Pick Your Poison

Pick Your Poison

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Definition of poison: a substance that is capable of causing the illness or death of a living organism when introduced or absorbed. Most people immediately jump to the conclusion that poisons are things such as alcohol, cleaners, toxic plants. But most never take the time to look at the different meanings behind the word poison. Alastar Cadaver was born and raised under the knowledge of occultic teachings. From the stars down to what type of sage is good for spells. That's what she has always known. Apart from that, her life was pretty normal, until the day that changed not only her life, but the world most had known. Monsters are tired of hiding in the shadows of Men. They always have been. But now, dwellers of the Crossrealms decide that it's time for them to fight for what they want. One of the few Wiccans with actual power remaining on Earth, Alastar is immediately targeted by both Monsters and Men, both either wanting to kill her, or use her to win. Who will be triumphant in this incoming bloodbath? {Updates Every Monday}
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[COMPLETED] My grandmother is a witch. My mother is a witch. My sisters are witches. Even my daddy is a warlock when he's not moonlighting as a rat (a consequence of the aforementioned grandmother's temper). So you would think I would be a witch too, right? Nope. Not a spark of magic resides in my fingertips, and even worse, I'm beginning to think I'm allergic to magic. Kind of a big problem when you live in the middle of the most magical town in Mississippi. I'm just biding my time until I turn eighteen. Then, I can pack my bags and move out into the real world- with the normal humans. Until then, I just have to survive my grandmother's experiments, my sister's nasty temper, and the charms of the town's bad boy, Ash Goodwin. Easy...ier said than done.

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