WanderingDreamLings
Magic was never gone.
It was only forgotten.
For most people, Virelle stared at Ms. Wingston, trying to understand what she had just said while the blue light continued to pulse beneath the skin of her fingers. The room suddenly felt smaller than it had a moment ago, and despite the calm expression on Ms. Wingston's face, Virelle couldn't shake the feeling that she had just stepped into a conversation that had started years before she was even aware of it.
"What exactly does that mean?" Virelle asked, keeping her hand raised between them. "Because if you're about to tell me that this is some completely normal thing that happens to students around here, I would really appreciate it if you skipped that part and just told me the truth."
Ms. Wingston studied her for several seconds before moving toward the desk positioned beside the window, where she rested both hands against its edge. "It isn't normal, Virelle, and I am . But for a few, it exists... hidden in their blood, waiting to be awakened.
Virelle Hale never believed in magic. She lived a normal life-until the day something impossible happened, something no one could explain. Suddenly, the word she thought she knew begins to crack, revealing secrets that were never meant to be seen.
She is invited to a private academy that cannot be found on any map... a place that only appears to those who have magic within them. There, she learns the truth: magic is real, but not everyone can use it- and not everyone uses it for good.
As Virelle struggles to understand her power, she discovers that some people have known about magic all along. Powerful families, dangerous groups, and hidden enemies are already moving in the shadows.
And the most terrifying part?
Her power shouldn't exist.
Now, with secrets unravelling and danger closing in, Virelle must uncover the truth about magic-where it came from, why it was hidden, and why she is at the center of it all.
Because once the veil is lifted...
there's no going back.