The Bloody White Murder
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  • Reads 80
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 6
  • Time 18m
Ongoing, First published Sep 15, 2024
In the heart of the city, nestled behind wrought iron gates, lay the White Rose Garden- a sanctuary of pristine beauty  and tranquillity. The delicate petals of the roses glistened under the moonlight, their pure white hue a stark contrast to the dark secret they now concealed.

Detective Evelynn Chase arrived at the scene, the scent of roses mingling with the metallic tang of blood. The victim, Victoria Kensington, a prominent local philanthropist, lay sprawled among the blooms, her lifeless eyes staring up and the stars. The scene was almost poetic in its horror , the white roses now stained with crimson.

As Evelynn meticulously examined the scene,  a chilling realization began to take root. The clues, subtle yet unmistakable, pointed to someone she knew intimately. Someone she trusted. Someone she loved.

Unbeknownst to Evelynn, her culprit, the charming and enigmatic Damien Blackwood , harboured a dark secret. Behind his captivating smile and gentle demeaner lay a calculating mind, capable of orchestrating the perfect crime.  As the investigation deepened,  Evelynn found herself torn between her duty as a detective and her feelings for Damien. 

The White Rose Garden, once a symbol of purity,  had become the backdrop for the tale of love,  betrayal and murder.  And as the petals continued to fall, Evelynn faced the ultimate dilemma: to follow the evidence or her heart.
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