This is a FREE STORY with one paid bonus chapter! Once the sunlight goes to bed, that's when darkness wakes the dead. When a series of grisly deaths devastate 19th-century New England, sixteen-year-old farm girl Faith must outsmart the Undead to keep herself - and her family - alive. (Longer description inside.) 💀 ✨Of the Blood contains story art at the end of every chapter!✨ Trigger warning: this story is heavy and contains scenes of death (including that of children), and intermittent gore. • Wattpad Creators project • Editor's Pick March & April 2023 (THANK YOU!) • Featured on Wattpad and Ambassador-run profiles (thank you!) •Placed in the Future Banned Writer Awards 2023 on the FBWCBookClub profile (thank you!) • Placed in the Punk Rock Awards 2023 on the PrettyInPunkBC profile (thank you!) Of the Blood (available only on Wattpad) Copyright © 2023 Darly Jamison/Monrosey. All Rights Reserved. Artwork featured at the bottom of each chapter was created by the author on MidJourney. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Of the Blood is exclusive to W A T T P A D. If you are reading this story anywhere else, the site you're on has stolen it and you are at risk of a malware attack. Please notify the author or submit a ticket to Wattpad. Thank you for helping to protect my work! Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

A perfect town is hiding ugly secrets. One dead body. One missing person. And a killer who is only just getting started... Blaire Olsen is the girl everybody wants to be. With her long and shiny beach-blonde hair, mesmerising blue eyes, and a to-die-for figure, she is the natural star of Berewood High. She was untouchable, a golden bullet soaring through our school and striking down anyone who stood in her way. Everybody either wanted to be her, know her, or kill her. But then someone actually did. And now, nobody wants to be her. I don't know why she went into the woods that night - all I know is that one second, she was there, alive and breathing, and the next she was not. The coroner's office say it was an accident, that she was drunk and fell over on some branch, knocking her head too hard on the way down. It was an accident. It was an accident. It was an accident. But, I've found her diary. It wasn't an accident. ******* Cover by Ellie Sita