The Red Trail {COMPLETED}

The Red Trail {COMPLETED}

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Being a witch sounds like fun but it's nothing but silence, at least that's what it's like for me --- A witch by definition is a woman who uses magic but Mirella is not a traditional witch. Her heritage of magic is unknown to the witches coven that cares for her. Due to her difference she's not welcomed in any type of society. She's cut off by many and she timidly hides from others. As she practices magic by herself one of her spells goes in a different direction then expected, opening a window to an unknown area. As she looked in she sees a strangely handsome warlock looking back at her. She was startled by this man because Warlocks had gone extinct 200 years ago. And there was no spell to look into the past. What has this window opened? What problems could this lead for Mirella? Will she ever find her magical heritage? And how will the Warlock affect her life? ------- Started: January 19th, 2019 Ended: April 24th, 2019 ------- Please check out my other stories Bright Lights Till Disaster Struck The Burned Kingdom And of course my short stories!
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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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