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October 28 - November 7, 2023
If only all of life’s problems could be solved by cookies.
Death was a cruel and intoxicating master, enslaving not only its victims but also the living caught in its wake.
She was all darkness, and he was her light. She dwelled among the demons, but his smile was a gift from the angels.
Bel’s eyes snapped to the darkness, but all that emerged was the rich voice. It was death and sex. A threat and a caress. A sound enticing enough to pull you down into the depths and drown you,
Life is short. It is beautiful and fragile.”
Don’t miss out on an adventure because you’re scared.”
She had put in great effort not to die. Even when hope abandoned her, she still fought to survive, to keep breathing.
I think Eamon Stone has something to do with both Bel's attack and Brett's.
It showed Emily from the night before as she locked up, chatting all the while with Vera as Bel’s elderly neighbor clutched a bag of coffee beans.
What if Vera has something to do with it?
Eamon Stone.
Omg he was on camera!
The sensation of someone following her had vanished, but she had run right into the arms of the devil himself.
“Detective Emerson?” She should ignore him. She shouldn’t respond, but his orbit was impossible to escape, to resist, and Bel turned to face his hell black eyes. “Be careful.” He smirked, showing off those beautifully sharp teeth. “You never know what kind of predators are out here.”
“But I can assure you, Detective, I may be evil, but I am not the evil you’re hunting.”
No. No. No. No. No. No. No.
Garett is responsible for the murders?!?
“You’re a part of me now, and I will always be able to sense you. I can no more leave you than I could stop the sun from rising. No matter how far you flee, I will feel you. I cannot abandon you to suffer this life’s dangers. You are mine to protect.”
