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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

IkuSaari · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
302 Chs

The Ground Moved

"IT'S THE EARTHQUAKE! QUICK, GET DOWN! GET DOWN UNDER A TABLE OR SOMETHING!"

Again, Serenica had yelled and yet been completely unaware that the horrifyingly loud voice had been her own.

She didn't know why her instincts told her that she should act in the opposite way compared to her dream. A part of her mind was working too quickly for her to follow it with all her rationality, but she dropped herself under the table while encouraging her friends to do the same.

"Myorka!" Spade roared. "Do as Serenica says! Down!"

The shaking continued, and it got so bad that if they had been standing, they would have tumbled or received a hit from the items and pieces of roof that were falling on them.

The table was sturdy enough and it had been attached to the floor, likely due to drunkards being what thet often were.