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Twin Flame
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2025-09-11 10:15:11
Jordana FayeSorry its been a while Im starting a few new projects
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First Bite The Breaking
The first sign was silence.Every spirit in the region vanished overnight. Not scattered, not hiding—gone. The air around Mirabella Estate felt hollow, as though sound itself had been stolen. Even the usual hum of the Veil was absent, replaced by a pressure in the chest that made breathing feel like inhaling glass.Then came the frost.In July.Autumn stood in the library, her breath fogging in front of her. Books along the shelves groaned under a thin sheet of ice. Even the fire in the hearth had guttered into pale embers, too weak to warm the room. She stared down at the Book on the table.Its pages no longer glowed. The once-living ink had turned black. Dead.
First Bite The Mirror Rite
The Book refused to open.No matter how she called to it.No matter how much blood she smeared across its edges, or how many ancient syllables she whispered until her throat grew raw.It had gone still.Not empty.Not dead.Waiting.Autumn understood why.She’d crossed the line with the soul-fire. The Veil didn’t forgive such things. Power always had a price, and the Book—her oldest, cruelest ally—wouldn’t move again until she paid it.The answer came not in its usual sweeping script but scrawled in the margin of a forgotten p
First Bite Blood and Flame
The attack came at twilight.The air still smelled of salt and ash from their descent when the fracture tore open. A ripple of glassy darkness spread across the clearing near the old well. The Veil itself hissed as it split—bleeding shadow.From it, the second beast emerged.Larger than the Devourer.Sharper.Aware.It didn’t howl.It stalked.Its eyes burned like twin embers, low and deliberate, fixed on them as if it had been waiting.Tristan’s blade was already in his hand, silver singing as it cut through the dusk. He lunged, a precise strike meant to end the fight before it began—but the Hollow creature slid aside with impossible grace, wings of shadow unfurling in its wake. The ground itself recoiled under its movement.It circled them, low and silent, and the shadows bent like hunting dogs at its command.“Get back!” Tristan barked, his voice ragged with urgency.But Autumn didn’t move.She didn’t summon the Book.She didn’t lift the dagger at her belt.She only stepped forward
First Bite Twin Flame
The Book warned her not to go.Its pages had stopped moving, stiff with resistance as though the ink itself refused to guide her. The pendant at her throat had gone cold again, a dead weight against her skin. And the last spell it offered was nothing but a phrase, scrawled in trembling hand:He cannot follow where you lead.But Autumn ignored it.Because she wasn’t leading this time.She was falling.And Tristan was falling with her.The ritual circle glowed pale and low, carved into the ground like a scar that wanted to bleed. It was etched in a mix of mirror salt and blood, rimmed with starlight water that shimmered like quicksilver under a sky that did not belong to their world.Jade hovered at the edge, lips pressed into a silent chant, her breath fogging from nerves she couldn’t master. Her hands trembled around a copper bowl filled with ash—an anchor, a ward, a weapon, but never enough.Tristan stepped into the circle. His shadow bent strangely, stretched thin, like the Hollow w
First Bite The Devourer
The storm descended upon Mirabella Estate with an unsettling abruptness, disrupting the illusion of peace that had blanketed the serene surroundings.One moment, the sky was an endless expanse of tranquil blue, a serene canvas unmarred by the specter of chaos; the next, a spine-chilling sound sliced through the air like a knife—a crackling, as though thick paper were being mercilessly torn apart in the vast void above. And then, as if summoned by some dark sorcery, it erupted forth.A gaping chasm cleaved the earth behind the beautiful estate, ripping through the once-placid landscape like a wound that refused to heal.This was no ordinary gateway, not merely a veil concealing some hidden verity. No, it was a gaping maw, an insatiable abyss eager for the consumption of all that lay before it.
First Bite Hollow Bargains
Tristan wouldn’t stop pacing.The library floor creaked beneath his boots, over and over in a rhythm that scraped Autumn’s already raw nerves. She sat curled in the reading chair, the mirror coin cold in her palm.“Say something,” she said.Tristan stopped but didn’t face her.“You were gone for almost a day.”“To me, it felt like an hour.”“You came back freezing. You were bleeding. Your eyes were—” He turned, finally. “They were glowing, Autumn. Silver. And not in the Veilwalker way. In the hollowed-out way.”She looked down. “I met someone.”His face contorted in disbelief, a mix of anger and confusion twisting his features. “In the Hollow?”
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