MasukJulianna POV
“My name is Julianna Harris,” I began softly. “I recently found out I’m a Chronokeeper. My past self was called Wanda Chronos.”
At that name, Oberis Faelora, the Fairy King, froze. His eyes flickered with recognition.
“I don’t remember much of her life,” I said quickly. “I don’t even know how I got the key. My past self gave it to my mother for safekeeping, but it was stolen by a woman named Kira. Somehow it ended up with Principal Blackwood. Now it’s missing again.”
Nox Windbourne’s tone was soft but cold. “You tampered with time. And time always demands a price. You may not have paid it yet, but you will.”
Draven Stoneheart snorted. “You lot talk too much. The girl saved the whole bloody school. Maybe show some gratitude before we decide to roast her.”
Nerida’s voice rippled like the sea. “And if her next act kills us all?”
Tepes Thane finally spoke, his tone calm, unyielding.
“She’s not our enemy. She fought aga
Julianna POVThe house hadn’t changed.That realization hit me the moment I stepped inside, like a punch to the chest I hadn’t braced for. The faint smell of ginger tea lingered in the air. The old clock on the wall still ticked slightly too loud. Even the floorboard near the hallway still creaked when I stepped on it.Home.For a second, I just stood there, my bag slipping from my shoulder, wondering how a place could feel so safe and so fragile at the same time.“Mom?” I called.“In the kitchen,” she answered.Her voice grounded me immediately.I followed it, finding her by the counter, hands wrapped around a mug, eyes tired but sharp in the way only hers ever were. She turned the moment she saw me, and before I could say anything, she crossed the room and pulled me into her arms.I didn’t even try to hold it together.Everything I’d been carrying—the fear, the anger, the confusion—collapsed all at once. I pressed my face into her shoulder, breathing her in, reminding myself that th
Lyra POVJulianna had been quiet all day.Not the peaceful kind of quiet. Not the I’m thinking about homework kind. This was the kind where she smiled too quickly, laughed half a second late, and stared at nothing for just a bit too long.Which meant something was wrong.I watched her from across the bench outside the west wing, my chin resting in my palm. Students passed by in clusters, laughing, arguing, living their lives like nothing had happened weeks ago. Like the world hadn’t almost cracked open.Julianna didn’t notice any of it.“Okay,” I said finally. “That’s enough.”She blinked. “Enough of what?”“Whatever emotional nonsense you’re trying to pretend isn’t happening,” I replied. “Out with it.”She scoffed. “Nothing’s wrong.”I leaned closer. “You just lied to my face.”
Julianna POVSolara’s return changed the air at Paranormal High.Not loudly. Not dramatically.Just enough that everything felt… tilted.I noticed it first in the little things.Scott standing a bit too stiff whenever Solara entered a room. Solara hesitating, like she wasn’t sure where she was allowed to stand. Conversations cutting off halfway, words swallowed instead of spoken. They avoided each other’s eyes with the careful precision of people who knew exactly where not to look.And that made it worse.We were gathered on the open training grounds that afternoon, the wide stone arena ringed with sigils carved deep into the earth. The sky above was clear, but the air buzzed faintly with magic—anticipation, tension, curiosity.Solara stood near the edge, hands clasped in front of her, shoulders squared but uncertain. Her red hair caught the sunlight strangely, almost glowing, embers flic
Solara POVThe sickness started quietly.That was the cruelest part of it.At first, it was just exhaustion. The kind that clung to my bones no matter how long I slept. I’d wake up feeling like I hadn’t rested at all, my limbs heavy, my chest tight, as if the air itself had weight.“You’ve been training too hard,” Scott said one afternoon as we sat on the academy steps, sunlight warming the stone beneath us. “Phoenix fire drains stamina if you don’t balance it.”“I barely trained today,” I muttered, rubbing my wrist. My skin felt too warm. Not burning just… wrong.“You’re glowing,” he added jokingly.I laughed, but it came out weak.The healers noticed before I did.They started pulling me from class, running scans, whispering in corners when they thought I wasn’t listening. My fire began to flicker instead of burn—erratic, u
Solara POVI don’t remember my parents.That’s the first thing people usually ask, and I never know how to answer it without disappointing them. They expect a tragedy faces, voices, last words whispered through tears. But all I have is absence. A blank space where memories should be. Like someone erased the beginning of my story before I ever got the chance to read it.The orphanage smelled like old wood and boiled vegetables. Not unpleasant. Just… permanent. The kind of smell that settles into your clothes and reminds you that you’re not going anywhere.I learned early not to cry when other kids were adopted.I learned to smile, to wave, to say I’m happy for you and mean it just enough that no one would question me. I learned to sit on my bed at night and stare at the ceiling, counting cracks, imagining them as constellations instead of fractures. I told myself I didn’t need anyone. That it was safer t
Julianna POVTime slowed to a crawl.The blade caught the light as it descended, silver flashing like a falling star. My body reacted before my mind could heart slamming against my ribs, breath tearing from my lungs but my feet wouldn’t move fast enough.“No—!” I screamed.The knife plunged into Solara’s chest.The sound was wrong. Not the wet, awful sound I expected but a sharp crack, like metal striking glass.I was suddenly running, my vision blurring, my pulse roaring in my ears. “Stop! Get away from her!”The figure turned.And my world shattered.“L… Lily?” I whispered.She stood there, calm, unnervingly calm, her hand still gripping the hilt of the blade embedded in Solara’s body. Her face held no anger. No madness. Just focus. Purpose.I slammed into her, shoving her back. “What did you do?!” My voice broke, tears spilling freely now. “Have you lost your mind?!”Lily didn’t resist. She let me push her away, stepping back as Solara’s body suddenly arched violently on the bed.A







