Brandon Läwst is not the son of Lust in name alone. A century of self-reliance and being accountable to no one has given him more than enough time to discover himself, in and out. However, the arrival of Llearth makes him reconsider. Do I really know who I am?The life of a successful scientist cum business mogul entails utmost discipline and clear-headedness, as one must be able to separate business from pleasure. Yet Brandon suddenly feels a bit averse to this idea, and he finds himself wanting to experience both worlds at once. What would it feel like to enjoy absolute pleasure on one hand, whilst holding on tightly to true purpose at the same time?Brandon adds this question to his ever-growing list of questions. From the corner of his eye, he sees the lesser demon packing the supplies into the boot of the car. He notices the natural charisma that surrounds the latter, making it seems as if he is always glowing. And perhaps he is. He’s a dem

In the days of old, when the ancient witches were still present in the flesh, when being a witch-born was not such a rare phenomenon, and pure magic was as common as the sands on the seashore, there existed a happy family of four, comprising a wizard, a witch and their two children, a boy and a girl. They were the Vischer family of the Vischer-Andalusian bloodline, one of the many ancient families with a pure magical bloodline.The Vischer-Andalusian bloodline was, as the name denoted, a fusion of the Vischer and the Andalusian bloodlines through the Syretian Curse.Wizards were fewer compared to the witches, but they weren’t as scarce as they are today. Since wizards are beings of pure magic, they can only survive where there is an abundance of pure magic. It was (and still is) an honour to be married to a wizard. Even if he had no iota of common sense, or couldn’t even perform any magic at all, it was better to be married to a wizard than to mate with oth

Yet she knew that her growth would be stunted, because there would be no real danger to sharpen her abilities to the point of reflexive activity. Besides, she had no reason to stay behind anymore. There were no clingy relatives to consider, or anyone to be missed. She was sure that she wouldn’t be missed either. She simply wanted out.If Evanora knew that her Awakening would signal the end of her innocence and the start of her misery for the next two centuries, she would never have Awoken. She’d have committed suicide before her Awakening, because trying to run away was tantamount to death- she’d be caught, dragged back home and whipped to stupor for disgracing the family name.Unlike her taciturn nature, her Awakening was anything but silent.It started with a subtle change in the aura that enveloped the atmosphere. Previously, it was downright depressing. But soon, her pure aura began to eat away at the depressive atmosphere, easing the gener

The destruction and near annihilation of one the most powerful families of ancient magic did not bring joy to any witch or wizard. Instead, it threw them into a state of mourning and great depression. They had not just lost a highly skilled wizard that remained unrivalled, even in death, but also a beacon of light, hope and peace. The Vischer family were the epitome of pure warmth untainted by the quest for power, and the fact that their story ended in such a tragic manner proved to anyone that no one was above corruption.No one is above deviation. No one is too good to sin, or go astray. No one is free of the urge to do wrong or to perpetuate evil. Thus, no one should rest on their oars, setting themselves or anyone else for that matter on a pedestal of absolute purity or goodness. If even the Vischer family, with their longstanding reputation and penchant for goodness, could fall victim to the lure of deviant magic, irrespective of whatever reasons lay behind it, there is

However, a will containing a wisp of Henrietta Vane’s consciousness ensured that she won the battle for the custody rights of her niece. It declared that in the event of her death or inability to provide appropriate care for any of her children (borrowing a leaf from her mother’s predicament), her sister, Evanora Vane, was to be granted full custody.No one knows that Evanora is the reason the Vane family still exist today. Realizing that with her niece’s nonchalant attitude, the realm of magic stood the risk of losing the Vane bloodline to posterity, she set out to find a suitable mate for the latter.For some reason, the Tree of Life did not give life to any of the bodies containing Arielle’s seeds, so the best alternative was to mate with a mortal and hope that somehow, the child born from such union would inherit magic from her niece. There was a fat chance of that happening, but it was a better alternative, compared to the ‘biased&rsq