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The Forest Of Ylva

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In the center of a land of magic and mystery, was a forest. But not just any forest, no. The Forest of Ylva. The Forest of Ylva is a place of magic,wonder, beauty, and life. But...all things have their darknesses.

In the land of Akhaula, lived the many kingdoms and the sacred forest. But these kingdoms did not live in peace with the forest, not even close. They lived in fear of it.

For what layed in the forest was a pack of Ancient wolves that tormented the kingdoms and villages for centuries upon centuries. All know of this pack well. Most importantly, their leader. All knows her name and dare not speak of it in fear of what she shall bring. 

No one exactly knows what lays within the forests border though. And because of the wolves, no one ever shall. Some say they have seen what exists beyond the darkness of the first trees. Some say they have seen Dragons, Gryphons, Demons, and even heard the sounds of beasts unknown above the trees.

No warrior has ever been brave enough to try and enter the forest in fear of the wolves that gaurd its beginnings and ends. The ones that are? They are few and even fewer. 

They never return.All Rights Reserved

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Verge of Insanity by Honeyvine

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

Where the Roots Begin by D2O9R0I8

What if you had the ability to write? What if you couldn't control the story you created? And what if, the magic kingdom your hands are so keen on writing about turned out to be real? Alessandra is used to the way things are. Life isn't great, but in no time she'll leave her small town behind. Everyday is the same to her, that is, until she gets kidnapped and taken to a Lab, where she receives training for what's on the other side of a mysterious portal -even though no one really knows what that is, exactly. When Alessandra is sent through, she finds herself in a strange forest, with the young king of an old kingdom, very much like the place she dreams and writes about. But this place is different, and once Alessandra starts unraveling the truth, she realizes some things are better kept hidden.

whispers in dark by vaishu5426779900

Aveline never believed in the supernatural. She thought the haunting memories of her childhood were just echoes of an overactive imagination. But when she unexpectedly returns to the ancient forest that once sheltered her and her childhood friend, Riley, she uncovers an undeniable truth: the forest is alive, and its shadows are tied to her in ways she can't escape. Riley, distant yet familiar, is the only one who understands the gravity of their shared past, a pact they made long ago-one they didn't fully comprehend. As they are pulled back into the forest's dark embrace, their bond becomes both a blessing and a curse. The forest remembers everything, and it won't let them go without a price. With every step they take, the mystery deepens. Dark forces close in, and the love they share is tested in ways they never anticipated. As the forest's ancient magic begins to unravel, Aveline and Riley must face the consequences of a pact they made as children-one that demands not just their lives, but their very souls.The shadows that linger between them are not just the remnants of the past-they are a force more dangerous than either of them ever imagined. Love, sacrifice, and betrayal intertwine as they struggle to break free from the darkness. But some bonds, once forged, are impossible to break. Will Aveline and Riley fight to free themselves from the shadows that bind them, or will they become prisoners of a pact that threatens everything they hold dear? Mystery, Forbidden Love, Dark Magic, Sacrifice, Secrets, and Redemption.its mix of romance, mystery, and supernatural elements, drawing them into the world of "whispers in dark" while hinting at the dark secrets and emotional stakes the characters will face.

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Guardians: My Best Friend (Book 1) by Azazazz099

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Verge of Insanity

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.