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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king. WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading. discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

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Prophecies

"Oh. That. I was wondering the same thing," Serenica said, trying to get her voice to sound carefree.

"And I am Guyl the Slack." The Dreamer pushed himself into the dream version of the chair Serenica was currently sleeping in. "There is simply no way you have enough knowledge of maps to construct something this brilliant. Wait. I know this one!"

Eyes blazing, he looked at her, and it was difficult to say if he was enraged or merely excited. "This is the map to the treasure my grandfather buried. It was stolen from us by a spy. How did you come across such an item?"

"I'm afraid that is a confidential piece of information," Serenica managed to say. "You don't give away much, either."

"And why should I? I have the upper hand," he said, and there was something about the way the words slipped from his mouth that made Serenica want to force him to shut up with a big kiss on his lips.