Starlette Stories

The Rising Volt Tacklers, a group that travels everywhere, but have lost their leader. Chaos is everywhere on their journeys, but they have meet a lot of new friends. Ult, Dot, Roy and Liko have gone on many epic journeys, but another one brings two new types of chaos to the mix.

This is my first story so don't judge me this was originally something I did for fun then I added it to here. This story is about Sophie after she defeats the Neverseen and then one of her friends Starlette was captured by a new group that is a branch off of the Neverseen made by Alavar. If you have not yet read Keeper of the Lost Cities go read it now it is a really good series. WARNING There may be some Spoilers And yes I am a Sokeefe fan don't judge and I will try to update as mush as possible but I do have a very busy schedule. Sorry ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO SHANNON MESSANGER!!! Sorry people who love Sofitz but go read another fanfiction.

𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒂...𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒓𝒔 𝑮𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒂?..

Ariella,a spoiled and rich girl.She's the youngest daughter of Joseph Kim-Torres,a korean businessman who later migrated to Philippines.When Ariella was young,she got into an accident that cause her to lose her memories. Dahil sa sunod sunod na sagutan na nangyayari sa pamilya nya,na naging dahilan din kung bat sya nakakaramdam ng kaba,she had the guts to ask and seek for the truth that she later also find out.From New York,she came back to Philippines to find her first love,her childhood bestfriend,Justin Salazar. After a long time of loving Justin,will she still find her path of love,right or wrong?

Starlette is a 16 year old girl who is pretty normal you could say..she has OCD. There is a voice in her head telling her to do stuff, Starlette lives on her own because she thought it was for her mothers saftey...

As the sun is engulfed into the hands of the mountains, the hours of darkness that follow can take many different forms, shaped by the thoughts of common folk. To the light hearted, it is a period of mere retirement, until dawn blooms. The moment their eyelids are shut, the mind's imaginative faculty takes them to places far and near. The inhabitants of sorrow seek solace in the dead of the night. They weep bitterly, until their deafening sobs quieten into soft whimpers. Those whimpers eventually die down, caused by temporary slumber. There are those who toil all night, even as everyone is fast asleep. Few succeed in their respective missions, many don't. Perhaps, what almost the entirety of humankind fears, are the horrors of the night. Most of these mysterious cases do not go unnoticed, and those involved are persecuted, at times, severely, by the law. However, what about those incidents, in which the slaughterer himself is a mystery?