All Chapters of REBIRTH: CURSE OF THE BLOOD MOON: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 011His eyes scanned the shadows of the alleyway. Dante leaned against the cracked brick wall. His mind was colder than the steel of the gun tucked inside his jacket, and the night air was thick with humidity. The one he didn’t want to take; he had just agreed to the job. The Vulpin mafia had made their offer, and he couldn’t help but feel he should walk away, but he couldn’t.Kidnap Nero’s “cousin.” That’s what they said.It made him uncomfortable just thinking about it. It didn’t feel right, but asking questions wasn’t his place. Not anymore. Not when the Vulpin mafia had him in their sights and had a debt on his head that he couldn't ignore.Despite this, the decision—all 80 plus kilograms—weighed on him. He had worked for Nero before. He wasn’t a fan of this cousin of his, but he had a certain respect for the man. Lucia, they called her. A mystery. The enigma is shrouded in such secrecy that Dante finds himself questioning if the risk was worthwhile.He muttered under his

CHAPTER 013In a room lit only by the table's lamp, the map of Matteo's quarries stretched out, and Lucia was standing. Not a single line, not a single symbol on the paper was out of place: she was weaving, spinning the web to bring him down. She had spent months gathering information, quietly infiltrating his supply chain using Nero’s mafia resources. But finally the pieces were starting to fall a certain way.She ran a finger over the routes—the routes that were already being disrupted. Small shipments are disappearing. Larger deals are falling through. It was all of it, orchestrated by her, with Nero’s blessing. At least, that’s what he had told her; he had agreed to help her. She wasn’t so sure anymore. She had started to wonder if he knew how far she would go to get her revenge.It had all started as so small, so easy, so tiny... However, at the moment things were escalating, and Lucia felt there was pressure on its building. Nothing was accidental, nor was a step taken to topple

CHAPTER 015Matteo paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, the silence so thick and suffocating that it could be cut with a knife. He glared at the floor, his fingers clenched into fists at his sides. The tension inside of him started to swell, growing tighter and tighter in his chest with every hour. His home had never seemed so closed in. It weighed down on him, the situation, and no matter how many people he surrounded himself with, he knew he was fighting this alone.Lucia. She had always been a source of irritation, but now, following everything that had transpired, she had become more than just that. She posed a dangerous threat. It was a threat that grew steadily to the point of building momentum. Before he had downplayed her, now she was making him pay for it.The image of her face wouldn’t leave his mind. How she had looked at him when they first met in this life was so cold and distant. That look was gone now, replaced by something much worse. Defiance. Determination. Th

CHAPTER 017Lucia walked back and forth in a small, dimly lit room. She couldn’t stop her thoughts racing, each one swiftly worsening the one before. She was aware of the impending moment, when everything would shift and she would have to face a person who had always seemed enigmatic to her, yet simultaneously felt a deep connection with her.Dante.For weeks now, he had been following her. Either he'd made it unclear what his intentions were or more confusing had been his actions. Or at least, she had tried to trust him. Standing on the edge of uncertainty, however, I reached out for answers. She couldn’t continue on with him in the shadows. She had to know where he was at. She had to know why he was really here.She stopped pacing and looked up. The door creaked open, and there he was, standing in the doorway, his tall frame blocking most of the light from the hallway. She could, however, see his posture tense, his face unreadable. He had come for this. For her."Followed you? Why?"

CHAPTER 019The moon was rising. It was in her bones—the pull of the blood moon, the push of the sky itself—preparing for the final act. She was on edge, every nerve in her body. She had seen it before. She had felt the other cold hand of betrayal clamp down on her heart yet again. This time, she was determined it wouldn’t happen. Not again. She wouldn’t let it.Even now, however, with the moon staring like a silver eye in the sky, she knew a thing was coming. The end of the cycle. The final confrontation. And there was a gnawing feeling in her gut that things were going to change.Standing inside the dimly lit room of the mansion, her brain was in a mass of fury and heartbreak. She had heard the prophecy from Nero. All of it. The curse of the Blood Moon. Her destiny. All that had been set in motion long before her first death, long before the life she now lived. It was no less real, but hearing it from him had made it so. No less terrifying.She clutched the cold edge of the windowsi