Texarkana Moonlight Murders Novels & Stories

Just to make sure we’re all safe and sound. Mom: (reassuringly) Alright, I’ll pack my gear and head your way. Charlie: (smiling) Thanks, Mom. I knew I could count on you. Mom: (softly) Always. Just remember, the moon is full, and we’re stronger together. Charlie: Don't tell Dad… Yet Mom: Wouldn't dream of it kiddo. Love you. Charlie: Love you too “What did she mean when she said the moon is full and we’re stronger together?” Maya asked.

Lena, another message. “Second murder, same ice pick. Same MO, we need to talk. Now.” “Fuck,” Kane muttered, pulling on his pants. Rain hammered against the windows as a storm rolled in. Vera lit a cigarette, still naked, cum glistening on her full breasts. “Going back to your partner already?” Kane grabbed his shirt. “There was another killing tonight, same as Victor. I’m coming back here after I check it out and you’re going to tell me everything.”

“Better to have more than one tracker.” Connell looked at the jeep coming up the rough dirt road. He already knew it was Lucian and Pebbles. The call had seemed so strange, but now it made sense. Howling Moon stood beside him, waiting for the vampire to tell them what was going on. As they found a place to park, the two cops got out of the jeep. This was going to be an endless night. If they could get the scents and find the guys, then the murders would be over tonight. “Thanks for coming,” Lucian told them with a smile.

I dare say at this point that he is a serial killer and a psychopath and we must ask who is next on this horrendous murder spree of his. Before I am dragged for making such atrocious claims that I am charged with slander, I must invite you to take a stroll with me as I walk you through the events of August 9, 2010. It was unusually cold that night, it rained so heavily in Texas that day that news outlets reported we were witnessing climate change. We were not. But that night, Selena Eloise Gascon Schaumer would have her last breath stolen from her by the cold hands of her bum of a husband. She would die that night, leaving her daughter an orphan while a psychopath inherits the hundred-millio

She stood in front of his office door contemplating whether or not to enter until the door sprung open. "I thought I should help you make a decision." Major Daniels blurted out, walking back to his seat. "Sir, I-I'm sorry...about earlier..." "You shouldn't be sorry to me." He retorted and brought out a case file titled 'The Full Moon Serial Murder Case.' The file was named after the full moon because the murder always took place during the full moon just like two days back if not that this month's murder came a few hours earlier.

It was Valeria that spoke, Veronica was hiding behind her. "What is it?" "Come with me." Valeria walked to the kitchen and I followed behind her. But there was a missing floor board there. Is that what all this was about? A freaking floor board? "You guys need the floor board fixed?" "Look closely." Valeria told me. So I crouched and that was when I noticed it. Dried blood. And a really bad stench coming from the hole. "What happened here?" "We should be asking you that." Valeria's tone was sharp. "You brought us into this cabin."

Then, as suddenly as she came, she vanished into the trees, leaving behind only the scent of burning myrrh and fear. The accusations didn’t start right away. But they festered. Grew. Tharros began to distance himself, his once-lively humor dulled. Aunty May kept reaching into her cloak, gripping something I couldn’t see. Even Kiran and Lucien though united on the surface would exchange wary glances when they thought I wasn’t looking. I didn’t know who to trust. And I hated that. By the time we reached the threshold of the First Moon’s resting place a lunar crater carved into a mountainside the tension had reached a breaking point.

“When did you leave?” “I don’t know. It was getting late.” “Was anyone with you?” “I was.” Alec stepped forward. “She finished my back.” “Know anyone who would do this?” The detective asked. “No.” Then it hit me. It was an abstract moon. A midnight moon. As in the Midnight Moon Pack. Darin. “No...” I said as I took a step back in shock. “What was that?” The detective asked. “Colt. It was the Midnight Moon Pack. Look at the ink. It’s their logo.” I mind-linked Colt. He looked at it and frowned.

LYKOAN’S POV- “Tonight's the rodisiac full moon,” Tameka announced, looking up at me as I slowly descended the curved stairs. Kourtney and Lucidora flanked her sides in the living room. All their faces were solemn with concern. I had a plan for retribution on Boulderfist. It was perfect to do it now, but the moon's allure started to wreak havoc on my body and mind, rendering me angry, hot, and dangerously distracted. My blood roared for blood.

"Do you think this changes anything? You think exposing this saves anyone? There are a dozen more operations just like this one. You've won a battle, Maya. The war's still going." "Then we'll fight the war," Marcus said, getting to his feet and moving to Maya's side. His hand found hers, warm and solid. "One battle at a time." The state police flooded into the basement, and Maya finally lowered the gun, letting a female officer take it from her trembling hands. Sarah Chen was hauled to her feet, read her rights, and led away in handcuffs. The woman who'd terrorized Moonlight Cove from behind a badge, who'd murdered Eleanor Reeves to keep her quiet, who'd orchestrated dozens of cover-ups, was