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Hello dear readers, 

We are ARK'SZ. Each letter carries deep significance, symbolizing our mission and purpose. We are explorers, riding through the darkness that cloaks our world. Though we appear as ordinary humans, we are the hunters of the shadows. Our quest is to seek out and confront the dark entities that lurk among us. 

Join us as we navigate through the veil of night, uncovering secrets and facing the unknown.The hunt has begun. If you wish to know more about us and if you love the darkness, living in its depths, Will you dare to follow us into the depths of darkness? It may be perilous, it may be treacherous, it may even lead to death. Yet, will you still dare? Let's see how daring you are. The night stretches endlessly; let's meet beyond darkness.All Rights Reserved

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𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (TDN FANFIC 2ND GENERATION) by _jenxkiss

(THE SERIES BELONGS TO PENELOPE DOUGLAS) 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 To the new Horsemen and Cowgirls, Devil's Night is more than a tradition; it's in their blood. Under the cloak of darkness, they become echoes of their parents-driven by the same unquenchable thirst for danger, power, and control. The night is their playground, where rules are shattered, and the thrill of the forbidden pulses through their veins. Like their parents before them, they revel in the chaos, the secrecy, and the seductive pull of fear that only the darkness can provide. They are the heirs to a legacy of rebellion, a fire that can never be extinguished-born to rule the night and continue what their parents began. In their hands, Devil's Night is a ritual, a rite of passage where the past and present collide, leaving behind a trail of whispers, shadows, and the unmistakable scent of sin. *** 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏, my Little Ballerina. She used to be mine, whether she knew it or not. That night-Devil's Night-changed everything for her. She looked at me with those terrified eyes, and yeah, maybe I broke something in her. But I never intended to fix it. I don't regret what happened. Why should I? She can try to run from it, from me, but we both know she'll never really escape. Not from what I did, and definitely not from who I am. She's still mine. Always was, always will be. *** 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒊. He was the shadow I could never escape, no matter how far I ran. That night-Devil's Night-he shattered everything. What he did... I'll never forget. I see it every time I close my eyes. He's maddening, dangerous, and completely unapologetic. I wish I could hate him, but part of me is still caught in his web, trapped by the past we share. He never let me go. And maybe, deep down, I'm afraid he never will.

Twiggy by midnightskittles

Darkness. Loneliness. Where am I? A fiery light approached in the distance, but I couldn't tell what it was, or where it was coming from. The ground or sky? It blazed shudderingly and I blinked in fear. I remembered now. . . . Two more lights appeared as tiny dots on the horizon. There was more? What had I done to deserve this? Suddenly I could hear. Comet was mewling again. Was I really asleep? I felt around with my claws for the tiny kit but could feel nothing. She meowed again and I followed the noise, but she wasn't where the noise had come from. . . . Where was she? The light- no the comet, was racing towards me now- faster than ever before. I could hear it's whizzing noise and I screeched. Then I could feel. I could feel as if crashed into me and pulled me into the ground. It pierced my skin, both rubbing and scratching it. Oh the agony. . . . I was soon blinded by pain. I opened my mouth to screech, but dirt and blood entered my mouth and I was forced to cough. Comet was gone. I had failed my mission. How could it go so wrong? How was that even possible? It wasn't supposed to come tonight- it wasn't. Help, my mind pleaded. Help me . . . Help . . . (Cover done by Lamb777)

