Eve is a successful romance book author and forever singleton who doesn't believe that romance could exist in real life. But with her last novel flopping in the market, she felt like she put herself in a rut that she can't get herself out of. On the day that her publisher threatens to drop her as an author, she finds an ad online about a guy selling an entire romantic wedding package at half the price. The catch, buyers should be genuinely in love with each other. 
In Eve's head, it sounds like a good idea to trick the seller, a practical business journalist, into thinking that she has a boyfriend whom she loves very much. Her heart says otherwise.

"I have to get away from here!" Maya, Estella's personal maid immediately came with a big luggage carrying Estella's stuff. 

"We can use the secret escape route if you want, Your Highness." Estella nodded as she changed into a civilian outfit prepared by Maya to disguise herself.

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"Find her and bring her back alive! Let she knows who is in charge." The finality in Adrian's tone brings a darkness that he will forever regret.

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"I never seen you here before. I'm Luca." He approached Estella with a warm smile, something that she never experienced from her own husband.

"I'm Estella." She blushed and immediately looking away from him, wary that she may have reveal herself to this strange man.

"Your Ma- ah Estella, I see you have know Luca." Maya interrupted the awkward exchange between the pair. She smiles knowingly to them as she walked away unnoticed

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"Tell me Adrian. Have you ever, even once treats me like your own wife?!" The formality between the rulers of the kingdom is gone and the only thing left is a pained wife and a regretful husband.

"Forgive me."

"I would never." 

How Adrian wishes he could turn back time...

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Setan" yang diasingkan.

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Luv

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Iblis" yang sedang menjalankan hukuman di dunia manusia.

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Luv

She cares for him but hates the way she does.  He is always on her mind since that day. But in contrast, he hated her for that. She wants to make it up to him but he avoids her like dirt. Sometimes he is good, sometimes he is the worsest. She hated how unpredictable he is and how he messes with her life. But she loves him, and she doesn't want to admit it.

That was in the last year of middle school.

Ria wakes up early on her first day of school in junior year. Bringing a nightmare with her she goes to her school and found out Keith and her will be classmates. New sets of problem arises then. But is this going to be a hell of a year for Ria? Or is this going to be a chance to get close with Keith and clear some issues?

~ White family villa ~

Later in the evening, Sarah and Aiden are in his room. 
Two of them spend few hours in the morning working on tasks related to White corp. During the day, they are training security personnel, and after dinner Sarah and Aiden are digging up information about the 'King' person. 
They could not find anything related to King, because fake name was used to purchase that unit 12B across the hall of Sarah's and Aiden's apartment in Fairfield. But they did track the account which was used to pay the apartment. The same account was used for purchase of 12A unit several years back, and then it was sold to Stella last year. 
Owner of the account was non-existent. It was a fake name. However, they still found some leads, because that account was also used for purchase of several other properties. One of them is a warehouse in Chicago suburbs, while others are residential.
Sarah was looking at information about properties purchased with that bank account and was thinking aloud: "We can watch these apartments, but I doubt we will find anything useful. All of them are similar to the 12B unit from Fairfield. Apartments are in buildings without video surveillance. If it's not for Eve, we would not capture King at all. But the warehouse might have some clues…"
"You think that we should go and check it out?", Aiden guessed her thoughts.
Sarah nodded. "These photos from street show that there is a video surveillance. But whatever they have set up, it's closed circuit, so unless we go there, we can't see what is going on. We should go and check it out. We might find some other clues." 
She saw that he is not enthusiastic about this, probably because he does not want to put her in danger, and she was right. However, Aiden understands that it's important to find out about King and organization behind him, and this warehouse is currently their only clue.
They agreed to go together and investigate that warehouse in Chicago area. When Jeff and JoAnna come back to Reno, they will discuss this and come up with a plan. They want to do this, but they want to keep their safety as priority. So, they need a plan. A detailed plan which will ensure that they don't rush into danger recklessly. 

