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"Every wish brings you responsibility thus far be careful about the one you make."

Tania lived her whole life as a simple modern human girl in the World of Vita where all races of beings used to spend life beside each other and humans were the lowlife creatures while Fays, werewolves, and vampires were the strongest ones. 
She thought that soon grim reaper would come after her because of the rooted tumor in her head.
Who could imagine that an earthquake made by a dark wraith changes everything in her life? 
Who could imagine that the God of the underworld was always after her and caused her misery?

She had only one choice, to survive and align her life due to this strict world.
Volume 1: The Weaver: A Throne of Vita and Obit 
Warning: Mature content- slow burn

Volume 2: Rise of Ash and Fire
The brutal beings are driving in the shadows to ruin the Green star.


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The cover is my drawing...

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What you will read:

"The room you have given me is a frizzing one. I can't even breathe."

"Come to my bed, I can warm you." He ordered and it wasn't a recommendation manner.  
I cringed because he just demonstrated me another shade of him.

It gave me goosebump as he laid on his mattress, directing to his large king-size bed that had space for four people.

I gritted my jaw and aimed to leave when he said, "I never said you can leave!" 

I halted while my hand was still on the door handle. He was not joking at all.

At that moment, I felt the pain that was lashing me from backward and frontward.

His hand wrapped over my belly, and his wings embraced my body.

"What..."

"Hush, I said, you can come to my bed." 

I was scared of him for a moment. He drew his wings back and took hold of my hand.

Aligners

Patrise opened her eyes and gazed at her watch in panic. Her dream was as if a fact that just traveled a long way to inform her. Tania was fighting with some creatures and she could do nothing to help her.

Really? A few hours passed and they were still on the way to get to the harbor. It was dawn. She peeked out and saw the sea. The great stone bridge was there.

To her, passing that bridge was more reasonable to move to the other side with ships.

"What can you see?" The Bena asked.

"Near the bridge. Do you know what plans they have for us?"

Roby's head moved, she woke up and stretched her hand.

"No, but I prefer to pass the bridge instead of getting into a ship or boat." The Bena answered.

"Yes, I have seasickness. Awkward!" Pat noted.

The carts halted at the beginning of the bridge where the guards were checking every passing person.

The cart door went wide, David was at the door.

Cold conflict