Madrigal Novels & Stories

I'm getting angry because this is a big waste of time and strength. "Excuse me, which of my songs?" I couldn't help but ask 'cause he's not even straightforward with the question. "I would say all your songs in general but right now, to be more specific, I'd choose 'Bound but free'. It's getting a lot of attention over the months." He expounded. When he mentioned 'Bound but free', I remembered Melanie. That was the ancestral song I sang particularly two months ago when Sage spellbound her. To be honest, ever since the war between Sage and us was over, that song had been reviewed and it got more and more attention.

Even just for today. I was just sitting in my bed looking nowhere. I saw my laptop in my bedside table. I picked it up and opened it. I opened my Spotify app and played my favorite song. The One That Got Away I don’t know why I love this so much, but one thing is for sure. The beat is amazing and peaceful, but at the same time, the words are knives piercing through my heart. I sang to the song and enjoy myself. In another life I would be your girl

As the leader announces the beginning of the ritual I feel a barrier come up around the clearing, sealing us inside of it. Mellana approaches me with two chalices. One containing a dark red liquid, in a burgundy shade. And the other contrasting in white, but seemed to have a denser texture. She gives me the one with the red liquid. “First, you drink the potion to open your body.” The leader announces and I do as she says drinking the tasteless red liquid.

“I need to do something. I can’t look at her suffering from the poison that Lazarus gave to her.” “But Cordelia, you are weak now. Your power might be lost.” “It doesn’t matter. I’ am old enough. I need to save my daughter.” “Mother.” Salina whispered. “Let me do that for you.” Willow volunteer himself to help to save the life of Allegra. Cordelia just shrugged her head. She taps her cane on the floor and starts preaching magic. “Per vim venti audiant dolorem meum auferant incantrmentum in corpus suvum, et volert in tenebrus noctem.”

“No, we don’t have anything to talk about. I don’t know you and I’m waiting for my intended to come get me. This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever had to take part in. Why would you make someone who is clearly with someone else do such a thing? He is my mate.” Kendric finally releases me, but I don’t have time to move away. He shoves me back against the tree with a harsh thud, pinning me there. His eyes rake over me, a dangerous hunger gleaming in his stare. “You are Valeria. I know it. Woman, I have two eyes. Do you really think this façade worked? You and I have been destined to be together since birth, and you think a little scent neutralizer and a blonde wig is going to prevent me from kn

At Charlie. Her whole body locked. Its voice rasped like broken branches dragged across stone: "The Unwritten." Charlie stumbled back. "Nope. No thank you. Return that word to sender." Lysander snarled. "You will not touch her." The Hollowed tilted its head. "She belongs... to the Moon That Was Severed." Charlie's heartbeat thudded painfully loud. "I don't even know what that means—" Matthew hissed under his breath, "It's a prophecy reference. A very bad one."

DIEGO Engaging with Paige had been a catastrophic lapse in judgment, a mindless regression into the habits of a man he no longer recognized. Diego wasn't prepared to confess the sheer magnitude of his feelings for Kol, but the internal shift was undeniable. The realization that Isabella was still intent on dismantling Kol’s peace—even if it meant collateral damage to her own brother—forced him to see his twin in a chillingly sharp light. "You're talking in circles," Diego snapped at Isabella. "Just because I don't provide you with a play-by-play of my internal state—"

“Those who did not believe in sharing power returned to our realm once it had stabilized enough to hold them.” “Stabilized how?” He holds my gaze. “Madrigals.” My stomach tightens. “They weren’t just… romantic accidents,” I say slowly. “No.” He does not flinch from it. “Madrigals were originally born to return magic to the realm. Their blood carried resonance between worlds. When they crossed over, they fed energy back into the fractured land.” I stare at him. “So you were taking them back on purpose.” “Yes.” “And not telling anyone.” “Would it have changed the outcome if we had?” he asks quietly.

I’d never seen a creature like this before. I blinked and tore my eyes away from the tapestry. A long polished table stretched across the room, ladened with a variety of dishes. My stomach grumbled and my mouth watered at the thought of eating and tasting something other than dry bread and meat. “Elysande.” I was pulled from my perusal by Prince Kaelen’s slithering voice. He sat at the head of the table, his eyes dark and calculating as they took me in. A shiver passed through me and I crossed my arms to cover my chest.

I’m in rage and right now I can say that we hate each other and I know my parents notice it but they didn’t say anything about it. I bit my lips as I put on a black dress. I sigh as I hold my tummy I’m still not use to it (that Reign isn’t here on my tummy and that she’s gone now). I ask myself every night on how to move on from this tragedy but I just can’t think of anyway and I can’t let her go because it’s not that easy as Arthur and I already plan our future together with our daughter and losing Reign made our relationship weak and full of rage.