Cliché, Touché and Douche by FadedSmoke

{Completed - #12 highest} I was walking on a path all alone at midnight. I was just wondering around, until I saw a guy in a hoodie. He was beating the pulp out of another guy and one more man was on the ground, he was not moving. I gasped. 'Is he dead?' Or he can be unconscious, yeah 'el' he is just unconscious not dead. Duh! Who would kill a guy? As I was proceeding with my thoughts, that hoodie guy turned his face towards me. My heart had a mini heart attack. I turned my heels to the opposite direction and started to run. 'Run Ella, run for your life' was what my mind was screaming to me. I took turns without thinking, that guy was now following me and guess what? I took a wrong turn and which ended up being a dead end ' You are so dead' I thought. So, I started to think what I said last time to the people I love. 'Good night mom, love you.' to my mom, 'Stop annoying me! I'm going to bed.' to dad which also mean I love you, 'See you later Lu, love you!' to Luana. Okay my good bye says I love them all. Now I can die in peace. Granddad I'll meet you soon in the heaven, if you are there. I was still in my deep thoughts until I saw his silhouette. As, he get closer, my heart begin to race faster. I closed my eyes, until I heard him say "Ella?" O to the M to the G, this person actually knows me. I opened my one eye and saw him due to the small light hanging in that ally "Errrrr'ick!" I squeaked and mentally face palmed myself. Even at this state I'm calling him Errr'ick. "I'm sorry your highness, what can I do for you?" I squeaked again while trembling. The next second I heard his fits of laughter. He was rolling on the floor, actually rofling. I was glaring at him but I realised that I'm not in a position to glare. So, I made puppy dog face for him to spare my little life. He stopped but after seeing my face, he started to laugh again. He tried to say between his guffaws "You..... your face .....was epiccc!" He started to gasp for air and had tears in his eyes.

A Twisted Love Story by JasmineMaloley

The light from the ceiling in the distance back and forth, the light so bright, pointed directly at me, causing me to squint. I could barely see, my vision was blurry. My head was pounding, it was like my mind had it's own heartbeat. I tried to move but I couldn't my body felt so weak. I could feel the cold pavement against my frail body. I heard the sound of high pitch metal door creaking, I groan and slowly moved my hands to my ears to block the sound. I slow to turned to my left where I heard the noise. There I saw a black shadow figured... I couldn't stare to long my eyes hurt from the light I turned my head. I heard chuckle from a cross the room. "W-why am I here?" I softy stuttered "You were at the wrong place at the wrong time." A deep voice answers I heard a deep laugh. I heard the vibration of every footstep tooken, the sounds got closer. I felt my eyes tearing up, as fear took over my body. "Please, just let me go," I beg as a tear ran down my face. "Sorry sweetheart. There's No Way Out." He says Then I felt a small kiss on my check and whisper in my ear, "You're mine. You're stuck with me forever." I felt sharp pain in my arm causing me to groan in pain. And with the sound of his footsteps echoing around in the room. I heard the high pitch sound of mental door creaking and the door slam shut. I felt myself fight a deep sleep, but I lost the fight, soon i was out.

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Wolfblood by Drageon18

It was dark and I was all alone I couldn't see anything, not even my hands in front of me. I felt all sick like I had a cold. " Where am I ? " I asked. " Your in your my mind ? " a voice replied. It sounded like we were in a cave. " What do you mean I'm in your mind ? " I asked again. " We are telepathically linked now, you can't run from me anymore, " replied the person " Just stop messing with me and tell me who you are and where am I, " I Sid. I started to get really eritated. And what did the person mean by you can't run from me anymore. Who was it that I was running from. Then I started to get a little dizzy and my through started to burn. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I woke up. I was in a white room with like 1,000,000 bright light on me. It hurt a lot. There were cords tied up to me and I didn't know where I was.

Atlantis Academy: The First Element by AutumnKalquist

Five Star Reviews for Atlantis Academy: "Omg this book was amazing I couldn't put it down or stop reading. I carried it with me open on my phone while I did everything just to keep reading. I need more of all of this. Epic story, epic content, epic visuals, just epic. LOVE THIS!" "Once I got into this story, I did not stop reading it. This is a beautiful story about a very awkward girl who is riven with so much pain and angst and yet... this makes her who she is and shapes her into the person she will become. The world she finds herself awakened to is magical and yet filled with the all-too-familiar cliques and tribes of the very human people who inhabit it. One word to describe the story: beautiful!" "The story pulls you headlong to the end and leaves you wanting to shout "No! Not yet!" ...If there were 6 stars, I would have given it that." *** Humanity is one secret society away from extinction. The children of Atlantis use magic to keep us safe. If they make it through the Academy. Hi, I'm Lyric. And I'm kind of a mess. ADHD, that's me. I'm a high school drop-out, late everywhere I go, and one screw-up away from being homeless. I'm a loner, and I like it that way. Who needs friends when you have a Redwood forest nearby? Trees never bully me like the kids did at school. Or get drunk and throw things at my head. After my mom died, I figured life couldn't get much worse. I thought it might even get better. Ha. The universe has a great sense of humor. I should've listened to the rumors about evil spirits. About the angry, ancient magical creatures haunting our small Oregon Coast town. But did I? No. That was my first mistake. And it might be my last. 'Cause now I'm in a battle for my life. A whole new world has opened up... a magical world I don't understand. And the blood in my veins says I belong here. But I have to prove myself to save myself. And when have I ever done that?