~ Los Angeles ~

At the 22nd floor of White corp. large mirror panels are being installed on the walls in one of the offices which is close to CEO's office. 
Mirrors are in place, and few people are cleaning them, making sure they are spotless.
Jeff is observing installed mirrors with a smile on his face. Why is he smiling? Because he will use this office as a dance studio. Dance instructor will come here secretly and teach him moves which he will use on his wedding day to swoop JoAnna off her feet. For a dramatic effect he is going for, this needs to be kept a secret from JoAnna. 
He was all giddy while imagining her expression when he asks: 'Mrs. White, can I have this dance?'... and she will be like 'Sure...' but she will think it will be just slow left-right thing they usually do... but then he will twirl her and do stuff... and she will be all like: 'Ahh! My fabulous husband!'… and he will be: 'Yes, yes... that is me!' 
Jeff was not aware that now he had a goofy smile on his face, and he was shaking his head slightly.

Steve was reluctant to interrupt whatever daydream his Boss was having, but they had a tight schedule, and he needed to ask him something. He cleared his throat few times to get Jeff's attention. It took a while for Jeff to notice him.

"Boss, I narrowed down list highly recommended dance instructors to four.", Steve showed his tablet to Jeff.
"Hire them.", Jeff didn't even look at the tablet. He was enjoying his daydream, and Steve interrupted it.
"Which ones?"
"All of them." Jeff looked at Steve like he is not understanding something obvious. "I want one class in the morning and one in the afternoon. Every day, whenever I'm in. Make sure that at least one of those instructors is available. And follow up if I need any special clothes or shoes for my lessons. But I don't want to wear those tight fitting pants. Also… you will be responsible that they come here with my private elevator. I don't want to risk Anna to find out about this in advance."
Jeff saw Steve nod and then added. "Did you send those house listings to Anna?"
"Yes, Boss! To Miss Hill and to Bridgette." Steve paused for a second and added: "And those three to Aiden as well."
Jeff gave a small nod and focused back on the mirrors. 
He was getting impatient with slow progress on house hunting, so he looked at available listings and saw that really there is nothing satisfactory. Jeff decided to call few people, and within an hour he got dozen addresses with photos and property descriptions. He is not sure (and does not care) how come those homes suddenly became available, but he confirmed that they are not publicly available for sale.
Since Aiden told him that he and Sarah are looking for a house, he also checked if some might be interesting for them and decided to send them three listings. If they end up getting any of it, that means that he will be in the same city with his brother. Jeff likes that idea. It's been a long time since he and Aiden lived in the same city. And he is confident that JoAnna would love to have Sarah close by.
Smile crept back on Jeff's face while he thought how he will twirl JoAnna on the dance floor, and how she will be surprised and happy.

~ Downtown Los Angeles, coffee shop ~

JoAnna and Bridgette are having coffee and chatting. There is number of bodyguards around them. JoAnna is used to them now.
They got message from Steve with links to information on dozen of houses which Jeff selected.
"Wow! They are all great!", Bridgette exclaimed as they went through information on the properties and photos available. "Do you want to check them out now?"
"There are too many…", JoAnna frowned. She already checked so many houses in last few weeks and is tired. "How about we look them up on the map? All of them are on large lots and spacious. The smallest house has eight bedrooms and ten bathrooms. So size is not a problem. If we are not happy with finishes, we can always redecorate. Let's see which ones are good in terms of location and use that to narrow down choices. Location is most important."
They found one house which is in the city limits, relatively close to White corp. and LA Medical Center. 
"When can we see it? We should call the realtor.", JoAnna ended with a mumble. She does not like that realtor lady very much.
"Steve said in email that we don't need realtor. We just need to go there and say that Mrs. White came to see the property…", Bridgette laughed. "Your future husband is something."
"Yes, he is.", JoAnna grinned. "He is the best."

Sarah Hill is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of the hacker Omega and her world flips upside-down when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna Hill easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia Hill is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze the situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.
Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.

