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Beyond The Enchanted Portal: The chronicles of two worlds

Magic.. as old as time ..... Love.. as deep as hell ..... When the history repeats itself .. And the legends are born again... Isabella Campbell, the crown princess of Mythiopia, pampered and spoiled by her parents, a peerless beauty, and a born leader. But her description doesn't stop there. She is also the only odd one out in the entire kingdom. Why? Because she is the only one who cannot do magic. On the land of magic, sheltering all kinds of magical beings, ruled by the most powerful wizard the universe has ever seen, Isabella was the only one with magical void inside her. Stella, again an odd one out in the human world. Every one calls her a freak. Why? Because her words always seem to carry magic in them. Whatever her lips utter comes true. What happens when these both odd one outs get swapped? Will they be happy with their new life that embraced them? Or will they long for the life that had abandoned them? Wanna join on this wonderful journey of magic and suspense? Then add this to your library and we are all set to go. --------------------- This work is participating for WSA 2023, so please give your love and support to keep me motivated and encouraged while writing this book. The cover is AI generated and edited by me. Please don't use it without my permission. Daily updates, at 3:30pm (GMT+5:30) Want to speak to me? Discord: @z_orion FB: @Z Orion My works: [1] To Reach You Again (Fantasy Romance) - Ongoing. [2] Beyond the Enchanted Portal: The chronicles of two worlds (Fantasy Romance) - Ongoing.

Z_Orion · Fantasy
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Mistress

Chapter 45: Mistress.

Dylan clenched his fists when black wisps of smoke coiled around Isabella's sleeping form, and the dark form extended it's elongated nails towards her neck.

In no time, it's sharp nails were deep inside her neck and they sucked out the red liquid into the nails.

Isabella first groaned, and then started crying, but she wasn't able to come out from her sleep. This was the cry he had heard that night in the juvie.

After what Dylan felt like half an hour, the hooded figure stopped sucking out her blood and disappeared.

Isabella went quite as soon the shadow left and her body turned lax on the bed. 

Dylan looked at what happened in the morning, and just like he had thought, Isabella had no idea of anything that transpired the previous night. 

She got up with a terrible pain in her neck, and her body felt frail, but she still dragged herself to school.