The Ominous Files

The Ominous Files

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Feb 19, 2025
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Paranormal
A collection of Supernatural BL stories depicting the events and lives of different pairings. I don't own any of the rights to the actors or pairings being used. They belong to themselves and their respective agencies. This story is a combination of mine and my friend's @Erica-rainae thoughts and ideas whom without her this story never would have existed. Thank You once again for having the patience to help me when I was stuck, give ideas when I couldn't think of any and listening to me when I needed to rant or have a meltdown. I will always love you for that! I hope you all will enjoy the journey that you'll be taking with me! If you do enjoy it likes and comments help motivate me to continue writing.
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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