Little Red [DISCONTINUED]
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  • Reads 1,270
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jan 29, 2015
“Bodies torn apart. Blood everywhere. Oh god. My legs began
to work again as I ran out of the bathroom and into the hallway. I didn't know where
my legs were taking me until I stopped at the edge of the forest, adrenaline
rushing through my veins. I fell to my knees and started to sob quietly. I don’t
know how long I stayed like that until I heard a deep rumble. I slowly looked
up in the direction of the noise, only to see a pair of glowing green eyes
staring back at me.”


When mangled corpses start to show up around the local high
school and the police claim that it was an animal attack, Amelia can’t help but
look into it. Things change when her best friend Leah starts to act strangely
around her, acting more secretive and withdrawn. As Amelia looks deeper and
deeper into the more frequent animal attacks, she noticed that the attacks had
one thing in common. They all started the day Adrian Blackwell moved into town.
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