In the shadow of unrequited love, a heartbroken soul's desperate act unleashes a darkness that threatens to consume two worlds. When Alessa's long-held love for Liam is met with rejection, she takes her own life - but in doing so, her soul merges with Morwen, the feared Queen Witch of Aethoria, a realm of ancient magic and terror.
Now wielding Morwen's formidable powers, Alessa becomes the very thing she once feared. As the Dark Queen, she rules Aethoria with an iron fist, leaving destruction in her wake. But when Lyra Stormweaver discovers the truth behind the Queen's transformation, she ventures into the human world to enlist Liam's aid.
Caught between his past and present, Liam is torn as his feelings for Alessa resurface, igniting a passionate and destructive love. As Morwen's wrath ravages the earth, Liam's family becomes her ultimate target, and Alessa's soul fights to reclaim her humanity. Will love be the key to redemption, or will it seal their fate in a darkness that threatens to consume everything?
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Story cover credits: Sarabella329
"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly.
"I'm not feverish." I snapped.
"You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused."
"They are not unfocused!"
Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy."
I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!"
Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer."
My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not."
Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes."
Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip.
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