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Chapter 132

Ophelia

I nudged her along, waiting patiently as she stumbled down the two steps leading to the lowered platform where the couch sat. As she breached the spell circle, the one my father had meticulously placed around the perimeter of the platform, I released the dark spell I had crafted.

The ebony snakes vanished into wisps of smoke, leaving behind little red pinpricks where their fangs had cut into her flesh.

I nearly sighed with relief. Already I could feel my strength returning to me. Dark magic still drained me much too quickly.

Kimberly wasted no time. Ignoring our father completely she lunged at me, magic crackling at her fingertips. As she hit the barrier of the spell circle she was thrown backwards onto her ass.

“What—” Her eyes darted around, making note of the grey substance circling her and the platform itself. “You trapped me in a fucking spell circle?”

It wasn’t just any spell circle, but she’d find out soon enough. The mixture of black salt, crushed egg shells, and grind
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Lisa
Loving this story, but’s waiting a week for an update ??
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TAMMY Wargo
I'm dying! I need to know how this all ends. please finish soon!
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Maeve Kelly
Or prove she has enough of Morningstar's blood? Go through the same trauma as Ophelia did?
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