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Juliette pouted. 🎶 "Hey, Lucas!" "Hey, thanks for coming." Lucas smiled nervously. "It's nothing," Felicia smiled back. "So what do you want me for?" "You said that you were the one who found me that night." Felicia nodded, "Do you perhaps remember that place?" "Yeah, it was next to a nightclub called Nocturne." "Can we go there? I still don't know much about the city." Felicia stared at him, not sure about what to do. "Are you sure? Do you really wanna go there?" she asked with a worried tone.

In public, at least. His eyes traveled up to the clock on the wall- it was now nearing ten and he was very much hoping all that parade of fake smiles would end soon, so he could go spend the rest of the night in another company. Which meant- very far from the Hither end of Portland Place, where the wealthy circles gathered. Callum could find what he was looking for only somewhere in London's East End. "You don't seem to be enjoying your meal, Lord Callum." The quiet, gentle voice coming from his left said. "Is the dessert not per your taste?"

Strange, where could they have gone? I remembered seeing Veronica's name on the duty roster. As the night shift manager, I decided to give her a call. It took her a while to answer. "Hello, Veronica, why didn't you come for the night shift?" Panting heavily, Veronica replied, "Lan… Landon, I... I'll be there soon. Ahh!" "Veronica, are you all right?" Her voice sounded as if she was being abused. Could it be Dr. McCartney? It was just a guess.

In the privacy of the bathroom, with the door securely locked behind me, I read the note. 11pm tonight. In the courtyard gardens. Near the peonies.

"I can't have anything with this good man." "Why do you look so worried is everything okay with you?" Siaasked after noticing that Selene had really not smiled ever since she entered her room. "I can't let go of what happened that night. I have been restless ever since. I have gone back to that field but he didn't show up." "Excuse me? You went back to what field." Sia asked her. She couldn't understand why Selene kept bringing up the one-night stand. Why was it called a one-night stand again?

I snatched it up and handed it to him, watching with held breath as he unfolded the page. His eyes skimmed Nunzia’s neat handwriting for several seconds before he hummed, “As it turns out, Elias is not at the castle. Word has it he’s planning on visiting the Underground tomorrow night.” I frowned, “The Underground?” Azrael leaned in, his lips curling into a smile. “Think of it as a magical nightclub.” “You mean brothel,” Amora purred. “Oh, lovely.” I sighed, “We’re going to another brothel.”

"And!?" "And what?" Noelle and I were taking our break outside Open Palms, near the decrepit picnic table hidden behind a blown generator sanitation refused to get. Noelle pressed her Black Magic Woman clove cigarettes to pine green lips, blowing to the side so the smoke would remain downwind of me. "Come on, Ronnie. Don't play me like that. You met Cibola royalty last night! Like an actual goddamn vigilante as cryptid as cryptids get! And you're not going to tell me what the favor was? I thought we were friends!"

I started panicking, my heart pounding with each passing second. Then, Sarah's loud voice pierced through the silence, "Guys, come quick! I found something!" We rushed to the kitchen, where Sarah was pointing at a note that had been stabbed into the wall with a knife. The sight sent a chill down my spine. It was a ransom note from the looks of it. Theo removed the knife from the wall and held the note in his other hand. "What is it?" Sarah asked. He begins reading it, "If you want the old hag back, meet me at the Meldam Road, 2pm."

Countless shelves lined with weathered books and scrolls stretched into the distance, promising untold secrets and forgotten wisdom. They made their way through the labyrinthine aisles, their eyes scanning the titles and searching for any mention of Lycans or black magic. Dust danced in the rays of sunlight that filtered through stained glass windows, lending an ethereal quality to their journey. Finally, they discovered a section dedicated to ancient legends and forbidden knowledge. The books here were wrapped in worn leather, their pages delicate and yellowed with age. Rey's fingers traced the spines until they settled upon a tome titled "The Chronicles of Shadows: Unveiling the Secrets of

The young vampires would kill her before she could even get the information she needs. She was about to resign to her fate when an idea struck her and she stood up from her seat. She did so forcefully that the chair fell with a loud noise. She quickly picked it up and prayed the Watch-wolves didn’t hear it. When she didn’t hear approaching footstep, she sighed in relief and smiled at her genius idea. The nightwalkers do everything at night, they school at night and feed at night. So maybe, if she goes to their school in mid afternoon when the sun is at its peak, she could successfully find their history book and come home with it.