A Dark Crest Novel

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Everly is the next "bride of the beast," she is taken up the manor, and expects to be sacrificed, she survives, but meets a much worse fate the she had ever imagined.

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A wild beast had begun to attack our town, once every full moon, after it had its fill, it would calmly walk back up the hill, to the infamous Whitlock manor. It was rumored to be haunted. No one quite knew who had started the rumor, and no one had bothered to ask. It had been known forever, and everyone treated it as fact. Anyone ventured up to the manor, we’re said to be cursed. So no one in town dared to step foot inside, the seemingly empty manor. 


 One night, the town had agreed to try and stop the attacks. The beast would come down, and hunt soon, but what if we brought the hunt to the beast? What if we brought it a bride? A midnight snack? Would that quench its thirst? Would it still come down from Whitlock Manor? Those questions ran through all of our minds, as Ophelia Drillscoll, the first bride, was forced up the mountain by a few curious villagers, and left bound, at the foot of the manor. The village was not attacked that night. 

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The Beast Of Whitlock Manor

As I was picking wild raspberries in the forest, I spotted two women. I thought they might need some help, so I took a step closer to them; that's when I heard their conversion. “And that's how I ended up here.” The brown haired woman says. 


“Amora, I'm so sorry…” The red haired woman pulls the other who I now know as Amora into an embrace. “I won't let them hurt you again, I promise.” I take a step back, stepping on a tree branch. The second woman seems to hear me, she pulls away from Amora, and glances into my direction. “Let's go inside. It isn't safe here.” I watch the two walk out of the forest, and into Whitlock Manor, where the beast lies. 


“I have to tell the village what I just saw.” I think to myself, before dropping the berries, and running back down the trail. "Help! Help!" I shout, as I run into the village. Marigold, an elderly woman, stops me. "Child, what's the matter?" She asks. 


Chapter Eleven