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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.

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150 Chs

Echoes of Depravity, A burning anger

"And that's why you walked away?" Ben had said as much in the hospital, but she hadn't been willing to believe Ethan would walk away over something so trivial. Besides, if he'd had the strength to stop drinking her blood when he was basically unconscious, what made him think he wouldn't when he was fully aware of what he was doing?

He met her gaze. There was no emotion in his eyes, no emotion in his expression. Nothing that would give her some clue to what he was thinking and feeling.

But perhaps she was looking for something that had never really been there in the first place. He'd once suggested that theirs was a love destined to burn brightly but die quickly.

He might still care, but caring wasn't the same as loving.

Damn it, why wasn't the link active between them? If ever there was a time she needed to read the color of his thoughts, it was now.

"It is for the best," he said flatly.