All Chapters of Young master Xander's pet: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

"For the fifth time, Sir, I'm telling the truth. I'm innocent. I..I've been framed!"Roman found himself inside the police station. He couldn't remember how he got here, but he was informed he tramped into the station with a deceased lady in his arms. And his exact utterances were 'Save me'. Although he might be mad as a march hare or hysterical, or behave in a rather witty way, he knew not to bring a dead woman in his arms into a station. Besides, how was a dead woman placed in his arms? He didn't have the mind to kill one!He was framed."That wasn't what we saw, Mr. Kyp-""Roman Nightshade.""-Nightshade." The older officer rectified his sentence. He skimmed through the file on his desk and tilted his head back to Roman. "You ambled in here naked, at an ungodly hour with a bloody dead woman, your neighbor, who was parched of life and blood in your arms." He shut the file with his eyes tacked on the confused Roman and locked his fingers jointly. "What would you make out of that?"R

The light that took him home was the moonlight. He was grateful it hadn't reached the date of his dearth from the sky. He got to his apartment, and as the officer said, his apartment was untouched.He almost believed everything the officer said, that he killed the woman and the additional aspects of the story. Maybe the officer was right, maybe the bookstore was getting more and more into his head. But the new book he brought in yesterday was still on the table. He wasn't seeing things. He knew he came home last night, he knew he didn't have a reason to kill a woman. And he certainly wasn't that dumb to take her to the station.He positioned his torch on the table after switching it on. His apartment lost electrical power after an unusual storm, and it hadn't been restored. His room was unusually tidy and… different. He sat on his bed and skated his palm over his face. Everything transpiring appeared like a dream. Like he hadn't woken up from the dream he had last night.Falling onto

"You're a hunter?""Not really, unlike you I wasn't transferred here. I didn't read the book ignoring the warnings. I read the book knowing of its consequences. I was a curious lass, wanting to know more. I wanted to know if it was real, learn things beyond the natural world." She paused. "Being killed locks you here partially forever, so I had to do what I do best to survive. To kill not to be killed. To hunt. To reduce the number of bloodsuckers, and unknowingly it had a reward." She smiled. "I couldn't be a moonlight slave because I know what I was getting myself into."Despite everything said, only one hit his head hard. "I was transferred?!"The woman shot him a muddled look. "Weren't you naked when you woke?""Yeah, but that's… you saw me naked." Realization drew to him."I had to keep you alive.""If I was transferred, I wouldn't need saving.""This is Moonmare, foreigner, if you die with a lost limb, you'll be reborn or transferred here with a limb missing, with the same pain

A squishing sound was heeded as moonlight enveloped the sky. The percolated sound of the night waft tolled like ghouls as they passed by with malice.Roman wandered around the building as he shut the windows with a little torch clasped around his fingers. This was his everyday routine before departing the bookstore. As boring as it chimed, he treasured it.Before he vacated the entrance, his mind went back to the fresh books brought in today. He wanted to fetch some home and read for the night. Books were fortes that kept him company in his hush little residence.He hadn't stowed them on the rack yet, since the books were confiscated into a chamber ticketed 'Do not enter'. He wondered why some books were retained and harbored there. Books were hinted to be showcased, not concealed like ilks of treacherous makings.He tugged out a bunch of keys from his pocket and fiddled for the fitting key. As he clogged the key into the lock, the door made a peculiar sound before unfurling. The roo

"His disappearance was untraceable. It seemed he was helping a larger system," Simon announced. He strode nearer to Dominic and resumed, "All the souls he gathered for Mrs. Hamish were duplicates, unknown to her." He paused his speech, "Hunting him might guide us to our goal, don't you think?"Dominic waited. He thought for an instant, "I think it's time to stop by an old friend." He said, and Simon turned his head. It was dark, so Dominic took a cloak and stepped out of the room.___"The officials aren't performing their duties? What's the use of keeping them?!" An irritated voice yelled. The shivering young man before him could only nod his head as he strived to avoid the wrath which wasn't ceasing anytime shortly."Make sure awful reports don't show themselves, now go and correct them." The young man nodded instantly and recklessly walked out of the door.A few seconds laterThe door opened."Better make sure those reports are corrected before entering, 'cause if not-""Still hot-