Mature content! 18+

***SPOILER? - START *** 
The story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***

Excerpt from the novel...

"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until a few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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In the morning I rose with a stinker of a headache over my left eye and a jean pocket that made the sound of a Morris dancer when I walked. Lighting a cigarette I popped the window to air out the beer fart aroma Johnny had unconsciously been blasting out from the floor and settled 
down in front of the typer with no outline of what was to come. Feeding a virginal sheet into the inky jaws of the Remington I punched out: 
ABUSEMENT PARK 
Written by 
Douglas Morgan

ACT ONE 
EXT. HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT 
 
There was a knock on the door which I ignored. It repeated itself as my fingers slowed and the punch, punch, punch of the keys cooled. Setting my Marlboro on the lip of the ashtray I walked to the door, pulled on a tee and unlocked the round chrome handle. Mrs. Chu lingered in the hallway, more uncertain than I'd ever seen the ballsy Korean boarding school mistress. Smiling with her entire face she 
inched forward and I prayed to God that Johnny would remain unconscious and silent for a little longer. 
 'How is the writing coming along, Douglas?' 
 'Slow, painful, like passing walnuts.' I said before adding I 
imagine.
 'I read your book,' she said more to the ground than my face. I had birthed and sent out Love For Sale: Inebriated Adventures in LaLa Land through a small beatnik publishers in Venice with zero success. It dealt with a lot of demons not to mention my attempted exit stage left 
in this very room 'I thought it very good, very shocking but good.' 
 'Thanks Madam Chu.' 
 She giggled every time I called her madam 'My daughter 
Veronica, she's med student at Brown. Her relationship ended and is coming home for the holidays. She's had bad time of it with emotionals 
and seeing…' 
 That I'm a head-case too. 
 '…that you've had your problems…' her voice broke and the words faltered as though victim of an unreliable power supply. 
 'I'll talk to her if you want.' 
 'She's a good girl, very smart, very sensitive…' 
 'I completely understand. Why don't you give her my name, my number and tell her when she's ready to talk she can come look me up.' 
 'Yeah, me too.' groaned Johnny as he slowly scaled the side of the bed. A naked, drunken King Kong of a man. 
Her face turned red, her eyes flickered, bouncing in a chaotic pinball pattern around her round little wrinkled face before muttering something and disappearing back down the corridor; banging on doors and screaming to shut up.

Too poor to escape Los Angeles, too weak to survive in it; Doug Morgan takes a job writing an Exploitation movie to pay the bills. Struggling with the pay-off between art and commerce he finds himself on the path to redemption, if he can scrape himself off rock bottom. Half novella, half short story compilation, White Mexicans is an American tale told in the Irish yarn tradition. Populated with Louden's usual spit & spite dialogue, off-colour humour and poetic lamentation of a world gone wrong; his third outing is a mix of fable and low-life fiction. 

*The statement that all stories "definitely happened" is one used for entertainment purposes and should not be considered factual or legally binding. All too often Mr. Louden is full of shit

