What Could Have Been

What Could Have Been

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This story is temporary paused as I am rewriting chapters. Please be patient! Here is the ( temporary ) new synopsis: "If you don't get a handle on this Malice, someone you love is gonna wind up dead." Life has been a series of misfortunes and failures for Malice Arachne, a witch with the blessing (and curse) of seeing the futures of those around her with just a touch of her hand. 32 years of age, no father figure for her three daughters or parents to back her up, and a college student who's constantly appearing in her visions who's 8 YEARS YOUNGER than her. What's worse is due to the trauma that's been piling up her whole life, her powers are spiraling out of control and she's bound to make a mess of something, or someone. (I really don't know how to write these.)
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Betrayal swirls in her eyes briefly before turning back into fury. Her hands roughly fist my hair tilting my head back, allowing the blade more access to my throat. "You bastard. You hurt him, didn't you?" "I assure you I did not force him to help me." I stare up at Wrens tormented expression, almost enjoying the position she has me in. Her eyes narrow as she leans closer to me, almost inches away, "liar." My response cuts short as a she takes the dagger from my throat and drives the blunt end into the back of my head. The feeling of falling eludes me, as the darkness once circling me now invades my mind. ............................ Waiting is not an easy task, especially when you are planning on murdering the Queen. It has been 14 years since Wren lost everything to Morana's reign. Her home, her father, her hope. Until one day a cloaked man enters her favorite tavern searching for her, he brings along that missing hope she has needed all these years. But in true Wren fashion, she instead attacks him in an alley and ties him up in her room. Because lets face it, how can she trust a word out of Morana's son's mouth.

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