Daughters of Creation

Daughters of Creation

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"We are the daughters of the witches you burned!" Abductions and murders are happening in the City of Strey, a place for all types of divine in the Veil. Protected by the Veil, a magical barrier created as a safe haven for the children of the Mother Goddess, the divine thought they were finally safe after enduring centuries of horror, pain, and torture by the hands of humanity ... Until marred bodies of dead divine start turning up. For six witches, outlawed for simply being witches, these murders will not only bring new ghosts to torment them but scourge up past ones as well. It will bring a special team of Guards to their door front, along with the eyes of the Council, the very people who eradicated the Coven of Strey, watching their every move. But, for the sake of saving the lives of innocent divine, Rosalyn and Millicent Octavius, Emerson Winnifred, Vela Ellington, Emrie Michele Clarimond, and Dana Amador will pair with the team of Guards known as "the Five" to solve the killings before one of them is taken. The threads of the past weave through the currents of the present, waiting for the day when the Veil is at its weakest ... All Hallows Eve approaches.
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Before the Veil There are realms layered atop the world of humans-hidden not by distance, but by the thinnest breath between heartbeat and shadow. The witches call it The Between. The fae's name it The Undone Thread. Others speak only in hushed riddles and dream-echoes, of a place where time folds, where the dead whisper, and where magic sleeps with one eye open. No mortal crosses the veil by chance. Or so the old songs say. But what if someone did? What if a mortal slipped through, unknowing, unprepared,...believing it was an accident, when in truth it was a summon? Not a summoning by will or spell or reason... But something older. A summoning born of yearning-two hearts aching across distance and destiny, one calling and the other answering. They say a prophecy begins with words. But sometimes, it begins with silence. With the quiet breath before a name is spoken. With a pull in the chest that feels like longing and fate braided together. So when the veil opened, it did not roar. It sighed. And through that sigh, something ancient stirred. A forgotten seal trembled. And the world-both the one of men and the one beyond-shifted. Not because fate demanded it. But because love did. And when one heart calls and the other answers. A binding seal will lock in place until the fate's complete.

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