"Oh, I know you're name, I want to know, What. You. Are." He says placing his hands behind his back. I've seen his brother in action... I know just how powerful these two can be so I need to be careful. This time I hum as I turn and start slowly walking around the outer part of the rotating mirrored floor.
"I guess you could say that I am a star that took a fall and ended up in this world before getting lost in another. I then fell again, only this time... I'm here to stay." I say carefully watching him as I sneak glances at the surrounding mirrors. 
He doesn't have a reflection... And somehow, he's always facing me, no matter where I move. Was he not really here or was this all part of his powers as chaos himself? It doesn't matter. The more I try to make sense of things here, the worse it'll get for me.
He cocks his head to the side and ponders out loud saying "A star... that should be impossible." I nod my head and come to a stop saying "And yet... here I am. I exist when I shouldn't." He's silent for several seconds before chuckling.
"You exist when you shouldn't... much more interesting than him." He says tapping the chin of his white mask. "Him... you've mentioned him before. Who is he and why does he want me?" I ask watching him move closer. 
"He claims that you are his woman... that you ran away to this world. He's summoned my brother and I to help collect you." He says coming to a stop before me. My heart nearly comes to a stop as an old fear threatens to crawl up my throat and choke me.   
He stands before me, looking down at me as he cocks his head to the side asking "Are you his woman?" I push the old familiar fear back down as I slowly say "No" The man continues to watch me as he says "But you are someone's woman."
I nod my head and say "Yes, that's right. How did he summon you two?" He chuckles and says "I never give away anything for free but I've already given you many... what can you offer in return?" This time I cock my head to the side as I look up to him saying "You've asked me questions as well, a clear give and take."
His chuckle deepens as he says "I think I actually like you... Offer me something interesting enough and I might just tell you everything." An insane idea suddenly comes to mind as I say "A contract with me." 
He silently watches me before lifting out his hand saying "Join me for a dance and I will consider your offer." I try my best to internally calm my nerves as I take his offered hand saying "I don't really know how to dance." The second my hand touches his, his reflection can be seen in all the mirrors.
He looks down at our connected hands before slowly looking back up to me. Interesting. The music suddenly changes to a sad, dark tune as he pulls me closer, placing his other hand on my waist while saying "I'm beginning to think you may have more to offer me..." 
I'm waiting for us to start moving but we just remain standing like this in the middle of the rotating mirrored floor as the sad, dark music box song plays its haunting melody. "If I make a contract with you... It will be just me, not my brother." He says, watching me closely.  
I nod and say "No offence, but I don't really care for your brother." He chuckles deep and says "Indeed... neither do I. What will you offer for this contract?" My heart races as I ask "What do you want? If it's something I can agree to, I will accept." 
"Your soul." He says in a low voice making my heart shiver. I slowly shake my head and say "Not for sale, something else." He remains still and because of the mask, I can't tell what he's thinking but he suddenly says "Something of importance then." 
Why does it feel like I'm making a deal with a demon? I suddenly realize that we look like the little figures in a jewellery box. The haunting music and the way we spin in slow motion, looking as if we're dancing but yet, never actually moving.
"I'll offer you my blood, take it or leave it," I say looking up to his white mask. His hands tighten on me, almost painfully as he says "Do you realize that I could take you to him right now? Offer you to him on a silver plater... and help him imprison you. Why don't you offer me your love..."  
I knew deep in my bones that he speaks the truth but I force a calm as I say "But you'd get the short end of the stick by staying with him. I have so much more to offer and you know that to be true. You're after my power, right? But you can't just take it... it has to be offered." He loosens his grip and chuckles again as he says "Pretty and smart... Fine, I accept." 
He suddenly reaches up and cups the back of my neck, pain, unlike anything I've ever felt before shoots down my spine, nearly bringing me to my knees. He says something in a language I've never heard before as the pain continues to grow even more. 
I want to scream, to push him away or even pass out but it was like I was being held, unable to move in any way as the searing pain on the back of my neck starts to spread down my spine, inch by agonizing inch.
His chanting echos around the room in an eerie way as it seems to get louder and louder. The white mask on his face begins to crack before completely snapping in half! The mask falls off, revealing a strikingly handsome face with eerie white eyes and solid black pupils. Long blood-red hair falls past his waist and begins to sway in the wind spinning around us.
The pain continues to crawl down my spine as his eerie white eyes stare into mine, still speaking in that strange language as the house around us begins to crumble. The mirrors around us begin breaking and shattering as the candles above begin falling.
I feel my eyes beginning to glow as I reach up and grab his wrist, digging my nails into his very human-like flesh. Black blood comes rushing out of the spots where my nails continue to dig into him out of desperation. His white eyes begin to glow as he strains to keep chanting. 
If I wasn't mistaken, he was struggling as well. Even though the entire house was falling down all around us, not a single thing hit us. My silver hair starts to float as my skin begins to glow. Hundun's voice becomes strained as his red hair begins to float as well.
The pain is too much! I feel like my mind is trying to break but I grit my teeth and fight to hold on as the pain reaches a new high. What the hell was happening!? Suddenly, a lightning bolt crashes down on both of us, sending us both flying back in opposite directions with an ear-piercing crack of thunder.
I land on cold, wet mud as I struggle to breathe. Cold rain falls down on me and hits my flushed cheeks, feeling like ice. I look up at the dark sky and watch as lightning flashes across it, followed by a loud thundering roll.
Suddenly, red glowing eyes look down at me with worry and fear as Bai Lei reaches out for me. My relief has me tearing up at the sight of him but they instantly mix with the rain as they fall down the sides of my face. 
He's saying something but I can't hear... hell, it's only now that I realize I can't hear anything at all! As if understanding, Bai Lei reaches out and gently touches both my ears. Warm energy is felt like a soft caress before I'm suddenly able to hear the falling rain. 
Bai Lei's fear is visible in his glowing red eyes as he looks me over but when I see Hundun standing over Bai Lei from behind with a murderous look, I quickly say "Don't touch him!" Hundun's eerie white eyes with his black pupils turn to look at me before sneering at me with disapproval. 
Bai Lei quickly turns around and throws his fists out but Hundun catches it with a grunt. A powerful blast has everything around us flying back, including the rain. He was powerful indeed... Hundun sneers again and says "A deity? Annoying... I will not touch you or my contractor." 
Bai Lei's face is a hard mask as he glares at Hundun but after a few seconds he turns around and scroops up my limp body. Everything hurts... I bite my lip to keep from crying out as Bai Lei holds me close. "You nearly killed us both, Deity! You're lucky she told me not to touch you or I'd have already killed you." Hundun says with a low threat.
Bai Lei grits his teeth and turns to say "Touch my woman again and I will kill you, contract or not." Hundun's white eyes flash with anger as Bai Lei turns away and starts walking. The cold rain seeps through my clothes making it feel like the chill was seeping into my bones.
Suddenly, the rain is gone and we're back in our familiar room. Another wave of energy has my red, wet dress replaced by a dry white gown. He always knew me the best... Even my hair was dry as he gently lays me down on the large bed with a worried look.  


