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________________ Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers, Welcome to the enthralling world of Shadows in the Night: Secrets of the Howling Heart🌙✨ As an author, crafting this tale has been a journey through the captivating city of Bucharest, where the ordinary and the supernatural converge, and destinies entwine amidst the enchanting allure of mystery and love. Get ready to dive into a world where mystery and the unexpected walk hand in hand. This story unfolds in the captivating streets of Bucharest, where every corner holds secrets, every alley whispers untold tales, and every character is a puzzle waiting to be solved.

Ever since I was young, I knew that my parents' work was unique. My father was a detective who had solved many major cases, while my mother was a forensic artist who was capable of finding clues from the victim's bones. Together, they solved numerous cases. Their most famous one was the White Bone Case five years ago. It was a case about a criminal gang who abducted and killed homeless people before using their bones to smuggle drugs. Since these were real human bones, they could easily avoid being caught by claiming these bones as medical materials.

"This…this Claw City Park was ripped out of magic. We lost many battles over centuries and the stars that shone brightly over the sky seized. The Alphas over the century thought of a way to tackle it, they came up with the idea of banishing Kayla's children, they took them the piece of high value, your urn. They took all that they beared and hadn't stepped their feet on this soil, they were cursed out of our world entirely. Kayla's descendants, they do not dwell with us.” “He's right.” The door opened up, Three familiar faces stepped in. “Dad,” Rose hauled to her feet, I released the man under my spell. He groaned loudly, as he laid motionless, I left him to suffer the pains. I healed his so

He was solid and unmoving, and his strength was amazing. "When it comes to my streets, everything is my business." Her gaze expanded. "Your streets...?" Then she realized. The rumors. The whispers of the man who dominated the criminal underworld of the city. Vincenzo Falcone. Her blood turned to ice. "You are—" "Vincenzo Falcone," he said, finishing, his gaze still on hers. “Answer me now. Whom are you running from?” Sienna glanced down the alley, where her father's thugs were still after her. They were getting closer, and she could hear them shouting in the distance. Her words were, "It doesn't matter."

I stated honestly and watched as the wheels turned in his head before he nodded. The truck continued to zoom through the streets heading in a different direction than we had on our last assignment. The aim being that we get there as quickly as possible we didn't even slow as we passed groups of the dead, groups that seemed to be more frequent and larger in quantity than we had seen last time out. “We're close to the city here.” Bubble stated breaking the silence. “The dead linger here more than in the smaller neighbourhoods. We'll be past the worst of it soon this is just the most direct route.”

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

My one choice would decide the fate of this island. I felt a strange feeling holding me and could hear the screams. It was a calling. Someone was begging me for help. Tugging at my hair, I peeked inside the book. In Pages, a lady seemed to be working on a design with her child wrapped against her back. The little one with shiny eyes was dreaming while holding her mom tightly. I could feel the warmth of her smile. Nerves get on me when I put my hand on the page. The light penetrated my body. Within moments, I felt a drastic change in my surroundings.

My jaws clench down and the beast inside claw to be let out, wanting to end this bloodsucker. "I'm not one of these bloodsuckwalks you will watch your fucking mouth when speaking to me." My teeth elongate and my facial bones slightly start to shift, thinking about shifting and ripping his head off. I don't give a damn who or what he is he will not talk to me as if I'm beneath him.

If the Soulbone Imprint was what they thought it was—an ancient power that could awaken the spirits of her ancestors—then it would be at Greywatch Spire, hidden behind layers of lies and military fortifications. As they reached the outskirts of the city, the familiar low hum of magic in the air grew stronger, as if the very land was alive with it. The city, with its walls and guards, felt like a cage. Out here, in the snow-covered wilderness, the world felt open—wild, unpredictable.

I jumped out of bed to see what was wrong and there it was, before me. There was blood on our bed, real blood and I was bleeding from my nose as well. I reached out to the blood on the bed with my finger and touched it. " This is not from me," she said, referring to the breaking of her hymen. This blood was different, it was much and even thicker. " Your nose," she pointed at my nose. " It's not your business" I fired back at her. She has no right to ask me about that. I touched the blood again, this time, I reacted to it, it felt like a shock, then my heart began to hurt really bad.