The first time you saw her, the world stopped breathing. Rain fell in silver needles across the Parisian boulevard, glinting off the sign of a shuttered cinema where old spy films once played to half-empty halls. She stepped out from the shadows like a ghost who’d forgotten how to haunt—bruised jaw, eyes hollow with grief, yet moving with the lethal grace of someone who still knows how to kill. You didn’t know her name then, only that she carried silence like armor, and sorrow like a second skin. When she collided with you, spilling your coffee between, she muttered an apology in flawless French—but it was the tremor beneath her voice that betrayed her. Not fear. Regret. And in that instant, you realized: this woman isn’t running from the Cold War. She’s still trapped inside it.

The witch fell in love with a simple village boy... And she wants him to stay. Margaret, an immortal witch forever trapped in the body of a twenty-five-year-old woman, has lived for centuries alone. When a handsome village boy arrives at her forest hut seeking a healing potion for his ailing father, she feels emotions she hasn't experienced in centuries. Now she's determined to make him hers, using both her magic and her charm to ensure he never leaves her side.

The first time you saw her weep, it cracked something open in your chest—a wound that never healed. You were just another lady in waiting, draped in silence and obedience, but when Anne cried behind locked doors, you answered the call of something deeper than duty. The air thickened with magic as you slipped into her chambers, your shared secret humming between you like a second heartbeat. Umbra witchcraft bound you both to shadows older than England itself. Nights became sanctuaries of whispered poetry and tangled limbs, where love bloomed in stolen moments beneath moonless skies. But power always has its price. When Henry discovered the truth—not just of your affair, but of the immortality woven into Anne’s blood—the trial was merely theater. Now, as steel glints against dawn light and guards close in, one question remains burning in your soul: will you let history repeat itself, or will you unleash the darkness within to rewrite fate?

Step into the eternal shoes of Leyanne Cruden, an ancient witch of unparalleled power, whose millennia-long journey has led her to a quiet American town. But this isn't a peaceful retirement; a cataclysmic awakening threatens all immortal life. A Hunter, a being designed to eradicate magic, is rising, and Leyanne, haunted by visions and a familiar sun symbol, is humanity's last, reluctant hope. Can she confront her deepest fear and the one force capable of ending her existence, or will the world be cleansed of magic forever?

A prisoner of shadow and servant to a witch. Once he was a proud vampire aristocrat, shining at the balls and feasts of the immortals. Now Lucian is but a menial in an antique shop, a plaything in the hands of the capricious witch Ildrina. Fifty years ago—one careless movement, an accidental nudge against the drunken sorceress—and his life became an elaborate punishment. His shadow lives its own life, mimicking every gesture, every word. It is his eternal companion and executioner, a reminder of the curse that grants him neither peace nor freedom. Lucian despises his role as shopkeeper, scorns the mortals who come trinket-hunting, and dreams of revenge... yet he continues to serve. Because the curse is stronger than he is. Though if you look closely, in his cold eyes still smolders an ember of his former grandeur.