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“Your precious moon won’t save you now, Bella!” Clarissa snarled, her eyes burning with hatred as she struggled against Karl’s grip.

“Maybe not,” Bella replied, her gaze locked with Clarissa’s. “But you’ll be weaker after tonight!”

With a final surge of strength, Bella called upon the moon’s energy, channeling its light into a blinding beam that pierced through the darkness and struck Clarissa with an overwhelming force. The ghost let out an agonized scream, her body convulsing before dissolving into a cloud of mist.

“Karl!” Bella cried, rushing to his side as he slumped to the floor, panting and exhausted. She wrapped her arms around him, her heart swelling with relief and love for this man who had faced death itself to protect those he cared about.

“Did we...did we do it?” he asked weakly, his steely blue eyes searching Bella’s face for reassurance.

“We did,” she whispered, holding him close as the moon’s light bathed them in its silvery glow.

They stood together outside the haunted mansion, its ominous presence no longer a threat to them or the innocent women they had saved. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the sounds of night creatures as they began their nocturnal activities.

“Man, I never thought we’d pull that off,” Max said with a chuckle, rubbing his tired eyes. “But we did it, guys. We really did.”

“Couldn’t have done it without each other,” Layla added, her warm smile lighting up her face as she looked around at her friends. Each one had played a vital role in this dangerous mission, from Bella’s moon powers to Fiona’s connection with the spirits. Their unity had been instrumental in defeating Clarissa and rescuing the kidnapped women.

“Speaking of which,” Fiona interjected, glancing nervously at the group of freed captives huddled nearby. “What are we going to do with them?”

“First things first,” Max replied, his sheriff instincts kicking in. “We’ll get them someplace safe and help them recover. Then we’ll work on reuniting them with their families.”

As the team began discussing logistics, Karl turned to Bella, his strong arms encircling her waist. She leaned into him, relishing the warmth of his body against hers. In the midst of their victory, a newfound appreciation for their bond had blossomed, strengthening their resolve to face whatever life threw at them.

“Can you believe how far we’ve come?” Bella mused aloud, her gaze drifting over the faces of their friends. “From strangers to a tight-knit family.”

“Life has a way of bringing people together when they need each other the most,” Karl agreed, pressing a tender kiss to Bella’s temple. “I’m just grateful to have you all by my side.”

“Here’s to many more adventures,” Layla proposed, raising an imaginary glass in a toast.

“Cheers to that,” Fiona agreed, and the others joined in with enthusiastic agreement. The sound of their laughter echoed through the night air, a testament to the power of friendship and unity in the face of darkness and adversity.

As they stood together under the watchful gaze of the moon, it seemed as though anything was possible. And for this group of extraordinary individuals, bound together by fate and circumstance, it most certainly was.










Chapter Twelve

“Of all the things youcan fake...why choose your own vanquish?” Fiona stood surrounded by the anxious faces of her team. Clarissa Harrington, the enigmatic ghost they thought they had vanquished, was still at large, manipulating the kidnapper through the use of a mysterious talisman.

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