LOGINThirds person POV ‘I need a shower.’ Ivy thought to herself, staring down at her damp sweatshirt and tank top outfit she had been wearing for the past two days. Ivy pressed her lips to form a thin line, she sat on the couch in the living room, spinning a pen in between her fingers as she waited for Clara to be done. She easily found where Athena was living and had sent out the message but at some point she didn't like the idea but then there was Ayla. Possessed by one of the entities and driven to almost kill her kids. Ivy rubbed at her temples, she could feel power drain from her with each spell they conducted and originally, it wasn't like this. But there was only so much a line witch could achieve, especially when her strength came from elders who must have passed on to the afterlife. Though she hadn't told anyone this, after dealing with this entity and conducting the spell, she'll live a mortal life with Clara. Clara's heels disrupted her thoughts as she came into view, w
Third person's POV The house had begun to suffocate her. Athena stood beside the living room window, staring through a narrowed gap in the curtains while she flickered ash from the cigarette in-between her fingers before taking another drag. She watched the delivery guy trick rumbled past and her neighbor mowed the lawn. Pffttt. Ordinary people living ordinary lives. She blew out smoke and scoffed. “You think I could fly you to Korea next week? I heard plastic surgery costs less." She dragged again. “Didn't think of the flight cost?" Aiden's mother sneered.. Athena released the curtain and turned. Aiden's mother was stretched across the sofa, a blanket covering her legs. Her grey hair tied into her peacock patterned scarf. Although the hospital had discharged her, she still looked frail. Her skin was pale, and the dark circles beneath her eyes made her appear older than she was. The illness had worked her body but not her appetite for revenge. Athena walked o
Ayla's POVI was sitting in the sitting room when I first realized something was really wrong with me. At first, I thought it was exhaustion and the fact that I watched my kids enter into the circle had drained me. I remembered when ivy snapped her head, I remembered how my kids reacted and I was half way through rubbing my temples when I heard it. “Ayla." Like a soft whisper in my head. I turned to Killian but he was talking to Clara and when I looked down, black tendrils had wrapped themselves around my wrists. My heart skipped two beats, racing from panic. I looked up to call out to Killian but no one was there, the children had vanished so had ivy and Clara. In front of me now stood a tall shadowy figure with no discernible face. "Hello Ayla.” I didn't like the energy emitting from him, I didn't like the smell, I didn't like his presence and the mild fear I felt from it. "Your children are fine…." The voice rasped. “For now.” I looked down at the grip around my wrists
Third person's POV A gathering never felt so cold like how the air in the sitting room was now, there was still a lingering smell of buny herbs but no one seemed to care Ivy sat on the edge of the sofa, bringing the cup of tea to her lips. She needed the strength it could give. All of it. Clara paced in from of the fireplace to the other end of the room, she stopped and let out a short breath. She glanced at Ayla who seemed strangely calm before turning to Ivy. “So, let me get this straight.” She crossed her arms. “The thing that has been terrorizing Ayla's kids is an ancient entity connected to Killian's bloodline and It was trapped in that vase, but Kallum’s little ancestral ritual disturbed it but Killian's mother urged them to break it so we'd learn about it, and now it's feeding on the children?” She stopped to catch her breath while Ivy nodded grimly. “And the only way to stop it is to find the original binding spell and use blood powerful enough to sever its connectio
Third Person's POV“Your kids are more powerful than you think." Ivy said to Killian as she lined the candles. Everyone stood from a distance, watching her as she whispered something underneath her breath, more like a chant. "They are six.” he put in, his hands closed over Ayla's. “And they threw me across the room with their mind?” She put in and when she got no reply from them, she returned to putting up the candles. “Is that everything you need?" Clara asked. Ivy looked up to her but Clara looked away. "I'll assume that's it.” She said, Ivy pressed her lips together, she knew Clara was still pissed at her but since everyone was pushing past it for the sake of knowing how to solve the problem then so was Clara. She entered the circle, carrying a small wooden box, inside were three silver candies and a handful of moon flowers.Ayla watched her during all this time, she crouched in front of her kids. Ruffling Aegon's hair lightly as she forced a small smile. “It's not gonna
Killian's POVIt all happened so fast.One minute I was hearing Ayla laugh the second, I heard the sound of something whirling to my direction. I heard the cocking of the gone and the sound of the deafening shot. Then pain. A sharp pain that couldn't be compared to and that too, right before my eyes. I saw the bullet but it was too late to leave for anywhere else so I took it and in my very own unconsciousness I saw things I would never have thought to see even in a million years. I thought the dark force was worse. This was like being thrown into a lake of fire where the demons who tormented you know your name. Everytime I blinked now, I saw Kallum’s face in front of mine, smiling down at me, whispering in my ear how he'd love for me to join him. To join the family. That was when I knew I wasn't dealing with something ordinary. Looking around at everyone. At Ayla holding onto the kids, at Ivy thrown across the room and at Clara. I didn't feel fear or anxiety. Instead an
Third person's pov Ayla called Ivy the second she got a hold of her phone, she sat on the edge of the bed as she dialed the number. Ivy had never called her so many times. She assumed it would be something important or something about the prophecy.But then she listened to the voicemails first, I
Ayla's pov To me, the house now felt like home. It felt like a cage. I paced the living room for the fifth time in less than five minutes, trying to figure out if Killian had mentioned him going anywhere but there was nothing. My heartbeat thundered louder than the ticking clock on the wall and
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
Third person's pov Ivy had tried to lose herself in her bookshop. She recalled how she swiftly packed her things and fled the scene of naked Clara on her body. So she went back home and opened the book shop like nothing happened. The bell above the door chimed softly as the morning passed, custo







