The world around them seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies pressed together in a desperate embrace. At that moment, nothing else mattered but the fiery passion that consumed them both, igniting a flame that burned brighter than any they had ever known.As their lip
Marisol woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the feel of Cedric's strong arms wrapped around her waist. Her heart jumped as she remembered where they were and what happened last night. A blush crept up her cheeks at the intimate closeness between them.She hurriedly tried to wriggle out of C
Marisol caught herself shaking her head in refusal. He chuckled.“No …. I meant…” she trailed off, pressing her eyes close as she tried to form thoughts and piece her words together. She loved what he was doing. It made her hungry for more. With every passing second, the growing need to have him in
This group of scouts had been walking together; three huge trees collapsed before them, effectively blocking their way. They could have easily decided to go around those three but decided to investigate the cause. Even when they decided to move on, a strange wind blew, and suddenly, each one of the
Cedric stirred awake for the second time that day to a sight he still couldn't bring himself to believe. As soon as his gaze fell on Marisol, he couldn't, for the life of him, tear his gaze away from her sleeping form. She looked so serene in her slumber, so beautiful, ethereal even. Unconsciously,
Marisol's brow furrowed in frustration, her lips pressing into a thin line. "You know we can hear each other's thoughts and feelings now, right?" she settled, watching as Cedric plowed his hands through his hair. "You don't have to lie to me, Cedric," she continued, her tone soft and lulling. "I ca
He paused, staring at the shut door in disbelief as his heart pounded wildly in his chest. Then, he turned around, his jaw slacked.For a moment, they simply stood there, staring at each other in stunned silence. He looked from her to the door, then back at the door before he approached it again, te
Cedric struggled to find the right words to describe the sensation coursing through him. "It's my wolf," he tried, his voice filled with wonder. "It's… quiet. In my head, it's like…. like it's taking a nap or something. For the first time in forever, it feels calm, like… like normal."Marisol's eyes
“Stop bluffing.” Marisol's smile dropped the moment the dagger slipped into her hands. “We both know that I'm not bluffing, witch.”Before Guinevere could react, Marisol drove the dagger into her heart in one forceful swing. Her eyes blew wide, and she fell right on top of Marisol, pained choking s
The air crackled with magic, and their surroundings became a battlefield of elemental forces. Marisol conjured torrents of fire, sending waves of intense heat crashing towards Guinevere. But Guinevere laughed, her own magic swirling around her like a shield as she countered with blasts of icy spears
Marisol ended up in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with ancient magic and foreboding. Her grip on the dagger tightened, its energy pulsing against her skin as if urging her forward.She didn't know where she was or how she got there. All she did was allow her senses to lead her, and it seemed th
By the time the truth had fully sunk in, Cedric was a whirlwind of fury and grief. He turned on Leticia, his eyes blazing with a primal rage as he grabbed her roughly, his grip like a vice around her throat."Cedric, stop!" Caleb's voice rang out, his tone commanding. "This won't bring Marisol back.
Caleb's brow pinched in concern as he took in Cedric's disheveled state. “How? Was Guinevere here?” He looked around frantically and found no sign of infiltration. He turned back to his brother. “Don't worry, we'll find her," he assured, his voice a steady anchor within the chaos that was Cedric's m
In the hushed stillness of the night, when the world lay shrouded in darkness and all was quiet, Marisol rolled out of bed. It was time.She knew what she had to do. A sense of duty pulsed through her veins, driving her from the warmth of her bed.Silently slipping out from beneath the covers, she m
Marisol's heart swelled with conflicting emotions at Cedric's declaration. His eyes, conveying his utmost sincerity, almost had her bursting into tears where she sat. Instead, she forced a smile, her applause joining in with the others, though inside, she felt a pang of sadness.“That's wonderful ne
A smile spread across Marisol's face as she turned around in his arms to face him. “Nervous? Why on earth…”“Okay, I was nervous on your behalf.” He admitted with a sheepish grin, and Marisol regarded him with a fond smile. “But Leticia was right. When we retreated, they prowled around aimlessly for
Marisol stepped out of Leticia's chambers with a million thoughts bubbling in her head. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or cry. Maybe she wanted to do both. It was so unfair. Her parents had told her she was destined for greatness. Was this fate's idea of greatness? To be made to sacrifice