All Chapters of The Secret Billionaire's Return : Chapter 61
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possessed by a demon
The small room in the old cabin was quiet. The only light came from one dusty window. It made everything look yellow and still.Liana was in a wooden chair in the middle of the room. Her arms were tied to the chair's arms with thick rope. Her head hung down, her chin touching her chest. She was still out cold.Victoria stood in front of her. She wasn't moving. She was just staring. Her eyes went over every part of Liana's face. Her closed eyes. Her mouth. The way she breathed. It was like Victoria was reading a book no one else could see.Rowan was leaning in the doorway. He had been quiet for a long time. Now, he spoke. His voice was low."You're thinking it, aren't you?" he asked. "The same thing I'm thinking."Victoria didn't look away from Liana. She just gave one slow, solid nod. "Yes," she said."What?" a new voice asked from the hallway.Victoria and Rowan turned their heads. Leo and Chloe were standing there. They must have walked in quietly. Leo's face was full of questions.
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The training is over
Victoria turned to the others. The time for talking was over."Rowan," she said, her voice all business. "I need you to go into town. I need specific things. Holy water from the church on Elm Street. Real sea salt. A new blade, made of pure silver. And sage. Lots of sage."Rowan nodded once. "On it." He turned and left, his footsteps fading quickly."Leo, Chloe," Victoria said. "You stay with me. I need you to help me prepare this room. We need to draw symbols on the floor. We need to make a circle of salt. We need to be ready.""What can we do?" Leo asked, his eyes wide.Victoria pointed to a corner where an old bucket and some white chalk sat. "Start by cleaning this floor. Sweep every corner. Then, I will show you the marks to draw. We have to work fast. Before it gets stronger."The thing in the chair laughed. Victoria knew she had to do something fast.She started with the first spell she knew. She held her hands up and said the old words for “leave this place.” Her voice was str
Last Updated : 2025-12-12
Strange killing
The car felt too quiet. Leo drove. Chloe stared out the window. The trees by the road were just black shapes.They got closer to the city. But something was wrong.Leo checked the clock on the dashboard. “It’s only nine,” he said. “Why are the streets so empty?”He was right. It was a Tuesday night. The streets should have had some cars. Some people. But it was like a ghost town. The traffic lights changed from green to yellow to red for no one.A few people were out. But they were almost running. Heads down. Hurrying.Leo pulled the car over near a woman who was practically power-walking. He rolled down the window. “Hey! Excuse me!”The woman jumped. She looked at them with wide, scared eyes. She didn’t come closer.“What’s going on?” Chloe called out. “Why is everyone hiding?”The woman’s voice was fast and shaky. “You don’t know? Where have you been? There’s a curfew. You shouldn’t be out!”“A curfew? Why?” Leo asked.“The killings!” the woman hissed. She looked over her shoulder a
Last Updated : 2025-12-13
the hollow one
They got to Leo’s apartment. They were so tired. Their bodies ached from the crash. Their minds were fuzzy with fear. But they couldn’t sleep. They had to know what that thing was.Leo locked the door behind them. He put the chain on too. He went to the window and peeked through the blinds. The morning street looked normal. It felt like a lie.“We need to figure this out,” Leo said. His voice was hoarse.Chloe just nodded. She sat down at Leo’s small kitchen table. She was shaking.“Can you remember what it looked like?” Leo asked. “Exactly?”Chloe closed her eyes. She saw it in the headlights. The slick skin. The long arms. The shadow face. “I think so,” she whispered.She always carried a pen in her pocket. She found a napkin on the table. Her hand was shaky, but she started to draw. Lines at first. Then a shape. A terrible shape. It wasn’t perfect, but it was close. You could see it was wrong. Not human.Leo looked at the drawing. A cold feeling settled in his stomach. “Let’s see i
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We found a way
The papers were spread all over the table. Leo’s head hurt. Chloe’s eyes were blurry from reading. They drank bad coffee to stay awake.“Okay,” Leo said, pointing at a typed page. “It says the focus is something personal. Something that belonged to the person… before.”“Before they became that thing,” Chloe finished. She felt sick saying it.“Right. So we need to figure out who that is. Or was.” Leo leaned back. “How do we find a person from a monster?”Chloe picked up the old drawing of ‘The Hollow One’. She looked at it closely. Then she looked at the notes about how it was made. “The notes say the spirit is ‘bound with regret and violence’. Maybe… maybe it’s someone who died bad. Recently. Darwin would need a fresh spirit, right? Not one from a hundred years ago.”Leo sat up. That made sense. “So we look for news. A recent death. A violent one. Maybe someone forgotten.”He went back to his laptop. He searched the local news from the last month. He typed in ‘unsolved murder’, ‘body
