LOGINThird person's pov The moment Ivy activated the ring, Erebus felt it, in his bones and in his veins. It was one thing black magic had taught him, to bend through the loop holes and follow any illegal back door possible. A normal witch wouldn't know that magic traveled silently, that it displaced a certain energy that could be once again used for a greater cause. The ring he had dropped into her clutches, had been designed to do exactly that. To follow the back door for him. At first his Raven felt something off and so did he. There was something about the book store that reeked of witchcraft that had no traceable source. Then there was this faint wolf smell which he couldn't ignore. He was in his original form now, the form where half of his face as scarred, he wore his cloak and emitted his usual dark energy. Erebus slid in the back room of a human café that had closed hours earlier, the smell of stale coffee and sugar still clung to the air as red candles burned lo
Third person's pov The line rang. Once. Twice. Voicemail. Ivy combed through her hair with her fingers as she dialed again. There was no answer on the third and fourth ring and over to the bed was Clara string once again. “Pick up." She groaned in an inaudible voice. All.she wanted was to be sure they were in bed having sex or sleeping and not probably in the clutches of a maniac dark witch.Clara stirred again in her sleep and this time Ivy was sure she would wake up if she didn't go back to bed right now. Sighing in frustration, she clutched the phone and returned to bed. Tomorrow, she would call her but if she was still unreachable then she has no choice but to create a protection spell. ***The best time to act was after Clara left for the office from the book store, though she came back again to get a ledger she forgot, after she was gone and Ivy was sure she wouldn't be back until noon.She flipped the store sign that said ‘open’ back to ‘closed’ and reached for her phone.
Third person's pov It was hard to tell Clara that her bookstore was in the center of the city but her real home was a cottage like house in the woods far from the big city, filled with spells and all other witch things. So she spelled the owner of a modern apartment downtown and took Clara there instead. And at night, her eyes remained glued to the ceiling as Clara slept by her side, one of her arm tucked beneath her pillow. Ivy could hear the steady beating of Clara's heart as she thought of the blond man.Thoughts of him couldn't let her sleep and every time she closed her eyes she felt it again. Not like the darkness but a fragment of it.The ring laid on her bedside table, just sitting there. Fine," she muttered to herself. “You win." She swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up carefully, her feet settling on the hardwood floor, she paused, making sure Clara hadn't stirred before she reached for the ring and headed towards the bathroom.Ivy locked the door and sat o
Third person's pov The bell above the shop hadn't rang for the past one hour, Ivy's spell to ward off humans was literally for her own benefit. She sat behind the librarian desk, her paperwork, forgotten. The lamplight low. Everything she should have been paying attention to was on hold. It had been two days since Clara confessed to her with flowers that she wanted more. She couldn't object. Not when she was having the best time of her life as well. And now, instead of attending to books and signing paperwork she entertained Clara, who was on her knees just in front of her. And it certainly wasn't to check if the desk has loose screws. Ivy's fingers were threaded tightly in Clara's hair as Clara created tight circles around her bud, while parting her panties to the side. Clara's tongue lapped Ivy's cunt. In a way that had her slimy precum everywhere. She licked her folds and pushed her tongue past her entrance to relish the saltiness of Ivy's core. Meanwhile Ivy's head tipped
Third person's pov Black magic was the darkest form of magic, it had been banned from every coven in the witch's realm. But Erebus watched his parents being killed right before his eyes and could not standby as the murderers served just a mere punishment.So he took up black magic in secret and got his revenge. Though it still called to him, going back cost him his coven. But Erebus had no regrets. And now here in a world entirely different from wolves, he took the human form easily.In fact he blended so well, no one could tell him apart in a crowded place. He sat in a building where they served hot brown liquid in paper cups. ‘Cafe’ was what he recalled as he went into the building, and now. He sat there, the place was less crowded but warm and he could overhear the small talks the human who sat behind him were having. He could hear the hiss of steamed milk and he could sense the air around here. The glass windows reflected a version of him that passed for a human. Blond, i
Ayla's pov It was surreal to wake up with Killian beside me, with no headlines, no cameras, no Aiden, no Isabel, just us. Just us eating breakfast in bed and watching movies till we fell asleep. I didn't have to worry about the office even though Tessa hadn't called since we got here. Our routine was clean. Wake up, have breakfast, spend the day together, order midnight snacks and have wild sex till dawn. It almost masked this dark feeling that constantly crawled up my skin. Seoul was different from Seattle. It was calm and maybe it was because of their language and how they had to carry a translator around before they could under us. We normally took calm walks at night but this time we were at Namsan, walking the path that led upward towards the famous N Seoul Tower. The trail lights glowed warm along the stone steps, lanterns illuminating everywhere, couples like us, tourists also like us and locals who passed by laughing softly. Warped in coats and scarves. Above us was







