Elena Marshall, the product of a dark lord vampire and a fierce Alpha is forced to paddle through her travails whilst fighting her attraction to Cassius.
A one-night stand between two synced yet different creatures awoken the long-buried curse that was chanted a millennium of years ago by the most powerful lineage of witches who got wiped out by the creatures of the dark. 

Seventeen-year-old Elena is more concerned with school work and practicing magic spells behind her parents than pandering to quarter politics and quests for powers between the four quarters of the vampires, witches, werewolves, and humans. 

An elder witch soon begins to mutter about a prophecy of doom that is bound to cause havoc and death. Her entire world is thrown into disarray.  

Irrespective of the danger looming ahead, Elena is undoubtedly drawn to her mystery mate. An allurement is the last thing she needs but how long can she resist and deprive herself of that sweet magnetism?

BLOOD AND SPELLS

　　Laughter erupted when some humans waltzed in and did exotic acrobatic dance. Everyone jeered and jubilated, it felt intoxicating until the humans, who were ten in the group brought out a knife and stabbed their necks in sync. Horror chimed in and gasped was heard. The newly converted vampires were already losing it and ready to dive in but Cedric came forward and held an authoritative hand to stop the chaos. The music had stopped and the vampires' eyes twitched with veins popping from their under eyes.


　　"Control yourself, this is an impending attack and it was definitely not part of the circus." Cedric in a smartly tailored suit tried to restore balance.


　　"Circus or party, label it whatever you like, I wouldn't be surprised if you had a hand in this, after all, you are known for being a troublemaker." Oliver sipped the last drop of his wine and dropped his glass on a tray.


CHAPTER 63