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GHOSTS DON'T ANSWER QUESTIONS
The rain hadn’t stopped all nightIt traced slow lines down the windshield, blurring the city into streaks of red and gold as Detective Mira sat behind the wheel of her unmarked car.Someone was in the passenger seat.She felt it before she saw him.“You know,” she said calmly, eyes still on the road,“most people knock.”The man beside her didn’t move.Didn’t flinch.“I never was most people,” he replied.Her hands tightened on the steering wheel.That voice.Her breath caught before she could stop it.She turned.And the world tilted.“…Lucian?”He sat exactly as she remembered — too still, too composed, eyes watching everything without looking at anything at all.Alive.Impossible.Her heart slammed painfully against her ribs.“No,” she whispered. “No, you’re dead.”Lucian didn’t smile.“I hear that a lot.”--Mira shoved the car into park.“You disappeared,” she said, voice shaking now.“You were declared dead. Closed casket. No body. No explanation.”Lucian looked away.“I didn’t
HUNTER AND SHADOWS
The city woke to sirens.Red and blue lights washed over rain-slick streets as police cruisers cut through traffic, radios crackling with fragments of the same name over and over again.Evans.Missing child.Promise made.Man unidentified.At headquarters, Detective Mira stood before a corkboard layered with photographs, maps, and handwritten notes. Claire Evans’ picture sat at the center—wide eyes, soft smile, a child who had vanished into a nightmare no one could explain.Mira exhaled slowly.“He said he’d bring her back,” she murmured. “And then vanished.”Her partner frowned. “You think he’s real?”Mira’s gaze hardened.“Oh, he’s real,” she said. “And he knew too much.”Too much about things no normal civilian should know.And every lead—every camera, every witness—ended the same way.A man with sharp eyes.A calm voice.And no record of ever existing.Lucian.They didn’t know his name yet.But they were getting close.---Across the city, far from police lights and paperwork, Rhe
DEIGO'S CHOICE
Diego’s fingers twitched.Just a tremor.But it was enough to freeze every creature in the hallway.Dominic straightened.Leo held Claire tighter.Lucian and Rhett both drew weapons.Lewis smiled like he had been waiting for this exact moment.Eamon’s eyes glowed with amusement.And the Unknown Man whispered:“…Wake, little sovereign.”The golden cracks on the floor pulsed once—twice—then Diego’s eyes snapped open.Not brown.Not gold.Something in between:unstable, trembling, broken-light gold.A storm trapped behind glass.He inhaled sharply, clutching his chest as if the world slammed back into him all at once.Claire gasped.“Uncle Liam…!”Her voice cut through the chaos like a blade.Diego turned toward her instantly.His eyes softened—just for her—then hardened again when he saw the shadows gathering behind the Unknown Man.---“Claire…” he whispered.Just one word.Weak. Shaken. Barely audible.But it meant he was awake enough to feel fear.Leo held Claire back.“Stay with
GOLDEN FURY
The hallway glowed gold from Diego’s burning aura.Claire’s trembling whisper drifted through the smoke:“Uncle… Liam…”The name was soft.Small.Barely a breath.But it hit Diego like a spear through the chest.His entire body jolted.Golden cracks flickered violently across his skin.The heat around him wavered.His claws shook.His lips parted—“...Claire…”A sound—fragile, broken—escaped him.And the killing aura around his body flickered… then destabilized entirely.The ground beneath him trembled.He dropped to one knee, clutching his head.The sovereign rage didn’t vanish—It fought him.And he fought back.For her.---Behind Claire, Leo still lay motionless on the cracked stone.His body was burned, clothing torn, smoke drifting from him.Rhett kept Claire close.Claire looked past them, eyes filling with tears when she saw Leo’s still form.“Uncle Leo… please…”She crawled to him, ignoring Rhett’s call.She placed her tiny hands on his face.“Wake up…”---A Pulse—Faint, But
THE BLAST THAT CHANGES EVERYTHING
The crimson light swallowed the hallway.A scream—Leo’s.A roar—Diego’s.A sharp intake of breath—Claire’s.Then—BOOOOOM!!!The blast detonated, consuming everything in a violent wave of destructive force.Stone cracked.Torchlight shattered.Shadows burned white.And when the light finally faded—Silence.A thick fog of dust and smoke rolled through the ruined corridor.---Leo Didn’t MoveHe lay curled around Claire, back arched, arms locked tight.Smoke drifted from him.His clothes were shredded.His skin was scorched.He wasn’t breathing.Claire shook him weakly, tears dripping onto his cheek.“Uncle Leo…? Uncle Leo… please…”He didn’t answer.He didn’t even twitch.---Diego SnapsA single sound tore through the quiet.A breath.A trembling, choking breath——from Diego.He stared at Leo’s unmoving body.At the burned imprint of Dominic’s attack scorching the ground.At Claire sobbing into Leo’s chest.And something inside Diego…broke.Not the way Dominic wanted.Not the way ev
THE CHILD WHO CALMS THE MONSTER
The shockwave tore through the mansion.Walls split.Ceilings groaned.Old paintings fell like dead leaves from a dying tree.Dominic crashed into a pillar with a snarl.Eamon slid back—just one step, but enough for his smirk to fade slightly.Rhett grabbed the broken doorframe to stay upright.Lucian shielded his face from flying debris.Leo hit the floor, wrapping himself around Claire to keep her protected.Diego stood at the center of the destruction.Barefoot.Bleeding.Shaking.Every breath he took glowed faintly gold.His eyes were blazing, molten and wrong.He wasn’t fully Diego anymore.Not fully monster either.Something in between.Something the world had never seen.Claire reached toward him, sobbing.“Uncle Liam—!”But his eyes didn’t recognize her.They didn’t recognize anyone.---Dominic’s RageDominic pushed himself upright, wiping blood from his lip.“You little—”He stopped.Because Diego turned toward him.Not with anger.With hatred.Not manipulated hatred.Not co
