Memory Logs

Memory Logs

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Maybe there was something more to the monster. Maybe there was some semblance of humanity under that mask after all. Immediately Meg banished the thought and clutched the drawing a little tighter, quickening her pace into a jog as she hurried to leave. That was ridiculous. He'd been killing her and her friends for god knows how long; there was nothing left there. He was a killer. She glanced down at the sketch he'd given her; in the corner he'd scribbled his name. Evan. [[ An Evan MacMillan x Meg Thomas anthology. All chapters are their own scenes, scattered memory logs that, together, make up a story that revolves around the two and their time in the Fog - and maybe even after. Explicit for later smut, gore and blood, horror themes, sexual themes, etc. There are other mentioned/insinuated pairings and other characters involved as well! ]]
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Book 1 in the Blood Series (Under construction and editing) Prologue The full moon lurked over a town called Raven-wood Hills. This was a type of nightmare humans called The Dead Night. No one came out after dark when a full moon raked over the town. This night had been initiated in the early centuries when the pack entered the town. This was a night that the werewolves ruled the streets. They would roam around the town after the sun had fallen and the moon rose. Rumors of murders and the legends of werewolves roaming the streets had spread like wildfire. Yet some have tested that we don't really exist in "their" so-called world and they have perished in an instant. Some lucky ones who were blessed by the grace of the Alpha have survived and spoke about their experiences. One man, in particular, had a more interesting story than the others. The man had finally come out of hiding and spoke of the horrors he had witnessed. Oh, the horrors of a wolf that never leaves the Alpha's side. The man swears on his life he had seen Satan himself inside the she-wolf, he told the town that she was under the alpha's power doing exactly what he has asked of her. The man told the horror of what she would do with men and women who would cross her alpha, and he described this she-wolf as a gorgeous woman, her beauty was so alluring yet the coldness and hate in her eyes rendered you from getting near her. She had to be a Siren crossed breed, the man said. An evil temptress on land, the only horror that walked this earth. He warned the town. "Do not tempt and belittle the Alpha of the werewolves for, you will be placed under a spell of fear and death of this Siren Demon."

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