My life is fading before my eyes. I am sick, but no spell I cast will cure me. Who gave me this curse? Why would they make me feel like I’m dying every second of every day?
Well... I’m supposed to be dying... but I can never leave this horrid world...
I’m just so tired... The pain is unbearable... The aching, burning, and everlasting hunger...
That’s when I saw him... walking down the street... and he saw me... His eyes glistened with something I couldn’t name... and all the sudden... I felt so vulnerable... Like I was opening my chest and exposing my heart to him the very first day we met.
And that’s when the pain consumed me, and I fell over... Only to wake in his household, his embrace, and he cured me... He knew what was going on like he could read me... Everything I went through. Everything that I felt. It was as if he could feel the same... And... he wanted to...
I will never understand this world... Because no one ever loved me before... Not even my mother...
Cover art by Kharchenko_irina7
In this pocket guide, I am aiming to write every single correspondence that you will ever need for the food in your kitchen, meaning that you can make every single meal (even cheesy toast), magickal! Too many times have I frantically been searching from book to book, trying to locate the correspondences for obscure cooking items. I wouldn't wish that faff on anyone! Now, I have created an ultimate list to save you the hassle of owning or searching for hours just to find the associations of a specific item. Enjoy and happy cooking!
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When a sorcerer tries to kill her, young Eileen flees to the world of Witchwood, a forest city where only witches can enter.
At first, it looks like the perfect utopia. But is it really the safe haven she was promised or a place full of perils?
She needs to figure it out, and quick. To survive, she must confront mutant fairies, blood witches and her own past.
But what Eileen fears most is to discover the truth about herself. And to do that she must also discover the truth about Witchwood. Even if it means risking her own life...
The kings and queens were satisfied ruling in their large palaces. They thought, falsely, that their people loved them. The people were struggling to scrape by with their poverty and their oppression. But the Forest glowed beyond the fields and villages. The Forest that was the only thing the nobles feared.
For it's powers and it's magic did not belong to them.
But the young woman with the dark hair and eyes, as much as the prince wanted her, she belonged to the Forest. And she would use the powers it gave her.
"First things first: this is the story of how I die. Over and over again.
Just thought I should get that off the platter, in case you blame me later or something."
Marra is NOT a vampire. He is a normal human, like you, like me. At least, that's what he tells himself.
Life pits him against odds so bleak, that he would rather kill himself than face them.
That's precisely the problem, though. He just doesn't seem to . . . die.
Here's a hilarious first-hand account from Marra himself. Ridden with characters to tickle your funnybone, spirits to keep you invested, witchcraft to bewitch you and loads of weird but humorous stuff. Like, loads.
In 1692, there were 19 people that were executed in Salem. Four hundred years later, a teen finds out that she is a witch. This is hard for her to accept. What would the people of Salem think? Many knew her as a good girl. Would they accept her or persecute her? Would they be afraid?A touching story of a teen's identity and purpose and the fear and judgment of a town!
Yet again, a new batch of students arrive at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The school has been keeping it and it’s students safe for the past few years, but with the arrival of familiar names and new friendships, a new darkness may arise, bringing dark pasts with it.
DISCLAIMER: The wizarding world of Harry Potter belongs to our queen J.K. Rowling, and I, sadly without the capabilities of Gilderoy Lockhart, cannot take credit for anything that has been directly taken or paraphrased from the books/movies.
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