Novelas web de First-Person POV Fantasy e historias de Witch / Wizard ambientadas en Weak to Strong

Two decades earlier, the realms of the Four Courts waged war against the covens of witches. Neither side would yield, though both were bleeding themselves dry in a war that spanned five brutal years. The Courts relied on their noble bloodlines, the witches on their wild and ancient spells. Each skirmish ended in ash, with neither enemy capable of breaking the other. Then a sorcerer from the Courts revealed a weapon: an octagonal crystal forged from eight different stones, each carved from the essence of a court. On the battlefield, before witches or nobles could comprehend what was happening, the crystal ignited. A blinding eruption of light burst forth, eight rays fusing into one unbearable brilliance. It was not merely sight that was torn away in that flash — but power, essence, and soul. Both Courts and witches alike fell, drained of the magic that had defined them. When the light faded, the battlefield lay silent under a sky of glittering dust. The enchantments were gone. The witches’ spellcraft, the courts’ line-born sorcery — extinguished forever. Neither side had won. Both had lost. And magic never returned.

Three tests. Three gifts. Three men. Nyra thought her miserable life couldn’t get any worse. She didn’t expect a mysterious aunt to show up at her door with news that her birth mother had passed… leaving her a legacy she never knew existed. She really didn’t expect powers that could bend reality or to rule the hidden world of witches, sorcerers, enslaved werewolves, and the ghosts of long-extinct vampires. And she definitely didn’t expect three dangerously alluring men to challenge everything she thought she knew about love, trust, and lust. This is the story of Nyra… a survivor, a witch, and a queen of the legacy that had been cursed for centuries.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains a plot misunderstanding involving themes of non-consent. Please note that NO non-consensual act takes place. ________________________________ Annabelle Piper has spent the last two years dreaming about her eighteenth birthday. The day she would finally be free of her stepfather’s abuse and be betrothed to her mate, Dominic East, the future Alpha of the Attridge Pack. Instead, Dominic rejects her in front of the entire pack and chooses her best friend, Aria Lopez. The betrayal cuts deeper than any wound that has ever been inflicted on her. Humiliated, beaten and betrayed by the two people she trusted most, Annabelle’s life is destroyed in a single night. But before she can even begin to recover, she learns that she has been sold. Sold to the ruthless dragon kingdom of House Vaelryth, Annabelle is thrown into a cage with other “beautiful” girls and told the truth. When the cage falls, they will be released and hunted. Whoever catches them claims them. Forever. She runs. She fights. She refuses to go quietly. Then an enormous hand closes around her waist, only for another, stronger one to tear her away and pull her onto a different horse. The man facing her is the one who sent the entire kingdom into a frenzy. The King. The Dragon Commander. The only man powerful enough to command every dragon. He has claimed her. And House Vaelryth does not do roses or poetry.