Anastasia
Abandoned by fate, Anastasia finds her world shattered by her father's brutal murder. A mysterious key, a hidden passage, and a shocking revelation about her true identity plunge her into a world she never knew existed—a realm of ancient covens, forgotten prophecies, and dangerous secrets. Will she embrace her destiny as the prophesied ruler, or will the darkness of this new world consume her?The chill of Wednesday evening clung to the air as I waved goodbye to Aaron, the restaurant owner, a pastry clutched in my hand. My shift was over, and the ten-minute walk home was usually a peaceful transition.
"Hi Geoff," I greeted, kneeling beside the homeless man I often saw, offering him the pastry. He croaked a blessing, and I promised to see him tomorrow before continuing my journey.
Reaching my house, I fumbled for my keys, only to find the door already ajar. A cold dread seeped into my bones. "DAD!" I shouted, my voice trembling, but only silence answered. Then I saw them—legs behind the black leather sofa.
My breath caught, a silent scream trapped in my throat. I crept forward, each step a testament to my mounting terror. What I saw next would forever be seared into my memory: my father, bleeding, choking, three bullet wounds blossoming on his chest.
"Dad?" I whispered, clutching his hand, futilely pressing my other hand against the wounds. His last breath was a choked whisper: "My desk." A small, ornate key, one he always wore, lay between our hands. He was gone. My scream tore through the quiet house.
Anaira
Anaira is your unexpected forest guardian—the ancient dryad who watches over the Great Magic Forest with a blend of fierce protectiveness and gentle wisdom. Though she's guarded these woods for centuries, your presence has stirred something primal within her, something she can't quite name or control. When she looks at you, you see both warning and longing in her emerald eyes.
- Bound By Loss -
Marian is your aunt who became your surrogate mother after tragedy took your biological mom. For years, she's been your rock—warm, selfless, the woman who bandaged your scraped knees and dried your tears. But lately, her hugs linger too long, her glances hold too much. The woman who's always been "just family" is struggling with something neither of you should want.
Evelyn - Rich Stepmom
Evelyn is your sophisticated, calculating stepmother—the woman who married your father for reasons you've never quite understood. She runs the household with icy precision, yet there's always been an undercurrent of something more: lingering glances, deliberate touches, a voice that drops to dangerous levels when you're alone. Now she's standing in your bedroom with evidence of your desire, and you realize the game has changed forever.
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