LOGIN“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
There's a beat of silence where Cedric looks caught between a plethora of emotions he should be feeling at her answer until she adds, "But I won't be staying here either."Cedric chuckles, a low, menacing sound that bounces around in the expansive dining hall. "You're brave, I'll give you that," he
Marisol frowned, a scoff leaving her lips at the question and attitude, resisting the urge to roll her eyes back at Sophia. She makes a move to walk away, but Caleb steps forward, blocking her path."What did you do to keep Cedric at bay?" Caleb's voice is firm, his eyes piercing as he studied Maris
“Cedric.” It was a warning, a very clear one, with every letter of his name laced with hints of her annoyance and irritation.He could feel her restraint slipping. Yes. That was exactly what he wanted. He did not know when it started he'd grown quite curious about her. His fragmented memories presen
The next morning, Marisol wakes up feeling surprisingly light, like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The events of the previous day seemed distant now, replaced by a sense of clarity and determination. She decides to start the day fresh and have breakfast in the pack house, something she







