Princess Eleanor existed for sixteen long years. 

Rob remembers the tight dresses. The long hair. And the mirror, the big mirror in the ballroom.

This is not me.
This is not me.

At first, people tried to tell Rob he was not real. He was just imagination, just a delusion of a teenage princess.

It wasn't. His name was Rob, he would say, looking at the mirror.

My name is Rob. I am real.

Soon, the queen couldn't stop Rob from being there anymore. Not when the boy would cut his own hair, torn his own dresses. He refused to eat, refused to sleep. 

And he wouldn't answer anyone who called "Eleanor".

It was a cold night when his father came to his chambers. It was a surprise because the king was never around. Anywhere, never.

Rob was lying on the bed, ready to sleep. Father sat on the bed, his eyes like two black stones.

"If you keep doing that," he said, simply, "you won't be my daughter anymore".

Rob fixed his eyes on his father.

"I am Rob," he said.

Because that was the truth


...




A branch hurt Rob on the face. He cursed and broke it in two smaller parts. He laughed and cursed even louder.
Now that he had the Sun, Rob knew this was the beginning of his second day walking with no direction in the big forest. He couldn't sleep a bit, afraid of wolves and whatever else there is in a forest. Even with his magic circle of fire, he did not feel safe.

Turns out the fire circle was just that, a circle of fire. It was useful, probably the most useful thing he could ask for, but it didn't help with food or water. Rob was cold, hungry and incredibly tired.

"I could eat a wolf". He smiled. Well, At Least a wolf couldn't eat him. Not with magic protection. Not with Rob moving restlessly all night.

He hoped that following the same direction always would take him somewhere. A village, a city. Anything. He would still be in the Rainy Kingdom, of course, but Rob doubted anyone would be expecting him to be alive. They were still thinking he was a murderer.

He stopped by a big tree and looked at the sky, sitting down on the grass, his clothes smelling like woods and sweat. 

Someone was guilty, and it was not him. 

That person must still be in the castle. That person could be killing someone right now. It wouldn't be Rob's fault, but he felt somewhat responsible. They did everything on their power to kill him, and he wasn't even the right person.

He felt his fists clenching, making the blood in his hands move slowly. There was a bottle. That bottle which liquid Rob didn't know what was. Someone framed him. Someone out there committed murder and made the blame fall on Rob. When did they put the bottle inside his pockets? When did they plan it all out? Why Rob?

It also did not make sense. Rob represented nothing, why have someone being against him?

Not just that, but the King. The king believed so easily Rob was the murderer when he knew he had no magic, no strength, no reason to do so. Was it the king who framed him? But why accept him in the palace only to have him dead? Maybe to keep the alliance without having another king on his way. But Rob didn't interfere a thing on the politics, so why have him out of the way in such a drastic manner? 

It made no sense, but he felt anger anyway. A new kind of anger, a new type of feeling. 

He was framed, arrested, beaten up, exiled. Not even his family wanted him back.

He curled his lips on a smile. They could go to hell. Every single one of them could disappear from the face of the earth.

Well, not all of them.

He looked at the circle of fire.

Both with the guards and the forest, there was one person who saved him. One person that saw his innocence. The unknown man. 

He got himself on his feet again. After so much happening to him, he finally had some time to think, and that was good. Still, he couldn't just sit and think. He had to find somewhere to stay. 

He walked for what looked like hours - and it probably was, since the Sun was high on the sky when he finished, before giving up to exhaustion. He lay on the floor, looking around. There was no sign of any animal around. Maybe he could sleep a little.

"Maybe you could sleep a little," said a small, small voice.

Rob sat down the fastest he could. The voice was calm and high pitched, like a quiet child. He looked around. There was nobody.

"There was nobody," said the small voice again.

And Rob saw. Almost transparent, small and shining. A little human, sitting on the grass, looking at him.

There was a series of things Rob could do at the moment. Scream. Run. Talk.

Instead, he just watched.

The little person got up, staring at Rob.

"You just watch"

Rob looked at her in the eyes, almost impossible to see, being translucent and small.

"I was just… I was…" his voice didn't sound brave at all. Rob was afraid, and it showed.

"And now you talk." they looked around, "Are you going to the Wizard's?"

"The wizard's?"

"You can't go there. It's protected".

"I…"

A memory shined on his mind. The king, his crooked smile, the unknown man. 

Sir WIzard told us, had said the King.

