“Don't go.”Swallowing, she nodded and sat next to him, cleaning up his wounds with one of her clean dresses. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she kept them glued to his wounds. She couldn't bear to look at him right now, not with how guilty she felt. “I knew they were coming. I'm so sorr
Evening approached and sensing that the tension had somewhat eased, Marisol decided to seek out her parents. She knew that despite everything, they loved her, and though they could be a little overbearing sometimes, they were still the best parents a girl could ask for. She hoped their meeting would
“No, I'm very sorry.” “Dad!” She whined loudly and Nicole's amused laughter rang through the air.“You both are such babies” she teased, and the duo rolled their eyes simultaneously and then laughed at their similar reaction. “Marisol, I want you to know that I'll always be here for you," Liam ass
A few minutes later, Guinevere, draped in her cloak, ventured deep into the heart of the forest, the totem containing the essence of the rogue leaders' power dangling from her neck. With each step, the dense foliage seemed to close in around her, and the darkness of night melded with her cloak billo
The atmosphere in Leticia's room was heavy with tension as Marisol, Nicole, and Leticia sat in a circle, each lost in their own thoughts. The recent attack by Dark Moon had shaken Leticia up and even briefly had her questioning her alliance with the werewolves. She'd barely survived that day; Nicol
"These are the tools of our trade," Leticia explained, gesturing towards the contents of the box. "We'll use them to channel your innate energy and guide you in harnessing your powers."Marisol nodded. The once dull thrum of excitement she felt humming louder now. With wide eyes, she leaned forward,
With a wave of his hand, Cedric dismissed the warriors, signaling the end of their inspection. Taking Marisol's hand in his, he led her away from the bustling courtyard and towards the quiet solitude of their castle.As they walked, Cedric could not help stealing glances at Marisol, unable to shake
Marisol found herself standing in the middle of a desolate desert, surrounded by twisted, dead trees that seemed to reach out with gnarled fingers. The air was heavy with the stench of decay, and a sense of foreboding hung thick in the air. She knew immediately that she was trapped in a dream. This