The Witch's Tale

The Witch's Tale

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When I was a child, my grandmother always tell me stories about mystical creatures, such as fairies, werewolves, vampires, mermaids, giants and witches. I was fascinated by it, so every night I sought to hear it before I go to bed until the day she died. I hated my mom when she said that everything Lola told me were just creations of her mind, nothing about it were true. Therefore, I swore to prove it, that they exist. But as I grow old, and became a doctor, I am convinced that they are just bedtime stories meant to tell kids. But how can I explain these things I see. Beautiful creations of God besides humanity. Mermaids swimming in the warmest sea, And the most beautiful witch in front of me. Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Romance
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They lied to me. My own family. My so-called friends. All of them hiding the truth, that we're tied to the criminal underworld, a forte where my family, the Storms, are the undisputed kings. Then everything falls apart. My dad gets framed. My cousin ends up dead. And the boy I've had a childhood crush on-Nathaniel-turns out to be the one who could destroy me. At least Luke, the one person I shouldn't want, fights to keep me from breaking... but even he has secrets. But it's gets even worse, because now an organization is rising from the shadows, an organization that opposes everything my family stands for. And in a family of warmongers and sociopaths, I stood out as a glaring weakness. The most normal, the most vulnerable, and the most efficient way to end a dynasty that has ruled for centuries. Because what is a throne without an heir, and a crown without its king. So here I am, stuck in a game of blood and betrayal where the only way to survive is to stop being the fragile girl they thought I was. If I have to burn bridges, spill blood, and embrace the monster inside me, then so be it. Because this time, I'm not running from my darkness. I'm becoming it.

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