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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

Delun and Enammer were cooking for us. I glanced at Sara and Sola. He was gazing around when he said, "are you, magicians?"

His eyes were on the pixies who were sitting on the table.

"Not yet! I am still waiting, why did you escape the orphanage?"

He folded his hands, "did you ever heard of Blackwood orphanage?"

"No! What's the problem with them?"

I asked, looking at Roby and Pat, they shook their heads. They did not have a clue what the problem was with them.

"I heard the managers were talking. They said our parents were assassins and disobeyed so they killed them and brought us here. I heard one of them saying that we children are lucky that the society, wouldn't kill us!"

I swallowed hard. What this child was saying? A society of assassins who were under cover of an orphanage, what?

As the little one studied out shocked faces and opened his mouth Delun and Enammer burned something after hearing that.