Nova works at a world-leading company known for its cutting edge video games. She and her team have been working on a new virtual reality video game that's going to take the world by storm. One late night she steps into the device and starts it up. Before she realizes it, she's in a new world standing in front of the hottest man she's ever laid eyes on. Unfortunately for her, she thinks this is just part of the game... She reaches out and touches the man's abs... "Wow... it feels so real!" Follow Nova on her journey to surviving this new world and the crazy powerful man she "molested"


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Evelyn rushed as she placed the stone in a jewellery pouch she had saved from a Christmas present and ran towards the portal, and clapped her hands.

Evelyn: Hecatia City, Caleste.

The lights she had seen earlier glowed brightly as Evelyn ran through quickly. Now back in the capital city and kingdom of the Hecatia Realms, Evelyn ran out of the Portal Station and onto Spells Parade, and ran down the street, the auburn girl noticed a cafe and ran inside it and towards the counter, where there was a female barista with tattoos and a blue pixie cut hairstyle serving.

Barista: Hi, welcome to the Brews Cafe, what may I get for you today?
Evelyn: Did you see a girl pass by? Blonde hair, pale to fair skin, she was wearing a star jumper and boots? 

Luckily for Evelyn, she had the memory of an elephant and remember anything that she thought of. In some ways, that was a perk of autism, especially now.

Barista: Oh, yeah. I think some girls took her to Lady Hera Hospital.
Evelyn: Where's the Lady Hera Hospital?
Barista: It's on Wand Avenue. Take a map, it's free.
Evelyn: Thank you.

The auburn haired woman walked towards a stand to take a map and leaves the cafe. As soon as she was outside, Evelyn looked t see if anyone was in earshot, but the streets were empty, and the Australian woman spoke softly to herself.

