The neon sign of the Blue Moon Speakeasy flickered, casting an eerie glow on the rain-slicked cobblestones of Bourbon Street. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of cheap
Category: Dark Fantasy Crime Novella
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Two: The Whispering ShadowsShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Two: The Whispering Shadows
The humid air clung to Jack’s skin as he ventured into the French Quarter, the heart of New Orleans’ occult underworld. His first lead had led him to a decrepit
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Three: The Devil’s PlaygroundShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Three: The Devil’s Playground
The trail of the Shadowblood Chalice led Jack and Lily to the Devil’s Playground, a notorious district known for its illicit activities and dangerous denizens. The streets were alive with
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Four: The Serpent’s KissShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Four: The Serpent’s Kiss
The betrayal stung like a poisoned arrow. Jack sought solace in the bottle, drowning his sorrows in the dimly lit speakeasies that dotted the city. But even the strongest liquor
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Five: Blood Moon RisingShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Five: Blood Moon Rising
The full moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the crumbling mansion. Jack approached cautiously, his shadow stretching long and menacing in the moonlight. The mansion
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Six: Ashes to AshesShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Six: Ashes to Ashes
The sun peeked over the horizon, casting long shadows across the ruins of the mansion. The air was still thick with the remnants of dark magic, but the oppressive weight
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Seven: The WandererShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Seven: The Wanderer
The open road stretched before him, a ribbon of asphalt cutting through the vast American landscape. Jack had traded his fedora for a worn-out Stetson, his tailored suit for dusty
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Eight: The CrossroadsShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Eight: The Crossroads
The road twisted and turned, leading Jack through a dense forest of ancient oaks and moss-draped cypress trees. The air grew heavy with the scent of decay and damp earth,
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Nine: Whispers of the BayouShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Nine: Whispers of the Bayou
A crumpled telegram arrived at a dusty motel in the Arizona desert, its message brief but chilling: “Return to New Orleans. The shadows call for you.” The handwriting was unfamiliar,
Shadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Ten: Shadow ReckoningShadowblood Heist: A Pulp Fantasy Crime Novella – Part Ten: Shadow Reckoning
Guided by cryptic clues and whispers from the shadows, Jack followed the trail of the scattered chalice fragments, each piece leading him deeper into the heart of New Orleans’ dark