Azalea Marie Carter-Swan has always been fascinated by mythology and magic. Unlike most college girls, she spends the majority of her time reading in the library or her room.
One day, Azalea discovers a book with strange runes upon her desk with no indication of how it came to be there. Upon opening the book, Azalea realizes that it tells of a magical kingdom, Afronave, which was ruled by the Morgan family. The kingdom was believed to have been unintentionally vanished and destroyed by magic by an unknown force fifty years ago.
Over time, Azalea becomes especially intrigued with the last known ruler of Afronave, the "twisted and evil" Queen Renée Morgan and her tragic past. Having dealt with abandonment issues and childhood abuse personally, Azalea connects deeply with the mythical ruler.
What happens when Azalea is magically transported fifty years to the past? Is Afronave truly just a children's story, or is something more powerful concealing the truth?
This story is:
-gxg
-will have torture
-18+
15 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
15 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
warning | The following story contains vulgar language and sexual scenes that might be offensive to some readers. So don't go complaining in the comment section because you've been warned...
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Being 17 is hard. It's even harder when you're basically taking care of your mother who's a drug addict and young brother. It's also hard dealing with the murder of your father and the lost friendship it caused. It's hard being alone, and even harder knowing you've caused it yourself. Maria is living this hard life, with built up anger, and resentment towards her mother and the murder. She is sent to the new counselor to "help" her with moving on from her past. But is this new counselor just a bandage covering Maria's true problems, or is he what she needs to fix it all?
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My nails dig into his shoulders, those gray eyes beaming through me as I loudly moan his name, Mr. Wolfe. He places his free hand over my mouth, muffling my lust filled moans. "Call me Nate." He whispers. Nate pulls out his fingers and takes a couple steps back, looking over my burning body, craving just his touch. "Come over tonight." He tucks another card in my bra, then softly kisses my forehead as he walks out of his office. "See you tonight around 5, Miss. Moore." // chapter two
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This is my first Wattpad story so I hope you enjoy it my lovelies!
-AveryLeā