The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 281

“Now boys,” Julia said. “Be nice, I promise you that this will be my best chapter yet!”

There was a pause before the reply. Clara kept herself in an accelerated pace and pushed her ability to the limits. The words took forever to say now, but that way she could react to this ever evolving plan.

“What feats have you written?”

“I was there when she fell from heaven and killed an alpha werewolf in the buff,” Julia said.

That was the first time they met. Although Julia was less than impressed when Clara left with her clothes.

a moody, cinematic photograph of a sultry brunette, her raven hair cascading down her back, standing naked with her back facing the camera, her skin illuminated by the faint neon lights of a biker bar in the dark, rundown slums of a city at night, as a massive, terrifying werewolf looms just ahead of her, its piercing yellow eyes fixed menacingly on her, the atmosphere thick with tension and foreboding, with crumbling brick buildings, trash-strewn streets, and rusty motorcycles scattered in the background, capturing the raw, gritty essence of the urban underbelly.

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