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Volume One:
Evaline Calderon was pulled from a life of destitution when she is found out to be a royal. She is thrust into an hazardously intriguing and deceptive life in the royal court. 
Soon she discovers that she is a vessel for a witch's magic and the longer she threads through the new life she has been given she realises there is far more at stake than she first thought. An entity that threatens the fate of the kingdom as a whole is amiss.
But when her diary of a grandmother she barely knew leads to the Commander of The Witch hunters, she has no choice but to take his help. 
Together they unravel secrets and the closer they get to the root, the more sparks begin to fly.
Despite everything, trusting him with her own damning secret seems too impossible especially when she suspects that he too has skeletons in his closets.
In this fantasy romance filled with mystery, themes of betrayal and love intertwine, shaping Evaline's journey from weakness to strength in a court where danger lurks behind every opulent facade.

*Excerpt*
"Xavier," My voice was more stable than I felt. "Let me go." 
His grip did not loosen even an inch. His piercing green eyes never left mine. "I don't intend to." His voice was hoarse and his gaze fell to my lips. 
I took steps back but he followed as though in a dance until my back hit a wall. "What are you so afraid of?" His whispered. 
"I am not afraid," The lie slid passed my lips as though they were the truest words. "I just need to..." 
"I am not letting you leave, Eva." He dropped his head towards my lips.
My heart thumped harder in my chest. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew better because once he knew... it would be my end. 
I turned my head away but his mouth only dropped to my neck and he took full advantage. His mouth grazed the sensitive flesh until I quivered. Until I moaned. 
"You don't understand..." I squirmed against his hard body. "I don't want this." Another lie. 
He paused and whispered against my skin. "Yet your body betrays you, my little wife."

Bewitched by you

My eyes darted from captor to captor, I could not bear to look at Luot any longer. "What do you want me to say or do?" I asked.

"He is one of your people, is he not? A guard in your house," Igdaliah pointed out. Luot was made to kneel, "Convince him to speak," Igdaliah's tone had a dangerous edge.

I got up, "He is loyal to my father," I explained. "He'd much rather prefer to be slaughtered than to reveal anything."

"Oh really?" he crossed the distance between us. "So you are completely powerless in this case?"

An Enemy Or an Ally?