Alluring Darkness

Alluring Darkness

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**Fanfic Book 2 in the Darkness Series by @Daydream1011! You must read their first book to understand this one!** ‼️DISCLAIMER‼️ This is a fan fiction. Any names of people/ places were created by and are copywrited to @Daydream1011. I mean no disrespect or malice with my own take on the ending. This story will include mature language and themes so make sure you're mature enough to handle it. - - - Darkness and evil are not the same. One twists the very fabric of reality: Evil is twisted, foul, and something there is no hope in controlling. It will destroy you long before you succeed to control it. But the dark never. It is nor good nor evil. Not understandable and uncontrollable, but a power greater than you can even imagine. It sways it's own with a moral line that is blurred - a rift between good and bad. The weak will fail to endure its persistence, but the strong will demand its power. Power of an unbalanced and unimaginable origin. And I just had to go and fall for his darkness. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Life is... different now. Larkin James is more than pissed, since she knows the truth. Her supposed "love of her life" is not what he seemed and Deshua in Oregon will never be the same. Larkins escape to Vegas hardly dulls the pain of her heart. And yet she had to ignore all of that to ensure the sanity of the one person she, wether or not she liked it, can't live without. Even though one sicko is dead that doesn't stop the rest of the town wanting their heads on a stake. With her protective fallen angel breathing down her neck, her vision of past lives won't leave her alone. And just because there is an archangel's unearthly pocket knife tucked away in her jacket, certainly doesn't mean the roller coaster of Larkin's life is even close to the end. - - - Started April 2024 - - - Spice is promised *Constructive* criticism is welcome Thank you for giving my story a chance - XOXO your pretty, little Writer
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Viper: When I was a kid I was naive, shy, and easy to push around. I was a little girl who dreamt of sunshine and rainbows. But that all changed when I was 10 years old and my grandparents died. I found myself utterly and completely alone in this world. One bad thing after another seemed to hit me. I of course dealt with it. I dealt with it because a man in a black leather Jacket and fucking amazing ink told me how to survive this cruel world. Sometimes you just have to get mean. And so I did. It became my only vice when shit got tough. I am fine on my own. I don't need anyone. Ryker: When I found her at just ten years old, she was just as cute, button-nosed, and sweet as a jar of honey. I gave her a bit of advice to survive this cruel world. She needed to learn to be a little mean, otherwise she would have been eaten alive. But now that I found her again, she isn't who she was when we first saw each other. She was known as Viper. She seemed to have taken my advice to heart. And fuck, I believe I created a fucking monster. Viper, a dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp tongue. She thinks she has to do it on her own. But in reality, she doesn't. She has family. She has me. And Lucifer forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. Charlie: When I met her at fourteen years old, I never expected her to stay. She was just some kid wanting a tattoo. She was a firecracker waiting to explode. She was protective of things and people that belonged to her. Dan was meant to just kick her out and let her go on her way, but she stayed. Viper, she calls herself. A dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp as fuck tounged girl. She's tough but needs to learn she has people to lean on. She has family. She has me. And God forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. (Fanfic of a book)

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