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 by Xonereth

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

Wicked Love •Book Two• by hauntingthem

Ivy, Grey and Arrow are finally back in Sin Sity but things are far from normal. Ivy has left her old life behind and thrown herself head first into the world she's been running from since she was a child. With her sister by her side, and some new unlikely allies, Ivy fights to stay out of her fathers grasp. But as gang members disappear, and cryptic letters and packages show up on their doorstep, the endgame of this plan is beginning to look more and more bleak. Meg's life, Grey's life and Arrow's life hang in the balance and the anticipation is making Ivy crazy. She thought she could do this. She thought she could beat this. She thought that love would conquer all. But what if it doesn't? *** The blood on his hands stains my thighs. My pearly skin turning crimson under his touch. And I knew I should feel disgusted. I mean fuck- he'd just killed a man in front of me. But I wasn't. Maybe that said more about me than about him but I didn't care. Not as his hands squeezed my skin and his teeth caught my ear lobe. But he pulled away after just a moment. Arrow tugged me up until we were standing pressed together. Ignoring the body lying lifelessly on the floor of the basement. Arrow walked us backwards toward to the stairs. He turned me around when we reached the first step. We didn't speak as we ascended the staircase and walked straight to the bathroom. Arrow turned on the water, and stripped my clothes before stripping his own. Steam billowed into the bathroom as we stepped into the glass shower. We moved into the water and his lips found my neck. He kissed gently as I watched the pink water swirl around the drain. The door to the shower opens and I turn. Grey's dark eyes give nothing away as he moves to us. He reaches around me to peck Arrow on the mouth, then leans down to capture my mouth in a brutal kiss. He pulls away and smiles down at me. "I love when you're already wet for me, angel."

Let There Be Darkness by 8Caraphernelia8

"No. I don't want to," I answered. Our conversation didn't go well, because I wanted to be silent, and he wanted to talk. It seemed to me that it had become even lighter around, although the night was only deepening. It couldn't be dawn already, could it? I looked around and ran my eyes along the horizon. The sun was not visible, and the sky was not turning gray. "The night is so bright. ", Drake noticed too. And now I frowned. Why was it? And then there was an explosion that almost deafened me. Rocks flew in all directions. Something exploded in our house. In our dear asteroid. Drake and I jumped almost simultaneously, fell to the ground and covered our heads with our hands. Before I could understand what had happened, there was another explosion and this time screams...

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𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (TDN FANFIC 2ND GENERATION)

(THE SERIES BELONGS TO PENELOPE DOUGLAS) 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 To the new Horsemen and Cowgirls, Devil's Night is more than a tradition; it's in their blood. Under the cloak of darkness, they become echoes of their parents-driven by the same unquenchable thirst for danger, power, and control. The night is their playground, where rules are shattered, and the thrill of the forbidden pulses through their veins. Like their parents before them, they revel in the chaos, the secrecy, and the seductive pull of fear that only the darkness can provide. They are the heirs to a legacy of rebellion, a fire that can never be extinguished-born to rule the night and continue what their parents began. In their hands, Devil's Night is a ritual, a rite of passage where the past and present collide, leaving behind a trail of whispers, shadows, and the unmistakable scent of sin. * 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏, my Little Ballerina. She used to be mine, whether she knew it or not. That night-Devil's Night-changed everything for her. She looked at me with those terrified eyes, and yeah, maybe I broke something in her. But I never intended to fix it. I don't regret what happened. Why should I? She can try to run from it, from me, but we both know she'll never really escape. Not from what I did, and definitely not from who I am. She's still mine. Always was, always will be. * 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒊. He was the shadow I could never escape, no matter how far I ran. That night-Devil's Night-he shattered everything. What he did... I'll never forget. I see it every time I close my eyes. He's maddening, dangerous, and completely unapologetic. I wish I could hate him, but part of me is still caught in his web, trapped by the past we share. He never let me go. And maybe, deep down, I'm afraid he never will.