𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧 | Mattheo Riddle

They were just a group of teenagers. Friends. Classmates. Survivors.

Until they uncovered the relic-an ancient artifact once entrusted to Merlin himself. At first, it seemed like nothing more than a forgotten piece of history. They didn't know it was a weapon. They didn't know it would start a war.

And one of them knew the truth all along.

Now, the magical world is beginning to unravel-and so are they. Secrets are rising to the surface, shattering friendships and twisting loyalties beyond recognition. Because someone in their circle isn't who they say they are. Someone wants the relic for themselves. And someone is willing to burn everything-including the people they love-to get it.

Caught in the middle is Alora.

Tristan is the boy she was supposed to choose-the one who's always been there, steady and strong, with a heart that feels like home. Mattheo is the one she never saw coming-sharp-tongued, unpredictable, a storm with secrets buried deep beneath his skin. What began as tension between them has spiraled into something hotter, sharper... and impossible to control.

Because love doesn't wait for the right moment.
And neither does betrayal.

Mattheo slammed the Daily Prophet onto the table, the sound sharp and final.

"This is all our fucking fault."

Everyone jumped. Lorenzo rubbed the back of his neck, frowning. "How is this our fault?"

Mattheo didn't speak at first. His eyes flicked across the group-hesitating when they met Alora's. She held his gaze for a second too long. Like maybe she already knew what he was about to say. Like maybe she didn't want to hear it.

He leaned in, voice low. "That relic we found in that abandoned house... it's why this war started."