Was the unknown man Sir Wizard? The person who protected Rob all along?

"I need to go to the Wizard's. It's important"

The creature shook their head.

"Impossible. It's protected. Maybe if you were a fairy," they made a pause, "But you aren't".

"Can you take me at least close to there? Maybe I can find the Wizard on my own".

In the forest, exiled, Rob was free. But he was also hungry and tired. The perspective of food made his chest beat faster.

There was a moment of silence.

"You won't find food. The Wizard doesn't open doors to anyone"

Rob imagined a big house, surrounded by a big wall. He imagined himself knocking on the door. The man had saved him before, why not now?

"I think the wizard will open the door for me".

"He won't"

"He will".

Rob was stuck in a bad situation, and he had to do what was necessary to get out of it. In fact, he couldn't stand one more second in that forest. He wanted a bath. New clothes. Food. A bed. 

Well, at least food. 

"You won't get a bath, new clothes, food or bed there"

"How are you so sure the Wizard won't open doors for me?"

"Because we're already here''.

Rob thought he didn't understand what the small fairy was saying. 

"You don't understand because you know no magic. We are here. The wizard's house is right there," they pointed to their left. 

Rob looked. There were some trees, some bushes, some birds. 

There was a forest.

"I'm serious, take me there"

"I told you, the house is protected. You can't get in if the Wizard doesn't allow it"

"Well, the wizard will sure allow me in".

"The wizard is in the castle. He will take days, weeks," Rob could see a smile on the translucent face, "Unless you plan on waiting".

He felt tears going down his face. He had no hope before, and now there was even less. What would he do? Starve to death? Trust a circle of fire to save his life over and over, while he waited for help that might not come? 

He was so tired. So, so tired.

Even in crying, Rob laughed.

"What are you laughing at?".

"I don't know", he said without air, "I don't know"

The conversation faded to an uncomfortable silence. Rob needed something to say, even though it was clear the fairy could read his mind.

I need food, he thought the louder he could.

"I know you need"

"Can you help me?"

They shook their head.

"fairies eat sunlight. I can't help you with food"

Then, Rob had an idea.

"What about the closest village? Could you point me the direction?"

"Go south, for half a day. You will find a small one. I know nothing about it except there are humans"

"Where's south?"

The fairy pointed to the right. 

"South"

Rob smiled.

"Thank you, thank you. What's your name again? I'm Rob"

"I know, your majesty. But you shouldn't give your name to a fairy."

Rob had read about it, of course. One should never offer their name to a magical creature. He thought it was just a made-up thing.

Well, there's a real fairy close to you now.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be. Have a good day"

And they vanished, leaving Rob alone.

For whole minutes, he couldn't get himself on his feet. His vision was blurry and he couldn't hear sounds very well. Did he need to sleep that badly?

Definitely.

Rob took a deep breath. He needed to do that. He needed to get up.

And head south.

Accused of a crime he did not commit, Rob is exiled from his own kingdom. 
Lost and alone, he expected anything but demons and wizards in the woods.
But that's exactly what life has for him.

