All Chapters of Resurrection: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Adrian Peters sat in his car and watched the house. The house he was watching belonged to Marrick Goldman. He had lived in that house for seventeen years with his wife, Susan, and their four children. The children were Jackson, age fourteen, Rupert, age twelve, Sumari, age nine and Kyle, age five.Adrian had been watching the blissfully unaware family for two weeks now. He had learned that Susan was a homemaker. She took the children to school, to activities, to playdates. She did all the grocery shopping while Marrick left for work at seven am, came home for lunch at noon, returned to work and came home at five pm.They led a relatively normal, boring life. The children played outside in the garden and rode bicycles with the other children from the neighborhood. Susan had a book club every Tuesday afternoon from three to four pm, when the three older kids were at karate practice, and the youngest was still at day-care.On Fridays, though, Susan Goldman, picked the children up at thre

Adara spent all of her free time with Karani and Claire and according to them she made tremendous progress with her powers. Peter took us to see Castlewellan Castle and told us that it was now government owned but that it was built in the 1850’s by the Annesley family. We took a tour of the castle and it was impressive. I could see Adara was having the time of her life.It was hard to believe that we had been here for almost two weeks. Malachi and Peter asked me to join them in his study one evening while Adara was out with Karani and Claire. Claire had taken her to see where her parents had lived. Adara said I shouldn’t join her as her emotions would get so bad that I would have a hard time keeping my grip on reality.The stronger my connection to the person affected, the more it affected me. It had become so severe that I would start vomiting as a result of the intense pain I would experience all over my body, I would have difficulty breathing which would occasionally lead to a blac

Neither John nor Richard found anything suspicious in Marrick’s records. He had no enemies, and was well liked at work. They led a normal life and there was no reason to think it wasn’t a home invasion gone wrong. Malachi had sighed at this and said that it still confused him that Marrick could be caught off guard.I woke up as I heard the sliding door open downstairs. As I opened my bedroom door, Malachi stood behind it and put his finger to his lips. We remained quiet and crept down the hall towards the stairs.The smell was wolf and foreign. We went down the stairs as quietly as we could. I turned the corner and was struck by a fist full in my face. I went down as another man jumped Malachi and they were grappling in the dark. I was up on my feet again and grabbed the man by his arm. I pulled with all my strength and threw him over my shoulder. He landed with a thud on his back.He was quick, I had caught him off guard. He faced me with his fists raised when the light in the kitche

“Adara,” Juniper said after we had all gone upstairs and left Ramos alone in the cell in the basement. Adara looked at her with no emotion.“I…I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” Juniper said in a small voice.“I told you!” Adara shouted at her so fiercely that I went to stand next to her in case she went for Juniper. Juniper took a step back at the ferocity in Adara’s voice.“I think it best if you just left Juniper,” Shoran said to her while leading her out the door and closing it in her face.Adara sat down on one of the chairs. “I’m sorry. I just…I don’t want anything to do with her,” Adara said, her soul exhausted at the ordeal we all just went through.“Adara, you never have to apologize for feeling the way you do about her,” Malachi said and then he surprised us all by hugging her.Adara broke down and cried in Malachi’s arms. I took that time to phone Karani and told her what had happened. She was crying and then told us to get back home immediately.“Malachi, Karani said to get home i

Adrian Peters switched the television on and settled himself on the couch. The rest of his house was in darkness. It had been a week since his last killing and the news station was showing only highlights of the murders in Seward. He turned the sound up and listened to the news anchor describe his handiwork.“This is now the third home invasion in Seward that has ended in the brutal murders of the families residing at these locations,” the woman said and the television showed the outside of the houses with the bright yellow ‘do not cross—police’ tape cordoning off the area.“The first victims were Marrick and Susan Goldman and their four children, Jackson, Rupert, Sumari and Kyle. Two of the children died from poisoning while the rest were shot at close range. Nothing appeared to be missing from their home. The second set of victims were Peter McPherson, his wife Tanya and their daughter Michelle. Michelle was strangled to death but Peter and Tanya were shot at close range just like t