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.

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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.

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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.