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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 17 - The Verdict
Selena’s mind is a whirlwind of emotions, but one thing is clear—she’s in way over her head. This isn’t just about Demika or Charmaine anymore. This is about her, about them, and the dangerous path they’re both treading.“Wilson…” she starts, but he cuts her off with another kiss, more urgent this time, as if he’s trying to drown out the doubts in her mind.She responds in kind, her hands tangling in his hair as she gives in to the emotions she’s been fighting for so long. This is madness, but it’s a madness that consumes her, that pulls her under until she’s drowning in it.When they break apart again, Wilson’s expression is fierce, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that makes her knees weak.“You belong to me, Selena,” he says, his voice rough with emotion. “Whether you want to admit it or not, you’re mine.”His words send a thrill through her, a heady mix of fear and exhilaration. She knows she should push him away, should fight the pull he has on her, but she can’t. She do
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 18 - The Execution
The execution ground is a somber place, hidden deep within the woods that encircle the Redbone pack’s territory. Ancient trees loom overhead, their twisted branches casting long shadows that dance on the ground like specters. The air is thick with anticipation, the kind that makes the skin prickle and the heart race. It is a place where blood has been spilled for centuries, where justice—or what passes for it in this brutal world—has been meted out without mercy.The council members gather in a semicircle around the clearing, their faces etched with a mix of solemnity and grim resolve. Alpha Wilson, the undisputed leader of the Redbone pack, stands at the center, his presence commanding and unyielding. His broad shoulders are draped in a cloak of dark fur, a symbol of his dominion, and his eyes, a piercing shade of greenish gold, scan the assembly with an intensity that brooks no challenge.Beside him stands Jason Wayde, his right-hand man and executioner. Jason is a formidable figure
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 19 - Retribution
Alpha Wilson raises his hand, the signal that the execution is to begin. The clearing falls silent, the only sound is the rustling of leaves in the wind. Jason steps forward, his eyes locked on the Omega, his blade gleaming in the dim light. The Omega does not flinch, does not beg for mercy. He stands tall, his chest heaving with labored breaths, his eyes fixed on Selena.“Retribution is a blade forged in the fires of justice, yet wielded by the hands of those with patience and precision. It is not the frenzied slash of revenge, but the calculated strike that waits in the shadows, allowing time to sharpen its edge. True retribution is not blind, but rather it sees with clarity the scales of wrongs and rights, balancing them with an even hand. It is a force that does not seek to merely satisfy the thirst for vengeance, but to restore the equilibrium that was disturbed. It knows that in the act of retribution, the lesson lies not only for the one who receives the blow but also for the o
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 20 - Ambivalence
But before the Omega can reach her, a blur of movement streaks across the clearing. Valentine, moving with the preternatural speed of his kind, intercepts the Omega in mid-air. The impact is brutal, the force of it sending the Omega crashing to the ground. Valentine doesn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, he rips the Omega apart, his strength far surpassing that of any werewolf.The clearing falls into stunned silence, the air thick with the scent of blood. The Omega’s body lies in pieces on the ground, his final move thwarted in the blink of an eye. Valentine stands over the remains, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes still dark with the intensity of the moment.Selena is frozen in place, her mind reeling from the suddenness of it all. She stares at Valentine, her heart pounding in her chest, a mixture of shock and relief flooding through her. He had saved her life—there is no doubt about that. But the violence of his actions, the sheer power he had displayed, leaves her breath
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 21 - The Aftermath
The night hangs heavy over Clovis City, a shroud of darkness pierced only by the faint glimmers of light from distant windows. The air is thick with the scent of blood, the memory of violence still fresh, lingering like a specter over the town. Justice has been served, but the cost of that justice echoes in the hearts of those who remain.In the Robinson household, the atmosphere is tense. Mrs. Robinson, her hands trembling, paces the length of the living room, her mind racing with thoughts of the day’s events. Mr Robinson sits in silence, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames in the fireplace. The Omega’s execution, the swift and brutal end delivered by Valentine’s hands, plays over and over in their minds, each memory more vivid than the last.“Why attack Selena?” Mrs. Robinson whispers, breaking the silence that has settled between them like a suffocating blanket. “I think there’s a conspiracy somewhere… someone is after her life.” Her voice is thin, almost fragile, as though it
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 22 - The Percys
Across town, in the stately mansion that the Percys call home, Dr. Percy Adams sits in his study, his mind far from the present. The events of the day have stirred old memories, long buried beneath centuries of careful control. He stares out the window, his thoughts drifting back to a time when his family was hunted, when survival was a daily battle.His wife, Maria, enters the room silently, her presence grounding him in the here and now. She moves to his side, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?” she asks softly, her voice a soothing balm to his troubled thoughts.Percy nods, his gaze still distant. “She was our closest ally,” he says, his voice tinged with sadness. “But she let the hunger consume her. I couldn’t save her.”Maria’s hand tightens on his shoulder, a silent show of support. “You saved us,” she reminds him. “And that’s what matters.”He turns to look at her, his eyes filled with centuries of pain and regret. “But at what cost?”
