
πππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππ πππ ππππ πππππππ ππππ! Drink, dance and let the blood flow from glass to glass. The hunt has begun. Who will let the Forsaken blood spill into the fire? Who will be crowned as Host and victor of ever burning flame? These questions burn hot when three new players join the game. Especially when it comes to their mutual ties to the death of girl two years ago. Will their mutual hatred cease in the fit of survival, or will it consume them and let the same blood spill as it did two years ago? πππππ is everything he wants himself to be. Noble, honorable and charismatic. He does everything to make his Papi proud. The invitation to this year's hunt is everything he's ever wanted yet... something still feels wrong. πππππππ is a revolutionary. The bloodsoaked saviour. The terror to destroy Europa. Her name shifts and turns to admiration or loathing depending on who mutters it. The invitation to the Hunt only brings more gore to her world made of it. π πππππππ is the perfect Forsaken. He lets them shapeshift him as they see fit. He speaks the words they want. He allows for them to take away his sister, his friends, his humanity. He sees the Hunt as an escape, whether that be by life or death. βΈ On both Wattpad and Royal Road βΈ Now an edited and refined verison of "Forsaken by Power" βΈ Dystopia with fantasy and romance elements βΈ Magical powers βΈ Love triangle (kind of) βΈ Art drawn by me in every three chapters βΈ Plot twist βΈ Morally grey characters βΈ Fight scenesAll Rights Reserved