards. It seemed like my mysterious lover was no more mysterious to anyone now! But one thing was still nagging in my mind. 'Saira and Jacob? How could they work together without killing each other?' . The End So, finally, this book has come to an end. Last but not least, thank you so much, readers, who spent their precious time and money reading this book. Please do give the same love and support to my other books as well. Since English is not my first language, please forgive me for the mistakes. Please rate my work by giving your precious reviews.