LOGINEighteen-year-old Winter Devereaux has always felt like an outsider in a world that refuses to understand her. As her birthday approaches, strange revelations begin to surface—her hidden identity masking her true nature and an icy prophecy linked to her destiny. Drawn north by whispers of secrets, she steps into a mysterious, frost-covered realm where shadows communicate and the air is thick with magic. There, she encounters the enigmatic Aaron Windermere, whose true intentions are shrouded in mystery. Together, they explore a landscape filled with concealed truths and lurking dangers, awakening feelings Winter never anticipated. Will they unravel the secrets before darkness consumes everything? Join Winter on an alluring journey where reality blurs and the line between friend and foe shifts.
View More"Winter," she said softly, "it wasn't your fault." Her words were gentle yet firm, as if she were anchoring me from the storm raging inside. "Death is merely another chapter in our lives, one that Declan desperately wanted but was afraid to start himself."Confusion twisted in my gut. "You mean… he wanted to die?" I breathed, struggling with a reality I was afraid to face. The thought that Declan had carried a burden so heavy that shadows had shackled him hadn't fully hit me, and it made my heart ache in ways I couldn't understand. Scarlett took a step back, her gaze steady and searching. "He struggled, dear. He faced dark thoughts and lived a life bereft of love. Sometimes, the gods challenge us by giving us mates with hearts so dark that even the brightest light can't seem to reach them."Her words weighed heavily, like stones dropped into the river, disrupting the surface but also rippling through the depths. I stared at her, lost in a whirlwind of emotions. "But... what do I do? I
*Winter*I sat on the cliff overlooking the river, watching the gentle currents weave an elegant dance around the jagged rocks and patches of ice below. The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting elongated shadows that felt like a reflection of the turmoil in my heart—a week had passed since we returned from the Whispering Reef—a week filled with memories and guilt that clung to me like an oppressive mist. I could still hear the waves crashing against the doomed vessel, the haunting cries echoing through the darkness. Declan's death had been an accident, or so everyone tried to convince me. But deep down, I felt a gnawing certainty: his death was tied to me, bound by a surge of magic I couldn't control.Drawing in a shuddering breath, I pulled my knees up to my chest and watched the river flow, its surface only disturbed by the occasional ripple. "This isn't how it should be," I whispered to the wind, a silent plea more than a statement. I had been trusted with a gift—a power meant to p
Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Winter kneeling beside Declan, her hands pressed against the wet, rocky floor. Rage radiated from her—her power pushing into the bubble with such force it blurred her vision's edges. Her eyes shimmered with a bright mix of green and amber, a storm of emotion swirling inside them. "Winter!" I yelled, urgency gripping my throat as the veil of despair threatened to consume me as well.Her pained scream pierced through the chaos, a sound that shook the cave and made the bubble ripple violently. I watched as Jayla and Elder Kirth splashed against the cavern walls, their energies absorbed into the darkness that seemed to twist and turn around them, draining their life forces like a specter feeding on what they once were.The cave shook as Winter's furious voice echoed off the stone walls, her anger blending with the power she summoned. The air grew thick, lightning crackled, and swirling emotions filled the space. At that moment, the bubble burst beneath th
"I... I'm fine," I stammered, gasping for breath, but my gaze was fixed on Declan, who lay sprawled on the ground. A thin line of blood trickled from beneath him, pooling on the rocks like a silent scream."No! Declan!" I yelled, rushing toward him with Winter by my side. Panic gripped my stomach as I knelt beside my brother. He looked so still, so broken. I shook him gently, desperately trying to make him wake. "Declan! Stay with me!" But before I could understand what was happening, Winter was crying, her fingers trembling as she applied pressure to a wound I hadn't noticed before. "It's my fault," she sobbed, tears mixing with the seawater that soaked her. "I didn't protect him; I didn't save him!""Don't say that!" I urged, struggling to hold back the rising tide of despair. "Declan, please! Just open your eyes!" He groaned softly, his eyelids fluttering open briefly. His gaze met mine, filled with pain and something deeply meaningful. "I'm sorry for everything, Aaron," he whis
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