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Moonlight Claws Crimson Heart
Back to work.
Her thoughts were foggy as she shifted her focus back to the body. She knelt, adjusting her lens to get a clearer shot of the claw marks. The dizziness started to come again, the same one that had been creeping up on her more often in recent weeks. She gripped the camera tighter, trying to steady herself. The blackouts—when time seemed to slip through her fingers, when everything went dark—had been happening more and more. She tried to fight it off, but the blackness crept in, threatening to swallow her whole.
Her grip on the camera faltered, and she stumbled but caught herself just in time. Her pulse hammered in her ears, and she forced herself to take a deep breath. No. Not n
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The Cloaked Damsel
Today I had time to myself,not even Jeremy would bother talking down at me.
Standing infront of my mirror I was pleased with the person looking back at me.No,not the broken or quiet Marie,but Isabella Rosa Morrone.I admired the outfit,a black mid thigh coat-dress with pleats on the left side and long sleeved.I am glad to be back.All I had to do was bring back my ambitious side and fix the crown.Picking my leather Estelle Couture brand bag,I walk out to the garage.I used to go with a small car coz of my disguise but today it was different.I smiled at myself as I looked at my Mercedes-AMG G63.
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The Stolen Relic
Clarissa jumped between them, putting up a hand toward each.
“Blake! This is Mimi. The Mimi!” Clarissa shouted.
Blake lowered his arms and stood upright, but he held on to his daggers. He continued to eye Mimi as Mimi glared back at him.
“We are all friends!” Clarissa embellished. “No fighting!”
Mimi huffed and shook his head. Blake’s eyes wandered behind her. Between her and Mimi was a lavender egg with rough scales adorning its surface. The egg would come up to Blake's thigh if it were sitting on the ground instead of on a chest-high pedestal.
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Magnolia
She liked it.
“You are a miracle maker, Clara.” Magnolia smiled. “Thank you.”
“The miracle is your beauty, my lady.” Clara answered as she bowed.
Magnolia ascended the stairs, still blushing a bit from her maid’s comment. Then her eyes fell on Daniel. He was wearing a royal blue dinner jacket and his hair was combed back.
When he noticed her, he walked to the staircase and waited for her. The color of the jacket was reflecting on his eyes. It made their color even more intense.
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The Rogue Blessed Luna
Panic laced her words.
"Yes, the wolf surrounded by the Nightengale Warriors with silver paws."
Clove slowly brushed a hand over her eyes and she gasped, "She has witch blood in her?"
"Maves' a witch so, yes."
Clove slowly brushed her hand over Miras' eyes, "Now look at her and tell me what you see?"
Mira snorted, "Blue and purple hues orbit around her," She whispered, mesmerised by the magnificence of the colours that resembled the horizon at twilight.
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The Black Cliff
Sinking to the floor, she closed her eyes.
The Black Cliff was plunged into the darkness of the night, illuminated by blinding flashes of lightning. The sea and the sky staged an unspoken battle: the opened whirlpool twisted a lone ship in its grip, high waves rolled noisily onto the shore, hit rocks and protruding reefs. The terrified sailors held on to the masts, but the raging elements flooded the deck, flowed down the cut-water onto a mermaid-amulet carved from wood. From the bright flashes, the face of the sea maiden turned into a grinning mask, and the tail was hidden by another wave, wanting to separate the "wooden mermaid" from the hull and pull it into its arms. Black, impenetrable
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Moonflower
he said excitedly to the others.
The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”
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Fated To The Ruthless Lycan King
“Second, get the duskroot. It grows low to the ground, it has deep purple stems with a single black blossom. It’s bitter, I suggest you don’t bring it with your bare hands.”
“ Third, firemoss. It clings to the southern rocks and glows faintly orange in the dark. Please handle this one gently.”
“Fourth, starpetal. Tiny blue flowers with white flecks, shaped like stars.”
“Then lastly, bloodfern. It’s long and sharp. You’ll know it by the metallic scent. Only take two leaves, we don’t need much.”
They bowed and hurried off. She turned back to me. “Now I just need time.”
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Second Bloom
The light is doing what March light does on the Costa Brava — coming in low and specific, the sea a grey-blue that is neither winter nor summer, the town above the harbour making the sounds of a place that is waking up after the long indoor months.
She has Clara's old notebook with her — the first one, from when Clara was eight. Clara gave it to her last year, when she started university, saying: *this is yours more than it is mine. You taught me to do it. Keep the record.* The first notebook, eight years old, full of Clara's handwriting about rocks and twins and what her mother does.
She has her own sixteenth notebook too. Both on the harbour wall.
She opens Clara's notebook to the first en
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Mist
“Oh, sorry, this is Amanda and Clara, and this is Kai.”
“Hey,” I said, as they both stared at me, and I began to feel uncomfortable.
“We’re meeting some other friends at Rumba tonight. You should join us, since you’re alone here,” Emory said.
“Yeah, maybe,” I said, as I loaded more bottles into the trolley.
“You won’t be sorry,” she said, and I laughed.
“Yeah, okay. See you guys tonight,” I said, and walked to the check-out, where the cashier looked at me like I was insane as I unloaded the cart.
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I stumbled upon this gem titled 'Thorns of the Golden Rose' on AO3 recently, and it nails Mimosa's emotional turmoil in a love triangle with Asta and Noelle. The fic dives deep into her insecurities—how she feels overshadowed by Noelle's fiery personality and Asta's obliviousness. The author crafts these intense inner monologues where Mimosa questions her worth, torn between her loyalty to Noelle and her growing feelings for Asta. The pacing is slow but deliberate, letting her emotional wounds fester before any resolution.
Another standout is 'Petals in the Storm,' which frames Mimosa's struggle through her royal lineage. The pressure of her family's expectations clashes with her desire to be seen as more than just a healer. Asta's relentless optimism becomes both a comfort and a source of pain, especially when Noelle's jealousy flares up. The fic uses subtle gestures—stolen glances, half-finished sentences—to show Mimosa's internal conflict. It’s less about dramatic confrontations and more about the quiet ache of unspoken love.
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