B.W.P.

What is love to an immortal? Long stretches of life can be lonely, love can be forgotten, and you always outlive everyone you meet—So what’s the point? Sometimes all you want to do is give up—But that’s difficult when you can’t die. 

Her hand is warm. Her fingers interlace with mine. A squeeze. Our eyes melt into each other. This is more than both of us are capable of understanding. The curse that trapped us in this realm doesn’t seem so bad. From this point, I never want a day without Mary by my side. We saved each other in more ways than one. From despair, love is born. 
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On Belzaar, wishes become curses. Mary will face tough decisions, blood-thirsty vampires, bitter ghosts, and the witches who cursed the dead island. But Mary’s toughest battle might be confronting an emotion she swore died centuries ago, love.
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The Cursed ONes

Allison. She reminds me of an Allison I knew, a long, long time ago. A strong force of a woman she was. Allison had a gentle way about her, but she could also bring the fire. Allison was fearless. I always felt calmer when she was around, as I do with Mary-Allison.


Of course, I already knew Mary’s full name. I wrote it on her invitation after all. And it’s no coincidence my room at the castle is near hers. Furthermore, the more I speak with Mary-Allison, the more confident I become in my decision to bring her here, to me, to where her ancestors once called home. So many qualities of the Allison I knew reside in Mary. Mary-Allison. Allison—I loved her, once. 


Allison had bouncing curls like Mary-Allison usually does. It seems she’s had a long day, dry sweat dampens her hair, too much weight for her curls to manage—Not to mention she’s currently chugging her fourth Black Ale.


Chapter 10: The Cursed Tavern