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The shadows welcomed me as always, bending to my will as I slipped through the veil between our worlds. I was becoming too familiar with this place—her place. There was something about Daphne that drew me in, an oddity I couldn’t ignore. Humans were predictable creatures, driven by fear, desires, or sheer stupidity. But she was... different. I had to know why. I slipped into her room, the dim glow of moonlight illuminating her grey-blonde hair splayed across her pillow. She was still, her breathing…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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The place was small, but I couldn’t stop staring at it, trying to drink in every detail. Our own quarters. It still didn’t feel real, not quite. The room had that scent of fresh paint and clean, empty surfaces, but soon it would be filled with warmth, memories… and, of course, our scents. The thought made my heart flutter. Silas walked past me, carrying a stack of soft linens that seemed to swallow his arms, and I couldn’t help but smile. I could see his muscles tense as he held the bundle, his…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The door barely clicked shut before I felt Gideon’s glare boring into me. My pulse spiked, a mix of irritation and something sharper tightening in my chest. But I wasn’t backing down. “Seriously, Gideon?” I shot out, crossing my arms. “It was just a joke. Xiomara can handle it. She’s not exactly—” “Enough,” he cut me off, his voice low and harsh. He stepped closer, his jaw set, and something dark in his eyes sent a chill down my spine. “You think humiliating her, like that, was…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The first day back always had that same buzz—the one that filled the air with just enough chaos to keep me from being bored out of my mind. But today, Gideon had wandered off, lost in some tedious conversation with an old friend from his dorm. I watched him, half-hoping he’d finish up soon so we could do something… anything, really. But he didn’t. He was too focused, too absorbed. I rolled my eyes, tapping my fingers on the side of my bag. Where was the fun in standing around, waiting? That was…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The memory dissolved, and in its place, I felt a surge of heat—scalding, raw, and unrestrained. It flooded me, rushing through my veins with a force so fierce it felt like fire and ice intertwined, searing every nerve, every cell. I gasped, clutching my chest as the heat surged, blazing hot until it reached a point of such intensity that it turned cold. It was a cold that burned, clawing up my spine, freezing and yet blistering all at once, as if my body were breaking under the weight of its own…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I woke to the sound of water dripping. It was steady, relentless, a maddening rhythm that I had learned to tune out in the days I had been here. Every drop echoed in the cell, a cruel reminder that time hadn't stopped, even though it felt like it had. Each splash was another second of my life slipping away, another moment lost to the darkness that surrounded me. My body ached from the inside out, every muscle sore from the strain of healing. The magic had drained me, left me hollow. I was a husk, brittle…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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I drummed my fingers against my thigh, glancing at the clock on the wall for what had to be the hundredth time. Practice had run over, and Coach wasn’t one to wrap things up just because we’d hit the scheduled end time. My jaw clenched as he gave us another rundown on defense strategy, the urgency pulsing in my chest growing by the second. It had been hours since I’d left her there in the basement. Too long. Kira was probably waiting, wondering if I’d forgotten her. I’d be lying if I said the…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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The world around me shifted, and the ritual room faded into a foggy gray. I was no longer standing in the circle I’d drawn but somewhere between memory and dream, a liminal space that felt strangely alive, pulsing with shadows. Beside me, Draven’s presence solidified, shadowy and powerful. They looked at me, their gaze both cautious and unyielding. “This is your mindscape,” they said, their voice reverberating through me. “We’re stepping into the boundaries that hold you—the ones your mother…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The room was silent, the kind of stillness that presses against your ears, making you hyper-aware of your own breath, of the steady thrum of your pulse. My fingers trembled as I placed the final item at the edge of the circle—a small, polished stone to represent the earth. It glinted under the faint light, a dull sheen, but enough to make me feel its weight, its grounding presence. I stepped back, feeling the faint pull of the elements around me. The air was thick with anticipation, like the room itself…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Mara sat across from me, brow furrowed as she scanned yet another dusty book. The only light in the room came from the faint glow of her laptop screen, casting a bluish hue over us and the mess of books and notes sprawled out between us. Her fingers traced over the lines in the old tomes, her lips moving as she murmured to herself, piecing together fragments of information. She’d been at it for hours, relentless in her search. I could see the strain tightening in her shoulders, a flicker of something…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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