Evelyn: *quietly* Okay, Spells Parade..... go up and turn left on Mirror Drive, then turn right onto Wand Avenue. Claire, here I come.

Evelyn ran in the direction she observed on the map and slowed down as she approached the hospital, which was identified by the huge sign saying LADY HERA HOSPITAL. It looked like any modern hospital in a capital city. Evelyn noticed a doctor and ran towards him.

Evelyn: Excuse me, was a blonde girl admitted here? Claire deLuna?
Doctor: *shakes his head no* No, no one here was admitted here by that name.
Evelyn: She might've had two girls with her? Please, it's important.
Doctor: Look, I don't have time to worry about some kids, okay? I have to heal all sorts of injuries and cure illnesses.

The doctor walked away, making Evelyn growl loudly and angrily as she sat on a bench by the hospital's bus stop.

Evelyn: Where did you go, Claire deLuna?

All of a sudden, the citrine star began to glow brightly, almost burning Evelyn's hand as she yanked it out of her pocket and looked at it.

Evelyn: Claire deLuna's whereabouts.

The star glowed brighter as Evelyn got up and began to walk, following the glowing of the star.

Evelyn: Where are you leading me, little star?

Evelyn walked from Wand Avenue to Potter Lane, where there was a shop with a sign reading CALESTE MAGICAL ANTIQUITIES, the star glowed so brightly, Evelyn had to put it back in the pouch and back in her pocket, before entering the shop to see a kind well-dressed gentleman standing behind a desk.

Owner: Hello, what may I do to assist you today?

He was probably hoping for a sale as it hadn't been visited by a shopper for ages, judging by the dust and cobwebs... at least Evelyn hoped they were forgotten Halloween decorations.

Evelyn: *politely* Would you happen to sell little hand mirrors, the ones you can hold in the palm of your hand?
Owner: Yes! We do sell those. Finally, I've been wanting to sell those little things since I purchased them from a dealer. How many would you like?
Evelyn: Give me... 2. 
Owner: Okay... and would you like them in a pouch? 

This was his big sale of those mirrors. 

Evelyn: *nods her head yes* Oh definitely.
Owner: I've never seen you here before? Which kingdom are you from?
Evelyn: Earth. 
Owner: *looks interested* Oh, Earth. Lovely land, they have some nice stuff there.
Evelyn: Yep. Great land, although this place is trying hard to top that.
Owner: What part of Earth are you from?
Evelyn: Australia.
Owner: Oh, Australia! What is with those hats with the bottle lids?
Evelyn: Keeps the flies away, saves your hands doing all the work with the unofficial Aussie wave. How much?
Owner: $10 dollars.

Evelyn looked at her small purse that she hid on the inside of her jacket pocket her mother had sewn into for safety. Evelyn opened the wallet and was relieved when her mother taught her to keep a small amount of money. The Australian did indeed have ten dollars in her purse and she took it out of her wallet and handed it to the shop owner

Evelyn: You accept Earth currency? It's all I got.

The owner looked at the girl before him and could tell she was distressed, but at least was gracious to still be polite.

Owner: *speaks softly and smiles kindly* Keep your money. It's on me.
Evelyn: Thank you so much. Caleste Magical Antiquities.

Evelyn began of memorise the name for reference and perhaps future shopping. She smiled before walking outside and pulled out one of the handheld mirrors, and looked at it intensely.

Evelyn: Show me Claire deLuna.

The mirror's reflection went from Evelyn's face to Claire, kept unconscious in an abandoned shop front

Evelyn: Show me her exact whereabouts.

The mirror showed a map of Hecatia City, including where Evelyn was and how far away she was from Claire. 10 buildings away. Evelyn sighed and went back inside the antique shop and to the owner.