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 23 - Vampyre - The Origin
The night air of Clovis City was thick with a sense of foreboding. The scent of pine and damp earth filled the atmosphere, mingling with the subtle undertones of fear that had permeated the city since the arrival of the vampyres. It was a night like any other, yet it carried with it the weight of centuries of secrecy, danger, and the eternal dance between life and death.Dr. Percy Adam, a man who defied time itself, stood at the edge of the city’s forest, gazing into the dense darkness as if searching for something long lost. His face, handsome and eerily serene, betrayed no emotion, but his mind raced with memories of distant lands and the countless lives he had lived.Garten Eden in Zurich was their final sanctuary, a haven where the distinguished vampyres of true nobility sought refuge after fleeing their ancestral home in Falaise—the birthplace of William the Conqueror, the first Vampire, the Original, and the progenitor of them all. Falaise, a fortified town crowned with a formid
Last Updated : 2024-08-13The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 24 - Migration
The Percy family was not alone in their quest for a new home. Four other vampyre families, each with their own dark histories and burdens, had also sought refuge in Clovis City. They had once lived in relative harmony in the secluded mountains of Switzerland, far from the prying eyes of humanity. But, like the Percys, they had been driven from their homes by the growing suspicions of the mortal world.These families, unlike the Percys, struggled with the temptation of human blood. It was a constant battle, one that many of them had lost more than once. Yet, under Percy’s guidance, they had managed to curb their darker impulses—at least for the time being. Clovis City had become their last hope, a place where they could start anew under the protection of an unspoken truce between the werewolves and the lone vampyre who had earned their respect.The leader of the other newcomers was Anton Vladimirovich, a vampyre of noble Russian descent. He was a formidable figure, tall and broad-shoul
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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 131 - The Ultimate Battle
The battlefield is alive with pandemonium—a riot of sound and fury that consumes the empyrean red day. Blood scents the air like a profane incense, mingling with the acrid tang of adrenaline and the metallic resonance of clashing steel. Above it all, the cloud-quilted sun hangs like a sinister overseer, its effulgent glow casting distorted shadows across the combatants as though mocking their mortal toil.Wilson is a maelstrom, his pugnacious spirit personified in every fluid motion of claw and fang. "This is it!" he shouts over the cacophony, his urban bravado slicing through the chaos. "You came looking for a fight, and old man, did you find one!"The wolves of Clovis surge forward, their snarls harmonizing into a primal symphony of aggression. Among them, Jason cuts through the ranks like a living weapon, his combative ferocity unmatched as he tears into William’s vampyric vanguard. "Keep it tight, people!" Jason bellows, his tone laced with urgency and grit. "We don’t let these le
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 130 - Primus Vocanelia
The execution arena lies shrouded beneath an oppressive, tenebrous sky, the air thick with an empyrean cacophony of impending doom. The battleground, once a verdant expanse, now reeks of bloodlust and imminent death.Torrents of malevolent energy seem to converge here, twisting the atmosphere into a grotesque theater for the clash of titanic wills.Selena stands among her comrades, her hybrid senses hyper-aware of the electrifying tension seeping into the marrow of her bones. The sheer gravity of this confrontation sets her heart pounding, a tempestuous drumbeat in her chest.She scans the opposition, her eidetic memory recalling every cursed detail from Demika's prophetic vision. Yet, seeing the Dark King himself—William the Conqueror—in the flesh is something else entirely.He stands at the forefront of his legion, an effulgent figure of eldritch horror. His ornate armor glints in the dim light, etched with runes of ancient malice. Around him, his progeny—a sybaritic collection of p
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 129 - Moment of Truth
Wilson moves with a quiet purpose, pouring them each a drink. The amber liquid swirls in the glasses, catching the soft light and reflecting the warmth that now lingers between them.He sets the glasses on the table before settling into the chair across from her, his gaze steady but softened. Selena, her towel wrapped tightly around her as if it could shield her from the weight of what comes next, takes her seat opposite him.The desk between them feels symbolic, a battlefield turned meeting ground. It had borne witness to the fiery collision of their desires, and now it would serve as the platform for the conversation they could no longer avoid. Wilson's eyes meet hers, the intensity of his gaze a reminder of the bond they have forged.Selena takes a slow sip of her drink, the liquid burning a trail down her throat, grounding her in the moment. She sets the glass down, her fingers tracing its rim as she gathers her thoughts.For weeks, she had run from this confrontation, her heart h
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 128 - The Inferno Within
The tension in the air is almost suffocating, like the weight of storm clouds about to burst, as Selena approaches the towering gates of the Redbone Pack House. The building looms in the golden twilight, a monument of authority and history.Her steps falter for a moment, her hybrid instincts warring between flight and the undeniable pull of her bond with Alpha Wilson. She tightens her resolve. Two weeks of hiding had led to this moment, and there was no turning back.Inside, Wilson buries himself in a mountain of documents sprawled across his oak desk, the weight of leadership pressing heavily on his broad shoulders. His mind, however, is far from the affairs of the pack… a picture of barely restrained chaos. Piles of documents litter his desk—each one a distraction he has tried to sink himself in to help manage his emotional turmoil.His thoughts circle back to Selena with frustrating regularity, the woman who had invaded every fiber of his being, only to vanish without explanation.
