The First Cursed

The First Cursed

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"Just remember, if this goes south real fast, you were the one who went with it." "And when it doesn't?" "Then it's all on me." When a very unexpected surprise arrives on Tristan and Ryden's doorstep in the form of two police officers and two nieces they had no idea existed, it's quite a shock to the system. Faced with looking after the twins in a world where they can't even count on being alive tomorrow, they go with it - family is family, after all. Of course, when their decision has monstrous and sometimes hellish consequences, their family is pulled every which way, the bonds tested and strained. Can old friendships and family be counted on? Or does immortality make for a terminal case of nostalgia?
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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