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Five. Grey didn’t die from blood loss but because of how he used the destructive spirit magic. Now, he wept and trembled as vitality surged through his body, marking his second return from death. This time, the agony was intensified,…
A blue, flaming javelin materialized between Christian’s hands, ripping through the stone as it surged toward Grey. Yet, Grey responded with a calculated ease. Whirlwind! The resulting explosion sent the carriage hurtling into the woods. Even Smoke was propelled into…
The empty roads stretched out before Grey as he sprinted with everything he had. The doctor’s office wasn’t far from Trinity’s school, and Grey, familiar with the area, had a shortcut in mind—a route often taken by Christian and Trinity’s…
Grey’s life continued with the usual tasks dictated by servitude, the routine of his chores etched into his memory. His days were now filled with outdoor tasks, ranging from the grim duty of carrying the lifeless bodies of Christian’s discarded…
Another carriage rolled through the same landscape, leading to the school grounds. Inside, Isabella, Selene, and Marcus observed the surroundings with far less interest than the children had. Once they stopped at a crossroad, Marcus noticed two young men, clad…
Christian’s hands trembled as he sifted through Trinity’s desk, a sense of urgency driving him to locate her mana blockage pills. The effort to replicate identical-looking pills in his alchemy class had consumed precious time, but his determination had prevailed. …
Selene’s heart raced as she called out Trinity’s name again, her voice echoing through the tumultuous winds inside the room. The door swung shut behind her, momentarily quelling the force that threatened to engulf the entire estate. Selene’s eyes darted…
After nearly an hour of exertion, both Selene and Trinity appeared drained, unable to move. Selene lay beside Trinity, her hand resting on her daughter’s back, while Trinity had her face buried in a fresh, clean pillow, with her butt…
Christian sat in a classroom, displaying a lack of interest as a teacher wrote on the board. The beautiful girl beside him continued to cast glances his way. When the bell rang, she attempted to strike up a conversation, but…
When Grey was seven, he lived near Jesse Owens Park, nestled in the heart of Los Angeles. It was a haven for drug dealers, some restraining massive pit bulls with chains attached to their collars. Grey hated playing at that…