Dusk Till Dawn [ will herondale ]

Dusk Till Dawn [ will herondale ]

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" It's not the shadows that scare me at night, Mr. Herondale, nor is it your seraph blade - which, may I remind you, I have seen before. It's the creatures that lurk within them. One of them just so happens to be your scrawny ass " --- Arabella Eleanor Carstairs, sister to the shadow hunter Jem Carstairs, has grown up surrounded by monsters that lurk in the night. Her eyes have seen pits of unmoving bodies, the deaths of the people she has loved close to her, and the screams of the innocent. Little does she know that more than death could rip her soul apart. --- " Arabella is terrified now, hands clawing at the concrete walls that surround her. Somewhere in the distance she can hear the cackle of a being, and the scuttle of a vile vermin across the floor. All the lessons she had with her brother and father somehow seemed to melt from her mind like sweet nothings. Reverting her back to the small defenseless little girl. ' I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid, ' Arabella whispers to herself, sliding her hand down the wall slathered with something slick and wet. Looking down at her hands, she squinted to get a better look at the substance. Horror masking across her face as she bit her busted lip to keep from screaming. Blood. "
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Jem Carstairs never expected to be snatched off the streets and thrown into a cage like an animal, but expectations have never exactly served him well. After all, he keeps expecting to see two people when he looks over his shoulder, but they're never there. Will Herondale never thought he'd be turned into some half-demon thing. All he wanted to do was regain the memories that kept haunting him at night, but he's used to not getting what he wants. After all, he wants the silver boy and the brunette girl in his dreams to be real, but of course, they aren't. Tessa Gray believed she'd lost the two people she loved most forever-until she received an package with Will's dagger, Jem's cane, and a note with the words: come and get them-S., Fallen I. Now Tessa's fighting her way back to Jem and Will, hunting down the mysterious "S" and following the clues that the twisted Fallen Industries seems to have laid out for her, searching for information about the two. Meanwhile, Jem and Will are struggling to control their new, impossible powers before they destroy themselves and everyone else around them-which is looking more appealing by the day. The only reason they haven't yet? Their memories have returned. And they're going to raze Fallen Industries-but with Tessa at their side. Highest rank: #10 in Fanfiction

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