Magnus's POV...
I drop my wine glass and it shatters on the floor. "Amatis," I say trying to keep calm. "What is the meaning of this?" She presses the knife down, pricking my skin.
"I can see what you have been doing," she hisses. "You are falling in love with him. That's not your job! If you can't do it I will!"
"Why can't do are job," I say still trying to remain calm. "He doesn't have his memory."
"He lies," she giggles in a psychotic way. "When you aren't here, I see him staring blankly out the window. He knows. He remembers. He's playing dumb."
She picks up another knife and throws it at the door. I turn my head, the knife scrapping against my neck, to see what she is looking at. Alexander is standing in the doorway.
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The Nephilim's Heart (MALEC) (Completed)
FanfictionDark, cold, and alone. Alec can't remember anything when he wakes up chained in stone room. Three figures step out of the darkness and two of them have knives... With an odd romance story, violence, and mystery. This is a story that... Well you h...
