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Anatomy of the Forbidden Mind

Fog rolled over Tallinn like a living thing, swallowing cobblestones, lanterns, and the edges of the city in silence. Yvette Ordene moved through it, coat drawn tight, grey eyes sharp, aware of everything around her—and yet blind to the presence that had already begun to watch. ———————————— It is 1956. The city is heavy with quiet tension, its streets lined with frost-bitten buildings, shadowed alleys, and the faint echoes of a world on the brink of war. Yvette, twenty-four, is a detective who thrives on observation, intellect, and the patterns of everyday life. She understands her city, its people, its rhythms… or at least she thinks she does. Then the deaths begin. Bodies are found completely drained of blood, untouched, impossible by any human measure. What begins as a puzzling investigation soon spirals into something darker, something that tests the limits of logic and the edges of reality. Every clue pulls her deeper into a world she was never meant to enter, where curiosity can be dangerous, and the ordinary becomes terrifying. Watching her is a mind unlike any she has ever encountered: patient, impossibly precise, and ancient. A being of a kind thought to exist only in myths and whispered stories of history has risen to the surface, whose fascination with her is as methodical as it is unnerving, threads his presence through her investigation, shaping events without ever revealing himself. Where she sees puzzles, he sees opportunity. Where she seeks truth, he orchestrates the hunt. Through fogged streets, quiet cafés, letters, and winter nights, Yvette encounters moments of humor, fleeting warmth, and reflections of her past—all against a growing tide of dread. Friendships and small joys contrast sharply with the escalating horror, the predator’s fascination, and the sense that every step forward is a step into a trap she cannot yet see. ———————————— “Anatomy of the Forbidden Mind” is a slow-burn 'fictional' thriller beginning in 1956 Tallinn, weaving historical realism, human insight, forensic intrigue, and psychological suspense into a story of obsession, intellect, and a danger that waits just beyond comprehension.
O_päl_ · 54 Views

Keeping a secret from my Alpha mate

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture.
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