Evelyn: Hi. Me again. Are there any abandoned shopfronts in this street?
Owner: Yeah, there's one 10 buildings away. It used to be a pawn shop but it was shut after the owner committed theft and accessory after the fact. Why?
Evelyn: My friend is being held there
Owner: I'll notify the Imperial Police.

He grabs a phone and dialling the number for the Imperial Police.

Evelyn: Would you happen to have blueprints? Or anything like that?
Owner: Luckily for you, I'm an L-FAM graduate. Class of '88.
Evelyn: *smiles* That's super helpful, thanks.

The owner, who Evelyn noticed wore a badge with the name Leonard, pulled out a basic oak wand and conjured a blueprint of the pawnshop, tapping his wand on the small mirror as the blueprint now popped onto the mirror's face.

Evelyn: Thank you so much!

Evelyn exited the shop and looked further down Potter Lane.

Evelyn: I'm on my way, Claire.

Meanwhile, inside the pawnshop, Claire was still unconscious, hovering up and down, whilst Erica was searching her bag and pockets, including her wand, whilst Keriana was looking to see if any bystanders were looking in on the abandoned shop front.

Keriana: *gleefully* Six more stones and I will be the Empress.

Erica walked up angrily to her mistress.

Erica: She doesn't have the stone!
Keriana: *yells* What?!
Erica: The Citrine Star is missing! It's not anywhere on her!
Keriana: We need that to get the Grim Grimoire open, you idiot!
Erica: I know, I'm sorry...

The sound of a glass being smashed and a door opening stopped the two villainesses as a familiar auburn-haired young woman entered the room.


After the tragic and unexpected death of her brother, a young woman named Evelyn has her life changed forever when she experiences events that throw her into an entirely new world filled with adventure, romance and of course… magic! 

When she unexpectedly meets a mysterious woman named Claire, and takes her on a surprising journey that reveals parts of Evelyn’s life she never dreamed of, but had been kept from her. 

Evelyn is introduced to a congregation of peculiar looking people with attire that she had never seen before in her protected world.

