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“This is my world, Olivia. My family. My rules.” From the top of the staircase, figures began to gather. Women cloaked in black, their faces shadowed, their movements eerie and quiet. Candles glowed in their hands, flames flickering in the draft. Their eyes caught the light like animals in the dark. The Mistress Circle. Jessica’s secret cult of betrayed women. Olivia gripped Ethan’s hand tightly. Her voice shook as she whispered, “We need to get out of here.” Ethan’s fingers tightened around hers, warm even through the blood. His voice was firm, unshaken. “If we run, she wins. We face her. Together.”

Thank you for pushing through and finishing book 1. Please let me know what you think! Book 2, Family Secrets is where I will publish any and all sequels. I am in the process of changing the title name to just The Silver Dragon Series. I plan for there to be a total of 6 books. Books 1, which you just read, through 3 will be Davina and Derek's journey to defeat those after her so she can live in peace. Book 4 will follow her daughter Maliyah, Book 5 will follow her twins and book 6 will follow her last child.

Charles says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My poor heart "Oh no son, I just didn't know that you and Elizabeth were that close" "Let's just say she's that hidden secret I wasn't ready to reveal yet" Now he's insinuating things "Oh I get it now. Congratulations you both!" She says with a beaming smile and walks excitedly, as if she has a dirty secret she cannot wait to share with everyone. "Charles!" "Elizabeth!" "Now you're just creating stories" "I've always wanted to be a writer since I was a kid"

Lucas butted in. “The secret was kept by her ancestors so even her Mom doesn't know. Do you guys remember The Circle?” Selene asked us. The Circle was an organization that our parents told us about as bedtime stories. The Circle was an organization of witch slayers that helped the Alpha to hunt down all witches. “Yeah. Why bring them up when the organization doesn’t exist anymore?” Lucas asked. “Who says they don’t? Vivian’s Ex-mate found out that Vivian is a witch and has told The Circle about it. He doesn't want Zander and Vivian to be together. The Circle is coming for Vivian,” Selene said.

I tried to avoid the endless clouds of dust, and I sneezed every time I accidentally stirred some up. I was almost ready to give up from all the sneezing when my eyes landed on a blue book bound in leather with golden words engraved on it: "DARK CIRCLE." The thought of abandoning the search fled as I stepped forward and slowly retrieved the book. It had the answers I needed: the year the Dark Circle was created, who created it and why, its history… This was exactly what I needed. I was about to join the others when a small wooden box fell onto the floor.

“That sounds aggressively illegal.” “It is,” Adrian replied, his calm tone unsettling. I rose slowly from beside the car, rainwater sliding down the back of my coat, chilling me as I surveyed the dark harbor ahead. The Circle. The name echoed in my mind, a ghost from the past I hadn’t encountered directly in years. Most in the corridors of corporate power treated them like an elusive rumor—a conspiracy whispered between governments, banks, and private intelligence firms. Invisible influence. Invisible money. Invisible control. And if Elijah was telling the truth—

The letter, a small white square, felt like a shard of ice in the warm, salty air. I read the words once, then again, watching the ink blur. "Last chance, Shadow. Meet me at Jurgina Bar. Second floor, Room 8. Midnight and come ALONE." My fingers clenched, crumpling the note until the paper groaned. A tremor ran from my hand up my arm, a cold current against the island's tropical heat. How had he found us? Eavon had promised this place was impenetrable, a fortress built of secrecy and trust. Yet, a ghost from our past had simply slipped a message under the door.

“But whatever it is, someone went to great lengths to keep it hidden down here.” A chill ran down my spine. I met his gaze. “Let me see it.” Kai handed me the heavy book and I quickly scanned the weathered dusty pages. “It looks like a grimoire of some sorts.” I whispered with a thoughtful frown. “To what?” Jin questioned, mirroring my pensive frown. “A magic circle.” I whispered. Hope bloomed my chest as I stared at the faded words. “As long as it is placed in the right location and guided by one, whose blood carries the ancient lineage, a mighty barrier shall rise, shielding all from the dark forces of the hidden family.”

“Thirteen is the number of the circle. It is the only number strong enough to hold back what is coming for your girl.” Mrs. Vane reached for them like a drowning person reaches for a rope. “Wait,” Celeste warned, pulling them back just an inch. “These will guard her body, but they cannot guard a heart full of shadows. If your daughter is hiding secrets, the earth will eventually give them up. Secrets have a way of digging themselves out of the grave. When they do, they will follow her until her last breath.” I watched Mrs. Vane flinch as if she had been slapped. She looked like she was about to faint, but she took the beads and clutched them to her chest. She didn't even care that they were

A reminder. I stepped into the circle and the magic hummed, sensing me, recognizing the fire beneath my skin. The circle sealed shut behind me with a low hiss like breath leaving the lungs of a dying god. Above, the moon rose, round and unblinking. Witness. The Circle was sacred, a place where words failed and only truth could be spoken through blade and blood. Alpha King Zed, my brother entered opposite me, the edge of his cloak brushing ash and bone. He didn't look at me right away. Only at the sword between us.