They were trapped now ! Surrounded by arrows and armed medieval knights, there was no way they could escape at this point !
Alyssa was scared to death , not just for herself but more for her friend Becky and the maid Jasmine who risked their life to rescue her from this place !
Near about thirty guards with their weapons closed in on them from all the directions , even Jasmine's boyfriend who was waiting for them with horse cart at the exit gate was also caught and brought inside to receive his punishment.
"We are not going anywhere ! Don't harm anyone here " Alyssa spoke , raising her hands in surrender gesture , so as no one in her group gets harmed, they can have verbal communication no ? Why use weapons when you can solve the situation with words ? 
But this wasn't our twenty first century and the people here use swords more commonly than using their tongue to speak !!
They were in tough situation, in that moment some footsteps were heard nearing in their direction , guards who were surrounding Alyssa and the group gave way for the person who was approaching them , even from distance Alyssa could feel from where the chill in the air was exuded , it was King Edward !
"Milady , enough with running away from me !" King Edward said with his domineering aura which spent chills down Alyssa's spine 
"Why are you making things difficult when we can actually enjoy our big day peacefully , I am in no mood to kill anyone today on such an auspicious day " he continued with his cold non caring tone tucking her loose strands of hairs behind her ear, that fell messily yet beautifully on her dainty face.
Alyssa understood very well what he meant , he wouldn't think twice before taking anyone's life here ...
He has brought her here for a reason , for a purpose , to make Princess Diana's father accept his demands , for his kingdom, his people's sake and he won't let his efforts go in vein !
But the biggest point in all this mess was .... She wasn't Princess Diana !!
"I will do as you say just don't harm my friends!" Alyssa finally spoke judging her current situation 
"Now you are speaking some sense !" He smirked "But milady they will have to pay for betraying me, their king !" Then he looked at his guards and ordered "lock them in dungeon till tomorrow until they receive their punishment !" 
"No ! Don't do this , it's not necessary, I will do as you say , just let them go !" She cried and his gaze turned to Alyssa who was in fear and anger too to hear his ruthless words, he smiled evilly at her and said in husky voice " It's our wedding day princess and I don't want to dirty my hands today ! If you cooperate they can live one more day or they die today here at this moment !" 
He turned around to leave before commanding his guards "bring her in !"
Guards clutched her by her arms and followed their king inside the castle.
Alyssa struggled to loose herself from their grip , "let go of my friends ! They have done nothing wrong ! You have kidnapped the wrong person in the first place ! I will marry you if that's what you want , just let them go ...!!" She cried but her plea fell on deaf ears and they just dragged her inside with their grip firm on her and Alyssa's friends were taken to the opposite side by the guards where the dungeon cells were to lock them up as ordered by King Edward . 
Once Alyssa entered the castle another set of maids came to get her and guards finally let go of her .
Maids took her to the big dressing room where they dressed her in snowy white silk gown which was given to her before when the other two maids have bathed her earlier .
Alyssa just sat there still , in a daze , worrying about her friends life and how she can save them when the maids combed her silky golden blond hairs into a beautiful boho updo leaving some loose curls on sides that reached slightly below her shoulders , which framed her heart shaped face beautifully , her skin was naturally fair, spotless and glowy. 
They applied something that seemed like a rose petal paste to her already rosy pink lips .
When they were done with it , she saw her reflection in the big stone framed antique looking mirror , she was stunned at her own reflection ! 
She has never looked so beautiful, always dressed in plain shabby clothes , hiding her beautiful eyes behind thick frames of glasses and always burying herself in books and studies she never really paid any attention to how she looked , but now seeing herself like this she was really doubting if this was really her ?!
Her wedding dress perfectly fitted her as if custom made for only her, hugging at right places accentuating her delicate waistline and perfect curves that she never knew she had ! 
While she was admiring her look in the mirror , maid placed an unique necklace of amethyst gem on her delicate neck.
Alyssa touched the big purplish gem slightly by her slender fingers, it was so so beautiful. It suited perfectly on her off shoulder floor length white wedding dress , it gave her pure and angelic aura .
Another maid gave Alyssa a bouquet of freshly plucked Lilacs to hold.

Alyssa Amherst , a simple college girl who lost her way in the dangerous forest while on camping with her friends... gets magically teleported...
She finds herself stuck in a place which looks like a medieval era and people there call her ‘ Princess Diana?!!’
Not just that she is kidnapped by a medieval king and forced to marry him ! 


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This is an original novel by me, Meow 93.


The cover image is not owned by me ..

Dahlia opened the door to her room and stepped inside. As looked around it was a decent sized room plenty of room for her vast collections of spell books and other oddities shes collected over the years. 

Once fully inside she grabs her bag and starts to get her stuff out of it to decorate and unpack. Smiling to herself she pulls out some spells books and chuckles knowing she looks like some gothic hippie Mary Poppins pulling a vast amount of shit out of her small beat up leather bag. 

Once her room was almost all decorated she pulled out a black antique framed mirror and hung it up and took a good look at herself. Sighing at the reflection looking back at her she wondered how she got herself into such a mess. She wanted answers the passed 80 years have just been her running around in a fog. 

She knew her name and she was a powerful witch that apparently doesnt age but that's about all she knew. She took off her big black rimmed hat and slowly took off her sunglasses that hide the most insane eyes. She looked into the mirror her eyes had no iris or pupil they just looked like a full moon that glows down at the earth what should be the whites of her eyes black with small white dots that look like a clear night sky. 

She always wondered why her eyes were like this. Were they always this way? They had to be because every glamour spell shes ever used to try and get rid of them never took them away and even stranger never covered them up. With a huff she falls into her bed and looks at her schedule and shakes her head.

