Whispers of the Shadows | Descendants Fic | *ON HIATUS*
Previously titled: "They Say I'm Evil"
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❝Maybe the reason we keep the lights off is because we're afraid of what's hiding in the shadows?❞
❝I say this with all the love in the world... but you need a therapist and maybe a nightlight.❞
She was the weapon meant to free the Devil himself.
Milena had been given the opportunity of a lifetime-her freedom. But freedom wasn't a luxury offered freely to people like her. The price? Deliver the Guardian of Auradon's head. If she failed, her soul would be the only forgiveness the Devil accepted.
Jay knew better than to let his emotions show. Weakness didn't survive in his world. And yet he couldn't stop trying to protect her-from her father, the chaos, the world itself.
If only he knew what lurked in the shadows when his back was turned-the very creatures she'd been shielding him from her entire life.
Because loving a weapon always comes at a cost.
