Spells From Garden Walls

Spells From Garden Walls

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I- Olive Oteri- am a second-born royal. No one really cares about me because I'm not getting the crown- all the press cares about is my sister. Sometimes, when the press is interrogating my sister, I like to sneak off to the Myst forest with Amora and watch the blue and green glow of the mushrooms and the way the bark swirls and greens at my touch. Looking up during the night, the purple hue of the sky in the sunset is breathtaking, and above the cloud bank is a blanket of the most beautiful stars anyone can ever hope to see. Meeting Harper was the best thing that happened to me. (Spells from Garden Walls is also available to read on a website called quotev!!)
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Princess Serena felt she was doomed to live a dreary, protected existence in the palace that she was prepared to end. Even once she inherits the title of Queen, the kingdom of Eden would never cease to protect its flower. Her fear of living a dull life ate at her until her tempting first love, Caius, renters it. He vows to free her of her sorrows with a promise of magic, adventure, and passion. She thought he would bring her the excitement she had been looking for, but joining her deadly infatuation would wilt Eden's flower to the brink of agony. ------------------------------------------------------------------- When he turned his ear to me, I noticed that I could see the right side of his mouth. I've used it as a substitute for eye contact. When he smirked just now, I felt myself tremble. "There's a corpse of my creation at my feet Serena. What makes you think I'm devout to religion?" That explains his willingness to sin. "You're a virtuous woman for keeping to your vows, but I am by no means a virtuous man." His intent to court me is not pure. It's certainly from his heart, but his cause is not only for my love. There's something that he must prove to me now... Whether his will is enough to turn me against my virtues. With each passing day I'm growing more weary that it might be. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cover art by Erika De Luca on ArtStation This story if the first of a series Word Count: 147,000 Please read the introduction for triggers! Thanks for giving this story a try :)

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