Dean Fogg even put introducing her to the class on her schedule. She put the wrinkled paper down and slowly closed her eyes and passed out all the while hoping this sleep will not be invaded by nightmares.

*The works that are The Magicians, Supernatural and Shadowhunters etc. do not belong to me*

*This is my first fanfiction I've written in years and I know there are and will be some grammar mistakes I promise I'll correct those soon. Please be patient with me.*

Dahlia was powerful more powerful than anything anyone encountered in awhile, but what happens when after hundreds of years she forgets how old and how very powerful she truly is? She goes to Brakebills University hoping Dean Fogg and The Library will help her remember. In the meantime she will befriend Quentin and his friends and teach them all kind of different magic from the all the different realms and realities shes been too since losing her memories. Is she destined to remained lost? Or is she destined to find her way and become someone great?

Yin Shaojie walked out. "I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"Hey! We only drank two glasses. Let's continue!" Nimo wanted to stop him, but Yin Shaojie was too fast.
"I'm going to find my wife. I don't feel safe leaving her alone."
"Hoes before bros?"
"Why do you care? Why don't you go find a wife and then we'll see what you'd do"
"I wish. Why don't you ask your wife if she has any sisters in her family that she can introduce to me?"
Yin Shaojie was walking out of the wine cellar when he suddenly stopped.
Turning around, he put his finger on his lips and said to Nimo, "Tell no one about my wife, you got it?"
The news was too shocking that he was still trying to digest it.
Although he knew that Nimo wasn't one who would leak information, news about the Mu family was very likely to be true and the fact that it was true made it hard for Yin Shaojie to digest it.
He suddenly wondered if his parents knew this about the Mu family?
Perhaps not.
If his parents knew about them, they would have told him.
Now that he thought about it, it was no wonder that the Mu family was called the legendary Mu family. They were low-key and mysterious and had power that no one could properly gauge. Even the Big Four Families couldn't properly grasp them.
Yin Shaojie could understand now why the elders spoke of the Mu family in a different tone.
He was quite curious to know how the elders would react if they were to know the truth about the Mu family.
But he also knew that Xiaoxiao's background was not something that he could casually talk about.
The old and mysterious Muirs family…
Yin Shaojie walked out of the wine cellar. Staring at the night sky through the French window, he took a deep breath.
...
In the bedroom.
Annie looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was very beautiful.
She knew that Chris would never let her down in this aspect. He would surprise her from time to time.
But this time, Annie realized that she was not happy at all.
She looked really beautiful in the mirror.
Her hair was drawn up in two locks falling down by her temples. It framed her dainty face well and she looked very refined.
While Annie was lost in her thoughts, looking at the mirror, someone knocked at the door behind her.
"Come in," she said tepidly, thinking it was a helper who had came to serve dinner.
Ka cha——
The door opened and a tall figure came up behind her, his elegant face appeareding in the mirror.
Annie was unaware. She was looking at the mirror, but her eyes were unfocused.
"Are you thinking about me?" Suddenly a hoarse voice said by her ear.
Annie hadn't regained her senses yet, but his words stirred her heart.
"Why is it you..."
She looked up abruptly and met Ye Sijue's gaze in the mirror.
Seeing his pale face, sadness flitted across her eyes.
"Are you awake? Are you feeling… any better?" she asked, not realizing that her tone was very gentle.
Her hands on her lap clenched nervously.
"No," Ye Sijue said.
Annie was stunned for a moment. It were as if she understood the implied meaning when she looked into his eyes.
He wasn't referring to his body being unwell, but rather his heart…


As childhood sweethearts, they were made to engage under the manipulations of their families. It involved having to to live in the same room and sleep together.

One night, she is accidentally made drunk, and in his delirium, he kisses her only to realize he enjoys it. From time to time, he would sneak a kiss on her, but his “crime” is eventually discovered in an accident. After being accused by her, he says with a smile, “You are my wife, why can’t I kiss you?”

The two people’s daily routine is full of bickering and mutual discrediting of each other.

Although he claims to disparage, he actually cares intensely about her. He feels crazily jealous when she is close to other men, to the point of tying her to his side, so that she becomes exclusively his.

Tags: Campus Love, Childhood Sweethearts, Pampering Romance

Somewhere in a crowded bar was sitting a man with piercings and tattoos all over his body, waiting for someone. 
The door of the bar opened and their came Edmund Richard, Karl Kenwise's secretary.
He came near to the man with piercing and sat opposite to him. He moved his hand forward for greetings.

