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Being a villain is bad... but is that really true?

In a world where magic is the lifeblood of the land, two women from opposing sides are destined to collide in a tale of love, power, and the thin line between good and evil.

Alyndra was only five when her life was shattered by the brutal murder of her parents. Raised in the tranquil kingdom of Lunaria, she learned to wield her innate magical abilities to protect and heal. Despite the darkness in her past, she holds onto hope and goodness, dedicating herself to helping others and honoring her parents' memory.

But the shadows that have lingered in her heart are not so easily quelled. Alyndra's kindness is tested when she crosses paths with a powerful and enigmatic woman from the dark kingdom of Noxaris.

Thalindra is a force to be reckoned with feared and revered as one of the most powerful sorceresses in the land. With her striking androgynous appearance, short-cropped black hair, and piercing amber eyes, Thalindra commands respect and awe. Yet beneath her cold and calculating exterior lies a deep-seated loneliness and a hunger for a kindred spirit. 

Thalindra is on a quest to find a partner in crime, someone who can match her in power and ambition, but all those she encounters bore her until she meets Alyndra.

Their first meeting is one of conflict, as Alyndra stands in the way of Thalindra's plans. But instead of seeing Alyndra as just another obstacle, Thalindra is intrigued by the younger woman's strength and the darkness she senses lurking within her. Thalindra sees in Alyndra a potential ally and something more.

As they continue to clash, a slow and dangerous connection forms between them. Alyndra is drawn to Thalindra in ways she cannot understand, her once-clear sense of right and wrong becoming increasingly blurred. And Thalindra, for the first time in her life, feels a genuine affection for someone one that could either save her or doom them both.

In this enemies-to-lovers tale, the line between hero and villain will be redrawn, and the roles will reverse as Alyndra's transformation into a darker self unfolds. The two women will challenge each other, shape each other, and ultimately, destroy each other’s old selves to forge something entirely new whether it will be for better or for worse remains to be seen.

Becoming The Villainess’ Acolyte

The fire crackled softly in the hearth, filling the cottage with a warm glow that danced across the walls. I sat across from Alyndra, nursing a cup of tea and pretending not to notice the way her eyes kept darting toward me, filled with unspoken questions.

She was trying to gather the courage to speak, her lips parting every so often before pressing into a thin line.

I knew what she wanted to ask. Of course, I did. The weight of it had been hanging in the air since we'd escaped the forest. The memory of that man his presence, his words wasn't something that could easily be brushed aside.

Finally, she broke the silence. "Thalindra," she said hesitantly, her voice soft but insistent.

I raised a brow, pretending to be mildly surprised. "Yes?"

Her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her sleeve, twisting the fabric as if it would grant her the strength to continue. "That man in the forest. Who was he? And why did he say you were… using me?"

You're more fragile than you realize