*the book is going through mass editing, please be patient*
Clare Jane James; The novel’s narrator and an eighteen year old protagonist. She is a wild, narcissist girl and an expert hacker, who thought that her parents were dead, until she was thrown into The supernatural world Of Magna to discover her true self. Magna, a supernatural world in which there were eight descendants ruled by one family, The James. In Magna she befriends Dominic Wood, Ivy and Jeremy Xander. Life is off the track for her but still she is keeping up until on a day's stroll, she encounters Hayden, who cold shouldered Amy, who killed Clare's parents, making Clare like him. 
Seeing that they have one thing in common and that is hating Amy Daunter; they agree on a ten year long contact which soon blossoms into something more. From getting married to falling in love and travelling into parallel universe and uncovering her disturbing memories that were buried inside of her by some enchantments. Join Clare as she finds herself not just an ordinary girl that she thinks she is but something more than that.

THE TRUE MONARCH

“The Noir and the Clair” I read out loud. 


“How come I don’t know about this book when I know all the others?” I asked him. 


“It has been kept in the James Manor for quite a long time. Upon the circumstances it came upon the visible eye of the humans.” He tapped the table. 


“The story of the Noir and Clair repeats itself when the first descendent of James drops a tear in heaven above.” He stood up. 


“People in heaven are supposed to be happy but when the cycle takes a turn and the happiness plunges into sadness. Noir comes on the earth.” He was now staring out of the window. 


“What kind of absurd stupidity is this?. Months ago, I found out that I wasn’t a human, then I turned out to be an heir, then my mom died and I became the queen. My memories resurfaced and I found out that I was raped in my childhood. Then Hayden died. I was shattered, then I found Ashton, whose body was now taken by someone else. Sometimes, I still think I am dreaming.” I literally shouted at him. 


THE CALL (II)