TLS: Alternate Universe: Blood and Magic

TLS: Alternate Universe: Blood and Magic

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A Legendary Seal Alternate Universe. Just because This AU focuses on Krystal and Amethyst Amethyst is a known witch who grew up being shunned by her own people, her own kind. Betrayed by people whom she trusted the most. Grew up only to be used as a tool for destruction, used for her talents. Not until she's had enough. She lived a long while of solitude, then came along a cheeky and annoying vampire companion. Will she be able to trust others again? Will she be able to regain what she has lost? Or will she succumb to the bloodlust inside her? Or the madness of her own magic? Krystal is a hybrid. She was used to being used. Kindness is not something she had known until a two mated couple freed her. As she watched the two, she began dreaming about meeting her own destined one as she watched the two. From then on, she tasted what freedom is like. Now that she has moved on from a past so bitter, so haunting. But what if, she was never really free?
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