To the grave

To the grave

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My names Dylan and the town of Seabring Maine is the exact fresh start I needed. The beautiful ocean, the foggy forest, and the undead who need my help. Okay so maybe I have to save the undead from a dark force only I can see but I'm hoping for a normal junior year. With the help of my new four incredibly handsome friends I might be able to pull this off. That is If they don't think I'm crazy first. After losing my family I just might have gotten myself into a new one. That is if I don't fall for them first....or die in process. TW: mentions of SA, cursing, and blood ***At least one new chapter every week.
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Did I kill him? I hope I did. Because if he isn't dead, I will be. That's why I'm going back home. To King's cove. To find the treasure my father's diary will lead me to and use it to get the hell out of the country. What else am I supposed to do with fifty bucks to my name, an old coded diary and a body full of bruises? Only problem is that I have to avoid the four boys from my past that I hate at the same time. But this is the perfect opportunity for me to take what I'm owed. Once upon a time they betrayed me. Broke my heart and sent me away. Hunter. Jeremy. Shade. Ryder. Those four names are burned into my skin more permanently than any of the ink painting it. The four boys I once knew don't just live in this town anymore, they run it. The gang. The nightlife. The violence. It's all theirs. The packs. And those four morally ambigous avengers rule it all. All I have to do is slip past them, do my thing and get out. Should be easy, right?

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