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They quickly assisted him, eliminating them from existence The Goddess was not happy with that, so she enchanted the whole room with fear "Oh you darkness, I summon you" the Goddess enchanted raising her hands while lightning volts revolved around her "Face your greatest fear" the Goddess added while facing Drex and his army, different creatures began to fall from a portal above them, they all meet their weak points, they saw things they were scared of, but they summons courage, to Drex's surprise, a copy of me(dark Luther) appeared before him

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT Rachel~ I sat up in a sweat just after 3am. Flashes of a nightmare still etched into my eyelids. A large dark crow swallowed me whole. I fought and fought, but down its beak I went. I slithered down its throat and even though I tried to crawl back out but couldn’t make any progress. At last I was running out of air. That’s what forced me to wake up. The feeling that I wasn’t getting any air and was dying.

Deanne says as she storms off. Deanne leaves me to finish my shower. As I am drying off, the lights go out. Just fucking great. What a perfect end to my day? Now, I am in the dark trying to put on my clothes. I see eyes peering at me from the corner of the room. The eyes belong to a tall, dark figure. I am petrified. Great, even better, one of the wolves or vampires is coming to kill me. "It is past your bedtime, little girl. Why are you back here this late? " the deep growly voice asks me.

A chilling gust of wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a message, barely audible but filled with impending danger. Our victory had attracted the attention of a far more formidable adversary, one whose power and malevolence surpassed anything we had faced before. The shadows danced, conspiring against us, as a chilling laughter echoed through the darkened forest. In the distance, a pair of glowing eyes pierced through the gloom, their intensity radiating an otherworldly energy. The sinister figure stepped forward, revealing itself to be a creature of the night—a formidable foe known as the Nightshade, a legendary being whispered about in hushed tones.

Sasha asks, but her voice has an echo to it as if her words are being heard from far away. “I was on a hike. It was the first time that I climb this trail, everything was fine in the beginning, but on my second day I felt as if I was being followed. I got off the trail hoping to lose whatever was following me. When I looked back again wolves were chasing. I ran to get away, but I got hurt and when I woke up again, you people were here.” Jessica spoke in a deadly calm voice, she sounded like a drone. “What do you know of our people? What do you know of supernatural?” Sasha asks her voice still sounding far away.

she paused for my reaction which was an utter bomb of shock. I couldn’t feel my eyes in my socket, “I think you were raped last night. Those scars on your neck and other parts are not something else but hickeys. Somebody took savagely advantage of you. Look,” she displayed my marks on the TV screen, “How deep the wound is. You see there, that’s a mark of someone’s teeth. I’ve never seen such ferocity before.” I couldn’t hold back my already destined tears. My hand was on my mouth; covering me not to scream by the fright this trauma brought. “My dear, control yourself,” I sensed a hand rubbing on my right shoulder.

I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher the ancient, jagged writing that surrounded the drawing: "When the Moon bleeds, and the shadows grow long, the heart that beats no more shall find its beat. From the ashes of the ancient burial grounds, the Cold Ones shall arise. They are the hunger that never sleeps, the thirst that cannot be slaked. When the Blood Moon crowns the sky, the Undead shall claim the throne of the living, and the world shall drown in the red of their feast." Devon yawned tiredly behind me, stretching out on the bed. "Jimmie... will you put the book away and come to bed? Please? Come on, babe..."

Needless to say, they were able to control zombies. However, the human before him; no, the demon before him, not only possessed seven high-ranked zombies but was overwhelmingly strong. The Rank 8 Dark Night Family finally understood what Lucas had been trying to say. It looked like the events he had experienced earlier were not the most shocking things that would occur. 'The following events will be much more shocking!!!' Lucas looked at the Rank 8 Dark Night Family and said, "Never be surprised because whatever I do will surprise you for three whole days and nights."