Forest of Rebellion

Forest of Rebellion

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The adventurous Myra Rose is out studying the ancient forest on the outskirts of town. She was welcomed into the domain where the mythical creatures of the past lived. There she met the guardian of this forest, Hugo Scorn. Will she be able to leave the enchanted domain of the forest, or will her research become unuseful for her final report? (Updates every Sunday)
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COMPLETED. *NSFW* Auralie doesn't believe in fae stories-not the ones whispered by dying villagers, not the ones about cursed woods or monsters that eat your heart. But when girls begin to vanish and strange symbols bleed from the bark of the forest, she crosses the veil in search of answers. What she finds is him. Unmoving. Inhuman. Wearing a crown of antlers and eyes like cut emeralds, sharp with amusement. He speaks in riddles. Smiles like a threat. And calls her little moth, like a name he's been saving. The first time they meet, she draws his blood. The second, he offers her a bargain. The third, he consumes her. The Hollow Prince says worse things hunt her now-creatures that wear her face, sing her name, and slip into her dreams. He claims he's the only thing standing between her and the dark. But the deeper Auralie goes, the more twisted the forest becomes-and the harder it is to tell whether the prince is her captor, her shield, or the very thing she was warned to fear. There is a curse. A game. And a price that was never hers to pay.

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