All Chapters of The Broken Luna, Reborn : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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

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 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 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, Ivy sounded worried and it made her worried as well and when she heard something being wrong with Killian, she tried as much as she could to be calm. “Ayla?" Ivy called out after taking the call “where have you been??" “Okay hold your horses, I just saw your calls" she said quickly. “The waitress saw my phone laying on the table after we had dinner, I just got it." Ivy opened her mouth to say something but Ayla Interrupted..“I also got the voice message..” she said “so please, tell me things are fine and that you've got it sorted out" “Sorted out, you say?" Ivy crossed over towards the reading section “Ayla. There is a witch in town" she pressed on, hoping Ayla heard her this time, so sh

Third person's pov A normal witch's soul couldn't be in another dimension while his body was in another, it could be escorted by grim reapers who would think the soul was dead. But that is the thing with black witches and astral projecting. Their souls were already dark. The grim reaper wouldn't notice if it was a lost soul or not. It was why Erebus still sat with Kallum who took small sips from his glass. “Leave us.” Kallum turned to Lila. Lila blinked. "But..” "Now.” he snapped. Lia clenched her fist as her jaw tightened. “I want Ayla killed" “And she will be. You just have to do what you haven't been doing these past few days. Listening to me." “Oh I stopped doing that the minute you turned on me" Lila tried not to sound harsh but she meant every word. She could still feel the pressure on her neck like it was yesterday he made her personal advisor and choked her to the wall in rage. "Considering that and also the fact that I am your only ally. You have no choi