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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.

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Stalking pervert

Chapter 81: Stalking pervert

Dylan started scanning the area around the chamber. His senses were very accurate now thanks to Lawrence strict training. He then started expanding it further, into the huge hall ways of the temple and over the plain grounds scattered around. 

He sensed Calhoun was still awake but just passed over since that guy was simply staring at his ceiling. His consciousness slowly expanded out of the temple. And he was getting more and more aware of a powerful presence nearby.

'Draph.. Why don't you look at me?'

'Come to me.'

'I love you Draph.'

The whispers continued, but Dylan had long turned deaf ears to those annoying confessions. His closed eyes were looking at a beautiful women and white and red robes sitting on a huge rock and whispering these confessions.

He frowned. He didn't know who this woman was. Neither was he interested to know, but she seemed to know a lot about Amantha.