Merlin is dying and with him goes his final spell; the cloaking of every magical creature in the known world. As the ancient wizard's power fades, every magical creature imaginable begin to lose their human form and become exposed. Tomius and Arabel are still at school but little do they know they've just had their last ever lesson. Their parents are also cloaked within Merlin's spell, and as it becomes clear that something more than human blood flows in their veins, they must cope with the sudden unveiling of magic in the world, dark and light.

Kayden Lee is a girl from New Jersey with newly divorced parents and an annoyingly perfect cousin staying with her for an entire summer. Blaze Merg is a wizard... but not a particularly good one. He's still surprised that he managed to graduate, and finding a job has proved to be a lot more difficult than expected. Their lives become intertwined just as the magical world erupts into chaos. Spells begin failing, people start dying, and the two are magically bound together against their will. As the magical community struggles to survive without magic, Blaze and Kayden try to find a way to break the spell that has physically bound them together. But as they navigate through magical politics, they must also control their growing attraction to one another, which may just be another unfortunate side effect of their spell gone wrong. * * * Awards and Featuring: Ranked #13 in Fantasy (Dec 2016) Wattpad Featured (Dec 2016) Editor's Choice (May 2020) Featured on @ContemporaryLit (Jan 2020) Featured on @Fantasy (Feb 2021) Featured on @WattpadUrbanFantasy (May 2021) Cover image by @TheRainbowPig

❝It was drizzling the first time I realized I was dead. It wasn’t the rain that led me to this conclusion, however. That honor would have to go to the well-mannered woman who sat beside me, hiding a pistol in her Gucci purse.❞

"I close my eyes one more time, and I finally give in to exhaustion. As I am drawn further and further into the dark, an indiscernible figure subtly creeps into my mind. At first, the stern eyes that examine me seem to belong to my father. But then, as the number of faces begins to multiply, I realize it's not a dream about my old man. Far from it. All I see is them. The wimps and the minxes. Wimps and minxes everywhere. And in that gruesome dream of mine, I stand amongst them." Perhaps, in some way, Henry Anderson has always had some sort of keenness for carnage. However, that's not something people would pick up on at the first glance of Henry Anderson. Because, physically speaking, Henry is not strange looking. There is nothing about him that could hint the slightest abnormality or dysfunction, nor provoke anyone's interest. After all, nothing is fascinating about the married university teacher in the worn out suit, with the untied tie, the lanky figure, the stern expression and the hollow eyes. If anything, everything about him appears mundane, banal even. That is, until one night, when he witnesses an unsettling incident at a park, an incident that will disclose a hidden facet unbeknownst to himself. And as he struggles with the demons that run wild in the darkest corners of his mind, his loved ones grow into subjects of his abhorrence, innocent affection into twisted lust, his accomplished hopes and dreams into disappointments and nightmares, and trivial bitterness into seething rage. And as long as he goes on, the lines keep being crossed and the boundaries keep being pushed. And the further he goes, the less he sees ahead.

I write poems so that you might like me. // Insomnia induced poetry.