𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤

"Black. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you wore it for me." Desmond couldn't take his eyes off her. And he couldn't control it either when he wrapped his arms around her waist, gently brushing his lips across her shoulder, tracing her tattoo.

"Stop," she whispered. Carrie couldn't even breathe, feeling his lips on her neck. "I have to go."

Desmond ignored her comment. Instead he turned her around. His lips just an inch away from hers, but it wasn't him who kissed first.

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Desmond Carter Logan, an artist in med school. A scarred back, a traumatic past, an abusive father, and a sister he can't leave alone; everything about him speaks Trapped.

Cordelia Bronwynn, a violinist. Working to be the Heir Apparent of Music, a Playgirl, daughter of the General of the Elite Guard, and a heart she is not willing to give; everything about her speaks Potential, Power and Command.

When Desmond steps into the magical world of Ethyrea, ruled by Seven Elders of the Seven Arts looking for Heirs; He is overwhelmed by the fact that his skill is being recognized, he could be chosen as the next Heir. He is falling in love with the General's daughter- everything he could have dreamed of.

Then reality hits them. His sister is left alone with his abusive father. Cordelia's mother is stolen. There's a spy in the midst. A scientist trying to end magic.

A romance in the midst of an almost war.