Novels by A.AmJiyeon

The building at the back of the mansion? That place has long been closed off and sealed. Was it always the site of the rituals performed by Kaelith and Red? I must check it again; perhaps Kael is still alive and trapped beneath the rubble. I clutched the pendant from the necklace tightly; it felt cold, just like when I touched Kaelith’s skin. That curse couldn’t just vanish; Kaelith said they were connected to my family. If the curse were to be broken, perhaps the Haugen family business would crumble too. "Alaric, we must check that building. Kael might have been buried under the rubble!" Alaric looks displeased whenever I mention Kaelith; he’s even turned his face away now. What’s wrong with him? "There’s nothing there, Vaelora! Focus on getting better—you’re injured." Alaric’s voice sounded annoyed and angry. "Do you know anything about our family’s curse?" I asked again. Alaric’s eyes widened slightly; he then turned away from me. “What curse? I don’t understa

I was injured when I stepped out of the ritual circle. My legs were bleeding from the iron bonds that had been forcibly broken. Kaelith looked worried, but he couldn’t step out of the circle; the ritual was almost over, and Kael was using his remaining strength to save me. “Kaelith, please, don’t do this,” I said to him, my tears now flowing uncontrollably. “If I leave here, you’ll be destroyed too; I can’t.” Kaelith’s voice sounded desperate. Red began to lose his form, as if his skin were peeling away piece by piece, vanishing like dust. I stepped closer as the ritual circle around me had vanished, whilst Kael’s remained. I tried to untie all the iron chains binding him, but it was in vain. They wouldn’t budge, as if locked so tightly. “Kael, please, we have to get out of here,” I said to him. Kael shook his head slowly; his hands were bound, yet he still managed to lift them to cup my cheeks. His cold hands touched my cheeks gently. My tears flowed again, as did K

“Calling his name, eh? Do you think he’ll save you? What if he sacrifices you, Vaelora?” Red whispered to me again. His grip tightened around me and I grimaced in pain. “Argh, it hurts!” Kael arrived in the blink of an eye, managing to pull me away from Red. Red’s sharp claws had scratched my cheek; fresh blood was flowing from the wound. Lucien examined my body, checking which parts were injured. “Does it hurt a lot? Are you okay?” he asked me. I touched the blood on my cheek; it hurt so much I couldn’t feel anything anymore. Tears just streamed down my cheeks. Red stood there, staring at us with a sly look on his face. He deliberately licked the blood from his fingernails. “Kaelith, do you want to break the contract?! The Haugen family and we are bound together; we must perform the ritual,” Red shouted. “No, I won’t sacrifice Vaelora,” Kael replied. I grabbed Kael’s shirt, “Do you want to kill me?” Kaelith looked at me sadly; he even trembled as he wiped my face,

Since that day, I have often encountered Kael, and he frequently follows me, even unintentionally. He says he wants to make sure I am alright. Even though Saga is protecting me, he does not seem to care. What is the purpose of his actions? If my name is indeed written in the book related to him, why did he not explain it in detail from the beginning? During that time, I saw him as an ordinary human being. He even looked like a man who was unfamiliar with the world. Perhaps it was because he was hundreds of years old and couldn't adapt to modern advances? Kael followed me, and now we were sitting together in a café. "Aren't you hungry?" I asked Kael. It was lunchtime, and he seemed unable to stay away from me. It's my lunch break, and he seems unable to stay away from me. "I don't eat and drink like you greedy humans." Huh? His answer was really annoying. "Just do normal things. In my eyes, you're no different from me now." He furrowed his brow, staring at my

I stared at the night sky through my bedroom window. The night of the blood moon had passed a day ago, but Kael's shadow still haunted me. Every word that man spoke, though brief, left a lasting impression and held a mystery. I always felt like he was watching me every moment since last night. The longer I stayed here, the more I daydreamed. I decided to go to sleep immediately. I woke up in an old-fashioned room, slightly dusty, with light coming from the fireplace and candles. My clothes had changed; these were clearly not clothes from my time. Where was this? I faintly heard someone reciting a spell. I got out of bed and stepped out of the room. In front of the room, someone was performing a ritual, standing with their back to me. I widened my eyes as I shifted slightly. Below, I saw Kael, covered in blood and helpless on a ritual symbol. No! This isn't real! This is terrifying! The man reciting the spell in front of me fell silent, as if he knew I was there. Kael, lyin

Last night's events still echo in my mind. That red-haired man felt so real, yet it was impossible for him to come and go as he pleased. Unless, he wasn't human. "Vaelora," I heard Saga call my name. I turned to him stiffly, "Y-yes?" "I've been calling you, Miss, but you only turned when I said your name." He replied. We were on our way to the office; Saga had picked me up this time. My security had suddenly become tighter than usual; I was sure this was Alaric's request. "Is something bothering you?" Saga asked. His eyes stared at me through the hanging rear-view mirror, occasionally. Clearly, something was bothering me. That red-haired man with red eyes haunted my thoughts. I felt like he had always been near me all this time, that feeling just came out of nowhere. "No, I'm just tired," I replied. I could hear his breathing from here, even though he was driving in front and I was sitting in the back. "Tonight, I have to make sure you get home safely," Saga said. "Alright