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 127 - The Continuum
The soft knock at the cottage door rouses Demika from the depths of her trance, her heart racing as she emerges from the haze of memories—memories not her own, yet as vivid and haunting as any she has ever known.Morning light seeps in, streaking the dim room with harsh lines that cut through the shadows, marking the end of her night of revelation. She blinks at the sunlight with a slight start, realizing, only now, that she has been suspended in the remnants of the past for hours. Selena’s voice reaches her ears, carrying both worry and curiosity."Demi… Demika," Selena says, pushing the door open and stepping inside. She stops, eyes widening as she takes in her friend, studying her with a blend of disbelief and awe. “You look... different.”A faint smirk tugs at the corner of Demika’s lips. “I am different,” she says quietly, her voice carrying an edge of something ancient, something foreign. “You have no idea.”Selena glances over her shoulder as Chloe enters, her expression one of
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 126 - Toying with the Past
The witching hour wraps Clovis City in a cloak of shadows, its darkness laced with whispers of secrets and spells unspoken. Within the flickering light of her grandmother’s old cottage, Demika sits, her eyes gleaming with the fervor of a newfound obsession. Power—a current now thrumming through her veins like molten metal—spills over her senses, intoxicating, consuming. She yearns to explore its limits, to delve deeper into the legacy left in her blood, one that has made her the most formidable in her lineage. Tonight, her thirst for mastery borders on ravenous; no knowledge, no spell, no secret can escape her.But first, she indulges in a bit of mischief. Her curiosity drifts to Chloe, her love interest, and she murmurs an incantation under her breath, fingers tracing arcane symbols in the air. She plunges herself into the past, her spirit slicing through the veil of time, her consciousness landing centuries ago.She arrives to find a silver-haired, pint-sized vampire toddling unstea
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 125 - The Legacy
The days bleed into one another in a dim cadence of restless hours and unbroken silence, with Demika hidden away in the secluded corners of Minama’s cottage. The air within these walls is thick, a heavy shroud of mourning still tinged with Granny Minama’s spirit, even though her presence now lingers as only shadows and echoes.Demika clings to her solitude like a lifeline, guarding it fiercely within the shadows of Granny Minama’s cottage. This sanctuary, thick with ancestral whispers and cloaked in twilight, is her one remaining tether to the world before her transformation.Her days bleed into nightfall, melting into each other as she consumes herself with a single focus: to probe the surge of power that crashed into her like a tempest the night her grandmother’s body was lowered into the earth. This power is unlike anything she has ever felt—ancient, electric, and dangerous, thrumming beneath her skin like a pulse with its own fierce will.By the muted glow of candlelight, Demika l
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 124 - Impetus Potentiae
Loneliness is a silent architect, building castles of solitude in the minds of those who wander without tether. Identity is a dance of masks, but in crisis, the mask slips, revealing not clarity but a fog, as if one were peering through glass, shattered and smeared. However, to lose oneself is not to wander; it is to walk through a foreclosure of one’s own soul, each familiar landmark of self closing its doors with a hollow thud. But solitude is the truest mirror, a place where whispers echo louder than the clamors of a crowd, where silence is the only faithful companion. In the heart’s quiet corridors, the comfort of isolation mingles with a cold draft of longing, one that no borrowed company can fill. Like a shadow dancing in one’s periphery, a fractured sense of belonging haunts the fringes of an empty room. And yet, perhaps loneliness is the sculptor, and solitude the chisel, whittling away the superfluous to reveal the form beneath. Some seek company to escape it; others confro
The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 123 - Shadowed Returns
The night drapes itself in a humid cloak, thick and cloying, clinging to every surface and casting a fremescent tension that prickles the skin as Jason waits in the dim warmth of his apartment. After the long, solemn hours of Granny Minama's funeral, he can still feel the weight of Wilson’s directive pressing upon him, a derisive whisper urging him to slip the truth from Gabrielle without alerting her to his intent. The assignment is deceptively simple, yet Jason knows the fine line he walks: one misstep, one hint of calculation, and her walls will go up.She arrives just past midnight, her silhouette framed by the streetlight outside before stepping into the flickering glow of his candlelit living room. Shadows dance along cluttered shelves, over worn furniture, and around the dark corners of the room, painting an almost ominous scene. Jason greets her with a kiss, his hand grazing her cheek as their eyes meet, hers soft and trusting, unknowing of his hidden purpose.In that moment,
