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They were small, no bigger than a book. ​"The Grave of Spells," Kael whispered. "This is where the ancient demons buried the magic they couldn't control." ​Arion stopped at a bridge made of white bone that stretched over a pit of black liquid. "This is the exit. It leads to the mortal mountain range. But there's a toll." ​"A toll?" Seraphina asked, stepping closer to the bridge. ​"The bridge only crosses for a 'Matched Pair,'" Arion said, looking at the marks on Seraphina's arm and then at Kael. "It was built by the first Bloodbound. It requires the bond to be... acknowledged."

Dust motes spiraled through the shafts of late afternoon light, settling on rows of books that seemed to be holding their breath. Which meant something was happening elsewhere in the house. And that meant Autumn wasn’t telling her everything again. Jade set aside her notes and flipped back through the Veilwalker Apocrypha, an unofficial, unapproved collection of personal spells, protection rites, and "soul-binding risks" that the Council had once banned. She’d borrowed it from Dominic’s private archive without asking. She found the passage at the very back. Handwritten. Tucked between two pages with salt-burned corners:

At night, she hears whispers in the water. On the third night, Evelyn sees a flickering light drifting down the river. She follows it—drawn by something she doesn’t understand—and finds a wooden boat with a burning lantern and an old journal inside. The pages are filled with entries from a woman named Alara who speaks of binding spells, river spirits, and a curse upon her bloodline. The last page is stained and unreadable

Freya demanded, her fingers already burning through the enchanted chains. Behind her, Alice was moving swiftly, chanting unlocking spells as she freed more captives. When she reached Imogene, her spell faltered. The moment they touched—A spark came alive between them. A visual one. Both women jerked backward slightly, blinking at one another. They looked…alike. Too alike. Alice gasped. “You…” Imogene’s lips parted. “It can’t be.” Freya chanted, pouring her energy into a new binding circle that began reversing Elira’s null-spell. Sparks ignited across the chamber.

Magic pulsed from the pages like a heartbeat. And staring right at me? A title written in old, curling ink: “Luna of the Cursed Moon” I blinked. Nope. No thank you. I wanted a self-care spell, not a prophecy. I tried to turn the page—except the book bit me. “No. Ohhh no. We are NOT doing this fate-destiny-cosmic-mate nonsense. I just cleaned up a glitter chicken with sass issues!” But too late. Magic curled from the page like smoke, surrounding me, whispering…

It was so grateful to the eye that Cassandra breathed in awe. "Oh Freyja's Hair! The spell has been broken! The spell has been broken!" Owlyn squeaked. They heard the Groundsler squealing with the sound of a dying pig as the piercing light cast all over the room. The creature of dark underground could not stand the harsh brilliancy and began to retreat to where it had come. Cassandra watched the wonderful sight, and out of the shimmering light appeared a fair young woman about her age.

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I thought he wasn’t going to answer but at last he lifted his head and looked at me. “I have super speed, but you already know that one”, he paused. “Yeah, I saw you that day when you left the parking lot.” “Yeah. I can gilt, predict the future and also shoot ice from my body through my hands”, he said. “Gilt?” “Umm, gilt is disappearing from one point and appearing on the other”, he explained. “You mean, you can disappear from here and appear on that corner across the room?” I asked with surprise. He chuckled and said, “Yep, that’s how I roll. You want a demonstration?”

The title was also written on the first page. Annabelle Hale;this is my book of shadows. Book of shadows. What did that mean? She began to flip through the pages and her mouth dropped open in awe. It was a book of spells. Magic spells, healing spells, invisible spells, spell of curses, teleporting spells, spells of the past, spells to break a curse... "So many spells and incantations",she said softly. "Yeah. That book belonged to the world greatest Sorceress",Caleb said. "What happened to her?",Layla asked.

I felt so much lighter as if all the ink is leaving my body. I don't know if Theodore is feeling something different. I smiled at Michael as he frowned, he must notice what am I thinking. " Wait! " " No! " Theodore and Michael said at the same time as I pierced the syche in my chest. I saw it lightened as I laughed. The spell upon Michael stopped he came to help me stand. Theodore tried to fill me with ink but it didn't happen. " I'm no longer yours. " I whispered before closing my eyes. ........................ To be continued