In an age where gods walked among mortals, the balance between life and death teetered on the brink of collapse. Aelara, the last goddess of an ancient elemental bloodline, commands the forces of earth, fire, wind, and water. Nyxarion, lord of darkness, misery, and death, reigns over the forgotten souls beneath the world's surface. Bound by hatred and fated to destroy each other, they are thrown into a new world-reborn as ordinary humans stripped of their memory and power.
With the Tree of Aeons dying, the remnants of the gods decree that only the union of these sworn enemies can save existence itself. Forced to live among mortals, they must discover love where they once sought vengeance, and unlock the ancient forces that sustain the cycle of life-happiness, sorrow, hope, misery, rebirth, and death.
In this mythic tale of love forged in fire and shadow, can two souls bound by hate embrace a destiny greater than themselves? Or will their past consume the world before they can rise together?
Trigger warning for the following:
-mature content
-some strong language
-fighting
-mentions of abuse
Everything was cool. It was fine and normal until, a new family moves I'm next door. The beautiful family seemed normal enough, but something was off. Their son didn't fit into the rest of them.
He was mysterious and seemed a little bit standoffish. He seemed rude and like he didn't belong.
Meeting him went well, and she catches his eye.
Going to school together and their families spending some time together causes them to grow closer. So close that things happen.
What happens? Do sparks fly?