It begins with a rumbling deep within the building.
Aiden and Brad's first instincts tell them that it's an earthquake, that is how massively the sound and vibration resonate with the living beings that have no other explanation, naive of the otherworldly.
They hide under the dining table. Aiden's dining table is a weak, unstructured piece of furniture that she got on sale at a flea market. It has character, but she didn't have its structural strength in mind when she bought it.
The infrequent happenings of earthquakes in this area make the people in this town almost completely unknowledgeable towards this aforementioned emergency. Aiden has only heard in passing a few facts about what to do should an earthquake happen. Some say to seek shelter in between rooms, under doorways. But others have said to hide under tables.
In the end, after a minute of chaotic running around the room like headless chickens, after the pressure caved in their clear thinking, Brad dives under the whimsy dining table with Aiden in tow, unable to accept any other explanation but a delusory earthquake.
"Do you think it's safe under here? I feel like this table can't survive much of anything," Aiden whispers to Brad, who mirrors her stooped-low form beside her.
"I don't know," Brad whispers back. "You couldn't have bought a more durable table?" His voice is calm, but his hands shake on the ground as he tries to steady himself against the trembling hardwood floor.
"Yeah, well, I didn't exactly buy it for earthquake protection," Aiden says.
Just then, Karlie waltzes in through the front door, having returned from her own apartment down the hall. She freezes midstep when noticing that both her friends have disappeared. She looks around and does a double take when she spots them.
"What the hell are you guys doing under there?" she questions out loud. On her face is the telltale sign of her starting to question their sanity.
"Karlie, get down here! There's an earthquake!" Brandon hisses, waving for Karlie to join them under the table.
"Okay," says Karlie, moving closer to them. "Um, one question, what earthquake?"
"You don't hear that sound?" asks Aiden. They pause their bickering for a few seconds to listen for the deep rumbling. It sounds like a monster stirring from a long slumber, waking the whole of the building with the inhale and exhale of its vast lungs.
"Oh, that?" Karlie relaxes and moves to sit on the couch. "It's probably the maintenance guys repairing the pipes, the water shut off already," she continues to say nonchalantly.
Aiden and Brad look at each other, their heads turning in harmony in what would be a comical scene if not for the apprehension still left in their eyes. Brad scoots out from under the table and straightens his stance hesitantly. 
"That's not what it usually sounds like . . ." Brad starts to question, remembering the few times he was present in the past when it happened.
A loud thunder booms from outside, sending wracking quakes throughout the whole building. All three of them jump simultaneously. Then, as if the thunder was an insolent cue, a multitude of events happen all at once. A collective of screams pierces through the window from the streets below, just as the lights overhead blink a few times before turning off infinitely, immersing the whole apartment in absolute darkness. The power for the whole apartment has died, it seems; they can no longer hear the light hummings of modern technology all around them. 
The deep rumbling within the building that was the source of their previous altercation starts to deplete, like a sound being submerged underwater, before disappearing altogether with a loud, short screech. 
Then complete and utter silence. 
A moment passes without any of them moving a muscle.
"What the hell?" Karlie whispers so quietly that if it wasn't for the absolute silence, they wouldn't have heard her. 
Aiden scrambles through the darkness to reach the kitchen counter, extending her hands in front of her to feel for her phone. Her hand touches a cold and slim rectangular object and she grasps it hastily to turn on her phone's flashlight. The light from behind her phone cuts through the darkness, washing the whole room in a dim white glow. 
Everything in the room seems exactly like it was just a minute ago, yet Aiden seems to feel that something has changed, like the air all around them has been completely vacuumed out and replaced. The air particles, cast bright by the flash in Aiden's hand, floats around them slowly, giving the familiar room an evil foreboding. 
"What just happened?" Brandon is the first to break the uncomfortable silence. His voice, in a volume that would have otherwise sounded normal in another setting, sounds too loud now with the absent of other everyday noises. They couldn't even hear the typical street noises that would usually float up to the apartment on the third floor. No car honks; no dog barks; no sound of a door being slammed from the lobby's front door on the ground level.
"I think . . . the power's out in the whole city," Aiden replies slowly, hesitantly. 
"The window," Karlie says as she moves to the window on the far side of the room that overlooks Weston Street below. Aiden and Brad stand behind Karlie as she moves the drapes aside to look out. 
Aiden was right, or rather—Aiden could have been right. The power to the whole city could have been out, but there was no view proofing them of that fact. The world outside is clearly void of any light, but they couldn't be sure if it is caused by the absent of power, or because of the thick gray fog that has now blocked their view of the outside.

Where mystery meets romance...

—Excerpt—
We lay next to each other, both of us not saying a thing, but I feel comfortable. I don’t have the impulse to have to talk to him to avoid an awkward silence because it has never been awkward with Ash, I realise. 

“You asleep?” he whispers to me. 

“Nope,” I reply quietly. “It’s weird because my body is so tired but I can’t seem to shut my brain off.” 

“Me neither,” he says. I hear the crackling of the fresh sheet under us move and realise Ash has turned to face me.  

“Uhm, what?” I ask dubiously. 

“Nothing, I’m just trying to find a comfortable position.” 

“Okay,” I say as I stare at him in the dim glow of the candles. 

Ash stares back at me, his hand lifts to push away a strand of hair that has fallen into my eyes, then he closes his eyes. He is asleep in the next moment, with his hand frozen on my cheek. 

Usually, with anyone else, I would push his hand away because it feels wrong and uncomfortable. But his caress felt good against the slight burn on my skin. And as he rests his hand on my cheek, I can’t help but think about how no one has ever held me close to them and makes me feel this way. Even though Ash and I are far from holding each other close, just a touch of his hand comforts me in ways that others’ hugs have tried and failed. 

Without much thinking, I push Ash’s fallen hair out of his eyes and rest my hand against his cheek. In the next moment, as my eyes start to droop, I feel a pull of his cheek against my palm and realise he is smiling. 

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