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Witch Are You?

Caroline is a smart young woman thrust into a dangerous new world when she falls from an apple tree one day under suspicious circumstances. While navigating a dangerous foreign land Caroline must learn to let go of her simple life and embrace new aspects of her identity she never thought possible. In the midst of chaos, she learns to rely on her strength and determination to master her abilities and cooperate with Ender, a 200-year-old vampire, who crosses her path. After striking an agreement the two journey together, their fates now entwined by deep magic, on a mission to evade pursuit and stop an invading army from enslaving Caroline’s people and destroying the nation she calls home. Excerpt Chapter 39: [ "I knew you would come for me," the witch said without turning around. "I'll always come for you," he told her, approaching Caroline from behind and taking her small hand in his gently. He thought of how fragile she was and how mindful he must be of his strength, worried that one ill-timed movement could cause her serious injury. "You won't hurt me, Ender," she said quietly, still staring at the sea. Pale moonlight reflected off the water, highlighting her soft cheeks and round eyes. She looked like an otherworldly creature, delicate and beautiful, but also powerful and terrifying. Not for the first time did he marvel at the paradox that stood before him. He briefly wondered if Caroline could hear his thoughts but was coming to understand that she was simply beginning to know him. She knew what could not be summed up in mere words. Caroline saw his actions and knew them to be his way of speaking to her.] (Disclaimer: Later chapters get saucy, readers 18+ advised)

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Epilogue 1 Aniyoh

Rain pattered lightly on the fields surrounding the outskirts of Ravin-Sha as groups of soldiers walked aimlessly about, clearing the area of debris and the remnants left by the occupants now departed. The White Palace stood ominous in the distance.

Aniyoh stood on a hill overlooking the goings-on as Nim shuffled at her side, clearly annoyed by the slow progress of the soldiers working below.

"I don't know why we have to stay and look after the clean-up crew. The siege has been over for weeks, and we're still stuck in this gods-forsaken land." Nim's voice cracked in the cold but held little contempt. As much as the woman grumbled, Aniyoh knew she was nothing but ecstatic with the way events had unfolded. 

Aniyoh pushed a stray strand of hair away from her forehead, slick from the mist enshrouding the dreary hill. "It's not so bad, Nim. Besides, do you really want to be back on the farm organizing all the people who have taken up residence there?"