Bewitched
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Fantasy
This is a story that has been told since the first cavemen in the first cave. It's one of love and of tragedy but that's no surprise as they usually go hand-in-hand. This is the tale of a man with the power to break the earth in two, but whose hands shake under all that's expected of him. This is the tale of a woman under who has had everything she has ever wanted handed to her on a silver platter, but still yearns for more. Jasper Aarden is one of the most powerful magic users to have ever been born. But instead of using his powers he hides himself inside his library away from the expectation he fears he'll never live up to. Ilana Vale has lived a life of safety and security where the most exciting thing that has ever happened to her was having tea after teatime. So she decided to leave her home behind in search of adventure. After meeting at the Summer Solstice ball the course of both of their lives is changed forever, hopefully for the better.
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This is a fictional story about a grown woman who struggles to break-free from or embrace the enchantment within her. Lacey wasn't sure about life, love, anything. She was just living each struggle and inhaling small moments of happiness as it comes. She wasn't interested in falling in love. She didn't know nor wanted to know what love was. She had her bills to pay and survival to face. She was accustomed to fast mornings and late nights. She glowed in thoughts of slow mornings and a dash of romance that sparked under the moonlight. Her life was as exciting as watching ice melt in the sunlight. Not much excitement, to be honest, but the straps of grown-up responsibilities that laced up her ankles from her sensual heels. Her mind often flutters like the wings of butterflies to a graceful, charming wisdom. A vixen with undercurrents of impulsive, magical, raw sexual vulnerability. She keeps a boundary between the one who dances in butterfly dreams and the sensible woman whose heels echoed a more realistic approach to life. There was no man in Lacey's life and she wasn't sure she wanted one. A man would not know how to preserve that mystical, reserved magic and still accept that she challenges, curses and speaks her mind freely. Men sought to stifle and sucked the life out of her and Lacey wanted to live.

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