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“The seelie and unseelie fae are different, as our magic isn’t tied to the physical world. It shapes itself to the personality of the fairy who possesses it. It means that our power can become anything, but it has limits. “It usually settles into one or two gifts by adulthood. The seelie fae take their power from light and the unseelie take it from the darkness. They are two halves of the same whole but neither one is good or evil, just opposing one another.” She spoke the words like I needed convincing, like I believed she was evil. “I managed to figure that out when the seelie fae trapped me in their realm and told me they were going to keep me prisoner for eternity.” I rolled my eyes.

“Only what it wants.” “We know enough to start,” I countered. “We know it was drawn to the binding. To the moment our three powers fused. We know it feeds on discord and on fantasies of separation. We know it hates our hearth. And we know there are stories of things like it in the old texts.” Selene’s eyes flicked to me at that. “You’ve read more of those than I have,” she said. “Yes,” I said. “But most of the stories I’ve seen are broken. Fragmented. We need someone who’s been keeping records longer than I’ve been alive.”

Silas moved behind her, his hands settling on her shoulders. "Read aloud," he said. "The page you were on. Start reading." "Silas, what—" "Read." His hands slid down to cup her breasts through her thin dress. "And don't stop. No matter what I do to you." Eve's breath caught as his fingers found her nipples, teasing them through the fabric. She picked up the book with trembling hands and found her place. "The fae courts are divided into two primary factions," she read, her voice already unsteady. "The Seelie Court, associated with summer and light, and the Unseelie Court, associated with winter and darkness—"

Lisha POV I have been a servant in Cassandra’s castle for four years, every day is torture, and Gabriel, Nadia, Athena, and the guards find new ways to prolong my suffering. I still don't know why they took me from my mother and home and brought me here; it looks like I will never know. The differences between the Seelie and Unseelie are becoming more noticeable the longer I am here. The Unseelie, or Dark Fae as we are sometimes called, are dark-haired, olive skin, dark eyes, and exquisite-looking. The Seelie has fair hair, fair skin, and blue eyes. Looking at them, you would think the sun-blessed them with beauty.

Which is not a good news either. Ever heard of the Seelie and Unseelie? The two kingdoms are just like that. Well the Seelie, in our dictionary, is the Kingdom of Thalia. The unseelie, on the other hand, is the Kingdom of Tereau. It means that in every world, there is good and bad. In their world, the separation is evident between Thalie and Tereau. The Kingdom of Tereau is bad news. They are full of rogues who oppose the ruling of the Kingdom of Thalia. They are ruled by a king who wants them gone. You could say that he can be a villain.

It had made Tobin ill, knowing he had been so closely related to a monster of the worst kind. He feared for Bailey, even as he wanted her. His Court was among the darker ones. Each of the seasonal Courts had their fair share of mischief makers, but the Autumn and Winter Courts housed the most Unseelie. And it wasn't just the Unseelie. Even the Seelie fae were prone to playing "pranks" on the unsuspecting, making treacherous deals and twisting the truth so hard that the victim would be certain they were to blame for any mistreatment. His childhood had been filled with terror, his elder sister a conniving witch.

Atticus joined my side and grunted, " Weather manipulation is a Fae trick. Zelos could very well be unseelie fae." Side-eyeing him I asked what that meant. "Unseelie are extremely dark and powerful. I am equipped to handle him if that is what Zelos turns out to be. The only thing that will work is to vanquish him back to where he came from," he mumbled while chewing on his bottom lip. "Maybe he is a demon summoned by those dark witches," I said as a joke. Giving me a sour glance he said," That would be a thousand times worse."

Once I had everything, I spread it on the table and went through it line by line. The old texts talked about sealed wolves and how their bonds could be broken. Some ways used force, old magic and one rare method was through an emotional connection with their destined mate. That last line drew a short and bitter laugh from my lips. That idea made me scoff. Emotional connection? Could someone really force fate through feelings? But still, the thought stayed with me. I did not want to admit it out loud in front of the elders earlier. But I knew I was really focusing on Katherine more than I should.

“A fusion of corrupted elven ritual and something… older. Darker. How could your friend have possibly known such a thing?” She straightened, backing away toward a towering bookshelf that dominated her living space. “A curse of this nature is a parasite. It is designed to feed until its host is consumed. It does not stop.” She paused, her long, elegant fingers hovering over the spine of a heavy, leather-bound tome. “But… there may be a way to starve it.” She looked at Cassius. “A very, very small chance.”

But just then, a sudden cold breeze was felt, the weather conditions suddenly reformed, it was startling, they both went outdoor, in dread, to find out what was going on. The sorceress was on a mission, she wanted to find the new witch, who had made her punier before, she flew around throwing her magic trying to find the exact location of Joel, she wanted him to join her in destroying the realm. Her hatred towards the kingdom, grew more stronger as years passed by. The pain she got from the royals must be really deep. It was not enough for her to snatch Tami’s rights from her parents, she was out for something big, she had succeeded to form a fissure between the three territories, and was st