Last Updated : 2025-12-13
We must kill Darwin
The creature hissed from the top of the container. The sunlight made it weak, but the anger made it strong.Leo’s heart hammered against his ribs. He had the watch. He had the hammer. But the thing was between them and the open yard.“The light,” Chloe whispered, her voice shaking. “We have to keep it in the light.”The creature dropped down. It didn’t land like something with bones. It landed like a drop of oil. It stood between them and the way they came.Its long arm shot out, fast as a whip, towards Chloe’s hand—towards the watch.Leo didn’t think. He swung the hammer. Not at the creature, but at the rusty side of the shipping container.CLANG!The sound was huge and metal. It hurt their ears.The creature flinched. It hated loud sounds, maybe. It turned its shadow-face toward Leo.“Run that way!” Leo yelled, pointing to a narrow path between two train cars. It was filled with bright sun.Chloe ran. Leo swung the hammer at the container again, another loud bang, then turned and sp
Last Updated : 2025-12-14
He left a key
The sun was coming up. It was morning. Light was starting to fill Leo’s messy apartment.Chloe woke up on the couch. She was stiff and sore. She blinked her eyes open. She saw Leo. He was standing by the window. Just staring out. He hadn’t slept. She could tell.She got up. She walked over to him. She didn’t say anything. She just kissed his shoulder. Then she leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Good morning,” she whispered.He turned his head. He kissed her back. It was a soft kiss. Tired. “Morning,” he said.She looked at his face. His eyes had dark circles under them. “You didn’t sleep at all, did you?”He let out a little chuckle. It had no humor in it. “No. Not really.”“What were you thinking about?” she asked. She leaned her head against his arm.“My life,” he said. His voice was quiet. “Just… my life. How it all went. One minute I’m getting out of prison. Just trying to get through the day. Then someone tells me I’m an heir. I have a fortune. Then… then I find out I’m supposed to
Last Updated : 2025-12-15
He left a key
The sun was coming up. It was morning. Light was starting to fill Leo’s messy apartment.Chloe woke up on the couch. She was stiff and sore. She blinked her eyes open. She saw Leo. He was standing by the window. Just staring out. He hadn’t slept. She could tell.She got up. She walked over to him. She didn’t say anything. She just kissed his shoulder. Then she leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Good morning,” she whispered.He turned his head. He kissed her back. It was a soft kiss. Tired. “Morning,” he said.She looked at his face. His eyes had dark circles under them. “You didn’t sleep at all, did you?”He let out a little chuckle. It had no humor in it. “No. Not really.”“What were you thinking about?” she asked. She leaned her head against his arm.“My life,” he said. His voice was quiet. “Just… my life. How it all went. One minute I’m getting out of prison. Just trying to get through the day. Then someone tells me I’m an heir. I have a fortune. Then… then I find out I’m supposed to
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demon of deceit
The old journal sat on the car seat between them. Chloe opened it carefully. The pages were thin and felt like dry leaves.The first few pages were notes in Silas’s tight handwriting. Lists of dates. Names they didn’t know. Then, they found it. A map. It was hand-drawn on a yellowed page.It showed streets they recognized. Downtown. But one building was circled in dark ink. They both stared at it.“That’s the Westgate Mall,” Leo said, confused. “Why would Silas send us to a mall?”“It doesn’t make sense,” Chloe agreed. She turned the page. On the back, in smaller writing, it said: ‘Look beneath the feet of the shoppers. The truth is under the new floor.’“Beneath the feet… an underground place?” Leo said. “Let’s research the building.”He pulled out his phone while Chloe drove. He searched ‘Westgate Mall history’.An article popped up. ‘From Knowledge to Commerce: The History of the Westgate Site.’ He read it out loud.“It says here… the land where the mall stands was originally the c
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Demon of deceit 2
She opened it. Inside were drawings of creatures that could change their shape. Their true form was horrible—skin like clay, eyes without lids. The book called them ‘Doppelgangers’ but also ‘Clay-Faces’. They were not born. They were made. A demon was summoned and then bound into a form made of earth and dark magic. It could look like anyone, but it always had a flaw. A mark. A stiff movement. A smell of wet soil.“This is what he is,” Chloe said, showing Leo. “Darwin… or the thing using his name… it’s one of these. A shape-shifter demon.”They read more, their fingers racing over the pages. How to defeat it. The book said the demon was tied to its original clay form. To force it back to its true shape, you had to speak its ‘True Name’ and break the object that held a piece of that original clay.“How do we find its True Name?” Leo asked, frustrated.Chloe kept reading. “It says here… ‘The name is written on the vessel. Look upon the maker’s mark.’ The vessel must be the thing it came
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