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Club Dusk

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Elena Jackson’s life is perfect. Or at least, that’s what everyone believes. Loving parents, a doting boyfriend, and a full scholarship to college—on the surface, she has it all. But for the past two years, haunting visions have plagued her, demanding to be drawn, their meaning just out of reach. When a chilling new image—a dead figure and a stranger calling her name—shakes her to the core, she can no longer ignore the cracks in her world. Her parents control her future. Her boyfriend pushes her boundaries. Her best friends have grown distant. And after an argument with her boyfriend, everything feels like it’s falling apart. Then, out of the blue, her friends invite her to Club Dusk. A chance to let go, to escape, to forget. But the moment she steps inside, she is drawn into something far darker than she could ever imagine. The club is no ordinary nightlife hotspot—it’s a hunting ground for vampires. And at the centre of it all is the enigmatic Darien Varcolac and his cold, commanding sister, Valda. What was meant to be a provocative night of fun quickly spirals into chaos. Because Elena has stumbled into a world she was never meant to see. And once the darkness has its grip on her, there’s no turning back...
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