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A warning painted in blood and flame.A young boy, no older than ten, hid under the corpse of his mother. His eyes wide. Silent. Watching.Until a dark figure hovered above him—one of the witches, with a jagged crown of bone, her smile a red crescent.She whispered something in a language no child should hear.Then she walked away.Letting him live.Not out of mercy.But to carry the horror forward.Above it all, the clouds twisted, and a black sun began to rise—unnatural, pulsing with eldritch magic. A conjuring. A gateway.This wasn’t just war.This was the awakening of the old powers.And in the heart of it, Aldrian roared again—ripping through another house with one swipe, fire crawling up his arms like pets that loved him.He was no longer Kyla’s ally.He was a weapon now.A monster blessed by the witches and bound to a new cause. Whatever part of him had once been loyal, kind, or brave—it had been scorched away.Replaced with fire.And vengeance.From far off, the royal scouts c
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As we all stood there, wet, muddy, and halfway traumatized, Clarence arrived with a clipboard and a monocle.“I heard screaming and felt a gust of wind steal my bonnet. What happened?”Carrot pointed at me. “Goddess went full elemental. Bye-bye, lake.”Clarence nodded, impressed. “Good. She needed exfoliation anyway.”Kala turned to the vegetables. “We’ll resume tomorrow. With a new training plan. And maybe not near a body of water this time.”“And I want a lake refund!” Broccolini shouted.I looked out over the empty basin, heart still thudding, magic still buzzing through my veins like thunder.And even though my hair was soaked, my boots were caked in mud, and a radish was weeping gently in the corner…I smiled.Because I felt it now—this wasn't just magic.This was me, rising.Even if I flooded the kingdom on my way up.The next morning was supposed to be peaceful.A casual breeze. A few floating pebbles. Maybe some gentle leaf twirls.Not a kingdom-level wheatpocalypse.“Alright,
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The next day started off normally—which, in my world, meant only one vegetable had exploded before breakfast.I was nursing a cup of moonberry tea, half-asleep, half-dreading today’s earth magic bootcamp, when the castle doors slammed open like the climax of a romance novel.“DARLING!” a voice rang through the halls like a war trumpet wrapped in velvet.I didn’t even have to look up. I knew that voice.Clarence du Montclair had arrived.She didn’t walk—she glided into the courtyard, wrapped in layers of iridescent silk and a shawl that shimmered like dragonfly wings. Her heels were made of polished obsidian. Her hair was twisted up into a sculpted braid that looked like it was done by angels with advanced engineering degrees.Behind her trailed two assistants carrying enchanted hatboxes that sang lullabies when jostled.She paused in front of me, pushed her oversized pearl-rimmed sunglasses onto her head, and took one look at my wrinkled tunic, grass-stained boots, and crooked braid.
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The loud, sassy, absolutely incorrigible ones who apparently had taken it upon themselves to school me in the fine art of earth magic—my weakest affinity.“Okay, first of all,” said Beet, who wore a monocle made of glass beads, “you’re doing it wrong. Earth magic isn’t about force. It’s about feel. You can’t just stomp your foot and expect a mountain to obey you.”“Unless you’re dramatic,” added Greg the potato, puffing his tiny chest out. “Which I support, by the way.”“Your energy is too sky-oriented,” said a tomato with a voice like an old librarian. “Floaty. Flighty. We love that for you, but roots need grounding. Commitment. Patience.”“Oh gods, she’s a leaf-chaser,” muttered Parsnip, tossing her sprouty hair.“She kisses like fire and rain, but can’t even crack a pebble,” Carrot announced dramatically from her leafy throne on a mushroom stool. “Tragic. Really. Still no baby, too.”“I swear to the moon, Carrot—” I growled.She sipped her rose petal tea like a queen. “I’m just say
Queen Luna: Once Rejected, Now Ruthless Chapter 48
That evening… They arrived.The backup. The legendary backup. The vegetable brigade from the Dark Forest.And they did absolutely nothing except complain.Loudly.Endlessly.Relentlessly.The ground trembled faintly, and a strange, earthy rumble echoed through the east wing. At first, Edric reached for his sword. Kala blinked. Mr. Yellow sighed dramatically and muttered, “Here we go…”Then, like a magical infestation of drama and soil, they emerged from beneath the stone courtyard—through a freshly dug tunnel that absolutely was not supposed to be there.And chaos followed.“Oh, for the love of mulch—Broccolini, you were supposed to take a left turn near the singing river root, not reroute us through the bat caves of West Howl!”“That wasn’t my fault!” Broccolini snapped, her leafy fronds flaring in righteous fury. “I was following the moss trail. It looked promising!”“Promising? It led us to another kingdom! We passed three different borders! We met a banshee who invited us to her w
Queen Luna: Once Rejected, Now Ruthless Chapter 47
EDRIC’S POV“My brothers,” I began, voice deep, commanding, heavy with the weight of what we had all witnessed, “we are under siege—not by one enemy, but by many. Some wear faces we once called kin.”“Where were your guards, Edric?” growled Alpha Tarran of the Icefangs, slamming his fist on the table. “Three dozen dead. Roasted like pigs by flame magic. A village near the border razed to ash. We smelled it from the cliffs!”“They never had a chance,” murmured Alpha Linna of the Nightshade Pack, eyes dim. “The witches attacked from inside the shadows—our sentries never saw them coming.”“Florence’s coven has grown bolder,” I said. “And now... she is no longer working alone.”At that, the alphas murmured. I slammed my fist into the oak table hard enough for runes to shimmer on its surface.“They’ve allied with Aldrian, former beta of Windsor Pack.”The hall erupted. A chorus of snarls, growls, curses in old wolf tongue.“That cursed bastard was stripped of his title—”“He’s no beta, not
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