MasukHi, lovely readers, I know this book is a slow burn, but I promise if you give it a chance, you won’t regret it. Violet’s journey is filled with twists, spice, and an unforgettable adventure that only gets wilder the deeper you go. Please support the story by voting with gems and leaving your thoughts in the comments. Your feedback means the world to me, also I’m open to corrections and suggestions because I want to make this book the best it can be. Thank you for being here and taking this journey with Violet and me. I can’t wait to hear what you think so far!
Violet’s POVI looked at the deep gnash slicing across my shoulder and let out a dark bitter chuckle. It was healing, yeah, but painfully slow. The kind of slowness that told me whatever was in this place wasn’t normal. The kind of slow that whispered I was already dying and didn’t know it yet.My vision was fucked, everything spun in loops colors bled into shadows, the trees blurred like ghosts dancing too close but I didn’t stop, i just couldn’t.Blue whimpered and stepped forward, that beastly body of hers tense and ready to protect me, but I snapped, “Sit!” I growled, voice hard. “Don’t move unless I say so.”She froze, whined low but then obeyed.Good girl.Because I knew damn well, if she tried to protect me from this thing, she’d die trying and I couldn’t lose her too.Tera and Elias were already down. One twitching, the other still. I didn't even know if they were breathing. That thing had knocked them out like broken toys tossed aside. A blow so hard the air cracked.I could
Riven’s POV"Are you insane, Morgana?!" Dax’s voice thundered through the hall and it was sharp enough to make a few scrolls fall off the shelves.Morgana didn’t even flinch. She just sighed long and slow before turning a page in that cursed book she loved so much. The woman was either fearless or suicidal, and knowing her, it was probably both.I stood at her desk, my patience thinning with every second. The scent of burning mana filled the air, Dax’s anger leaking out again. His aura pressed heavy on the walls, dark and dangerous, but Morgana acted like she was discussing the weather.“She’s the only one capable of retrieving what we need,” Morgana said finally, her tone maddeningly calm.“The only one?” Dax scoffed, stepping closer, eyes glowing red. “You sent her into the Abyssal Bloom Forest! Even some elites don’t go there without backup, and you send her, that fragile chaos you claim to be studying? You’ve lost it.”I clenched my fists. “You know as well as I do that place eats
Violet’s POVMy whole body was screaming pain and survival at the same time as I ran. Every muscle burned, my lungs felt like they were filled with knives, and I was sweating in places I didn’t know existed.Tera and Elias were behind me running, cussing, and gasping like they were being chased by death itself. Which… was pretty accurate because we were.Four huge beasts, no, monsters were thundering behind us, their growls shaking the cursed ground, their claws tearing through vines and tree trunks like paper. We'd tried to fight them, gods knew we tried, but these things weren’t normal. Their hides were like plated stone, deflecting our blades and laughing at our efforts. Worse? This damned place was sucking our magic dry like a thirsty vampire with a kink for pain.Tera's face was pale as death, her magic sputtering like a dying candle. Elias wasn’t even swearing anymore, which was terrifying. That boy never shut up. His lips were blue, and his hands shook as he gripped his dagger
Violet’s POVThe second we stepped through the portal, my boots hit the ground with a soft thud, dirt, warm and spongy beneath my feet, like the earth here had been fed too much blood and now it was pulsing with leftover magic. I looked up and froze.What the actual hell?We were in some kind of twisted dreamscape. Flowers bloomed in every color imaginable, blue roses with silver veins, blood-red lilies that opened and closed like they were breathing, and tall, golden sunlotuses that seemed to hum softly in the windless air. It was hauntingly beautiful, like someone had taken a fairytale, dunked it in poison, and sprinkled glitter over the corpse.“It’s… pretty?” Tera offered from beside me, her voice unsure, like she wasn’t sure if she was allowed to say it aloud.“Pretty and cursed,” I muttered. “Look at the trees.”They weren’t normal trees. They were tall, gnarled, bone-white things, their bark looking like petrified ribs curling up into a canopy that blocked out the real sun. The
Violet’s POVI stared at the two sick-looking students in front of me and decided the academy was trying to murder me, not figuratively, not emotionally but straight-up, cold-blooded homicide disguised as “team assignment.”Both of them looked like they’d been dragged out of the infirmary mid-fever. The boy’s eyes were sunken, and his robe hung off him like it wanted to resign. The girl was trembling so hard her staff rattled on the floor. Behind them, Morgana smiled with the calm delight of someone serving poisoned tea.“Ready to head out with your two teammates?” she asked sweetly.My jaw dropped. “You’re joking.”She tilted her head, all fake innocence and sharp edges. “I never joke, Violet. You’ll leave within the hour. Captain Kian will brief you.”Kian was sitting at the far end of the office, one leg crossed, arms folded, eyes fixed on me with that silent-predator intensity that crawled under my skin. The moment our gazes met, my stomach flipped because his smirk said, You’re g
Violet’s POV"You are not going."Abigail's voice cracked, the parchment map she’d snatched from under my pillow slammed onto the floor with dramatic flair. Her hair was sticking out in weird directions from where she'd been tugging it, and her eyes were blazing with fury.“Did you see this map, Vee?! It goes deep into a forbidden area. That woman, that damn Morgana, Devil Queen, Madam Send-You-to-Die is trying to kill you!” she snapped, storming around our room like a caged beast.I sighed, zipping up my bag like it was a normal school day and not a death mission. “It’s not that deep, Abigail...”“NOT THAT DEEP?!” she screeched. “IT’S LITERALLY A DEATH PIT! This area has a red border drawn in blood, Violet! Blood doesn’t lie!”“Technically, ink doesn’t either,” I muttered, trying to shove another pair of socks into the side pouch. Blue growled softly at my leg in agreement. She’d clearly picked a side and it wasn’t mine.“Just chill, I’ll have Blue with me,” I added, with what I hop







