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Darkened Shadow

Shirley Ericson, a private detective grew up on the dangerous streets of Aquila and believes there is nothing left to amaze her. All that changes the night she stalled a teenager, Merry Larson into the shadows-and becomes a pawn caught in a war between two very different men. One fills her mind with his madness, the other pushes his way into her life and her heart. Shirley knows how risky love can be, but if she wishes to survive, she must position her faith in a man who could handily demolish her. Ethan Hunt has come to Aquila assumed to end the conflict between himself and another brother of the night by the name Flinch. For 400 years he has prevailed in life's darkness, slowly studying how to control the life from death of a vampire. Shirley did not only block his dangerous boundaries with her psychic capacities but makes Ethan believe that he might have found a lady that is strong enough to walk by his side and alleviate the loneliness in his heart. But will his affection be enough to shield her from a crazy man hell-bent on vengeance? Or will it steer her into his enemy's deadly ambush? For them to overcome this evil that threatens them, they must stay together, But the secrets they keep from each other might prove to be the greatest threat of all.

Pasilo · Fantasy
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150 Chs

A Moment Of Fright

Shirley walked. Numbly. Aimlessly.

Dusk crowded the sky and fingers of fog drifted in around her, precursors to the thick,

white blanket beginning to roll off the bay. People bustled past her, so full of energy and life they made her feel old. Lights blazed through the streets, lending a warmth to the oncoming night.

Not thatshe'd ever feel warm again. It felt as if someone had ripped out her heart and left an empty block of ice in its place. She felt dead—not just her heart but her mind as well. And she wished, for perhaps the thousandth time since she'd woken, that she could just take back the words and leave things as they'd been.

But she couldn't. She'd said what she'd said and, in the process, had probably destroyed the best thing that had ever happened to her. But better death by her own words than a slow and painful one over the next few years. They couldn't have kept going as they were. Couldn't have.

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