Prologue

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There were many things about Estella that were confusing.

The way she pushed everyone away.

The way she laughed during serious situations.

The way she acted like she didn't care even when she did.

But most of all, it was how she would always run when it came to love. And you might be thinking towards it, but sadly, no, she would run away from it.

She was afraid of love. 

The Olympians were known for their power. Zeus with his lightening. Apollo with this plagues. Ares with his war. But she was most afraid of Aphrodite. The goddess was  had always had so much control of her life.

Ever since that prophecy was made years ago. She was quite afraid of the future. Afraid of what it might hold. And afraid of the plans Aphrodite had made. 

When she was younger, she was never shown a lot of love. All she knew was that her father was dead. He had left her with his cousins. She was made the heiress of the most ancient and most noble house of Black, as well as Rozier and Lestrange, seeing as her aunt was "out of service." She had stayed a lot with her aunt Narcissa. 

She had always wondered what her aunt Andromeda had thought of her. Of the little girl who knew too much and wanted so much. She hoped her father would be proud of her. 

Her mother had always been a difficult subject. The goddess had loved her daughter, but she couldn't always be there. She would visit her at night when she was younger. 

When she was 6, she was sent to camp with her best friends, Lilah Potter and Iris McKinnon. They were the only people who knew her for her. They were always there for her. Lilah was a daughter of Aphrodite, while Iris was a daughter of Demeter. 

They had turned the camp outside down. Just like their parents, they loved mischief. While Lilah was more like her father when it came to fun, she was a true daughter of Aphrodite. She loved doing her make-up and hair, trying out different styles, and most of all, she loved love.

She was a strong charm speaker. Had her pink mist. Could control others' emotions. But most of all, she could see soul ties between others. There would be this faint glow between two people when they were meant for each other. Like a string tying them together. So, of course, she would play Cupid and match them up together. It was her in blood, after all. 

While Lilah was a perfect child of Aphrodite, Iris was quite different from her siblings. She could obviously control plants and had plant teleportation. But unlike them, she could control the seasons. It was a gift her mother had given her upon her birth. She was a fighter. And just like the season, she was dangerously beautiful. 

Estella, unlike her best friends, was not a child of an Olympian, even though many thought she could have been an Athena kid. She was a daughter of Nyx, Legacy of Hecate, and blessed Hypnos. Her voice alone could set you into a deep slumber. She was a manifestation of magic and night. Her mother had birthed her from fallen star dust. Seeing as it was her destiny to shine. 

Her brother Hypnos had blessed her, seeing as she could be the one to bring the "minor gods" the justice they deserved. 

Estella Black was truly not someone to be messed with. And she hoped that anyone who got in her way would rot. Because she had one goal and one goal only.

Revenge.















↳. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [she speaks] ࿐ྂ

heyyyyy..... so ik messier was supposed to be called risk and be a wtm but like i changes it.....anyways i'll try and update soon but like junior year is hell.

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