An Ode to Eaters [ON HIATUS]

An Ode to Eaters [ON HIATUS]

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture28 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., juin 25, 2025
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Fanfiction
Univers Alternatif (UA)
Action & Thriller
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LGBTQIA+
2014 That year, a plane carrying 17 ultimate students (varying in age from 14 to 22), crashed into the Canadian wilderness on route to an academy for ultimate's. Those who survived the crash prayed, starved, and survived for nineteen months until rescue finally came. It was a miracle that anyone was alive at all. 25 Years Later The survivors are now living.. comfortably.. They have shared their stories, told their tales, and are keeping themselves busy to forget the hardships they endured. Yet, somehow.. trouble seems to be following them. Something bad.. Something that would awaken a great secret. Something that the survivors made each other promise not to talk about. Something that happened in the woods. Something that happened 25 years ago *CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME THEY BELONG TO TEAM EDEN'S GARDEN PLAY THEIR GAME FOR FREE ON ITCHIO AND SUPPORT THEM!!!
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It wasn't supposed to be a rescue. It wasn't even supposed to be real. A drunken dare. A reckless chase. A twisted game. Harry and his friends entered the house with one thought-to take what wasn't theirs. But the moment they crossed the threshold, the game turned against them. The doors locked. The walls shifted. Their desires became chains, their laughter swallowed by silence. At first, they thought it was a man-a monster lurking in the dark, toying with them. But the deeper they went, the more the truth clawed at their sanity. The house was alive. And it wanted them to suffer. Time unraveled. Lust turned to regret. Hunger turned to madness. Their mistakes tightened like a noose, and soon, Harry found himself losing more than just his way. He was losing them. And the house was still watching. Because no one leaves until it is done with them. The House That Whispers

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