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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

Orcia came back home. His father yet was outside. Due to the recent occurs, he barely came home.

She began packing her stuff as fast as she could. The green witch, Sarina, and Beron would take care of her sister. She rushed to her flying shoes.

She had bought those expensive shoes for such a day. She heard noises, the old Bernard brought a folk here again. They should not see her. Her father wouldn't let go of her and it wasn't safe to tell them about Athria. This way she might be in more danger.

She sat down, the light was off and no shadow they could see in the twilight of the house. She snatched a glance. They were the Queen men. No, what a mess? What were they doing here? On normal days, they didn't even bother to check on these parts of the coastline. Everything should be nice in those royal islands and the farmers of the margins should always live in silence with the lowest facilities.

Orcia: Sister