"Hello!! Howen" 

The other man,Howen Capris just raised his eyebrows and smirked. 

"what is this with you greeting?"

"Manners you know" Richard replied.

"So, he is dead?" Howen asked.

"Aah yes! have you started doubting your own abilities? It was a clean job and his daughter, what was her name.... yes! Cara, she has been framed as planned."

A gun was pointed towards Richard even before his sentence ended.

"I never doubt my abilities" Howen growled.
"A man like you can never understand my pain" Howen added.

Howen got up from the chair pulling his jacket over his shoulder and got out of the cafe. 

"What about the bill?" Richard screamed after him.

Howen shouted "you pay it"

It was very difficult for Howen. Although he was given orders to kill Karl Kenwise but a sin of such a grade can never be pleaded for in God's court. The night was very cold. It was further intensified by the guilt he carried in his heart. 

He was getting closer to his house. A 2 BHK apartment in New York's posh area. A big apartment with only one occupant.

He was just taking the last turn when he heard the sound of someone whimphering. Howen looked around and near the light post he saw a dog whimpering. He went near the dog, it was definitely someone's pet. He checked the dog's collar for some address or something to contact the owner but all he found written on the collar was "Hail". A gold key was hung around the dog's neck using I thin chain. He picked the dog up and took it to his home. The dog resisted at first but then gave up.

The dog was whimphering due to cold. He lit fire in fireplace, got a big fruit basket, put his towel inside it and put the dog in. He kept the basket near the fireplace and got milk for the dog. The dog refused to drink. He got him biscuits, he refused to eat. The dog looked gloomy. He too has worries, Howen thought.

That night Howen slept on sofa with the basket on his side. He couldn't sleep well that night. Guilt eating his conscience.

The clock struck six. 
He got up from the sofa and went to the washroom and stood before the mirror. He had forgotten to take out his mask and all those fake piercings and tattoos. He tore his mask out and then his piercings. He then looked at himself in the mirror. The hard faced Howen was back. 

He was no murderer. He was just following orders. 

He consoled himself.

Cara kenwise is a simple girl.She wants nothing more than a family.

Thrown out of her house by her own father at an early age she has learned to fend for herself.
But what happens when suddenly her life gets upside down in just a blink of an eye?
What will she do when she will get to know that the person whom she had hated for years was actually not her father?

Howen Capris is an agent in the secret service H.A.W.K.S. Devilishly handsome and confident.He has vowed to serve their cause till his last breath. What will happen when he is swayed from his path because of just a small promise?

When these two people collide. A lot will happen. Many secrets will unfold and man masks will be revealed.
What will Howen choose ? Debt or duty?

A lost file, a designer ring and a promise to keep.

Without any warning, panic completely occupied Tang Qi's mind at this moment.
With no reason at all, but purely out of instinct.
Like the feelings produced when a weak, fragile living being encountered a more advanced form of being.
The moment after Tang Qi was reborn at Origin Blue Star, he had faced — himself as a demon, the evil soul-exchange ceremony, and the old black man who possessed witchcraft. Afterward, Tang Qi had also killed people and supernatural monsters, including an existence at the level of the Dugong sea monster.
But under any of those circumstances, Tang Qi had never had such a feeling.
When he and Sally in the mirror looked at each other, the surrounding environment changed greatly, just like an inverted mirror image; the small fitting room became countless pieces of glass that moved and reassembled quickly before finally changing back into the real room.
The only thing unreal was that Mrs. Hudson seemed to have been frozen at the moment that she took off the glasses.
She stayed still in place and smiled lightly, seeming to be satisfied with her new work. But Tang Qi couldn't feel her heartbeat.
Was she dead?
Or was she not in this world anymore?
In that huge floor mirror, the two were still looking at each other.
But Tang Qi could no longer see any trace of the original Sally in those eyes, like… it was a whole different person.
"Who are you?"
Tang Qi slowly put down the book in his hand and said with some bitterness in his mouth.
Blood Python No.1 was pinned to the lower back by Tang Qi.
There was a box of furnace bullets in the left pocket of the jacket.
In the right pocket of his trousers was a box of sea monster bullets.
In the lining at the chest was a red drop of sea monster's tears.
Even if he faced the Dugong sea monster again, Tang Qi was confident he could kill it quickly.
But right now, Tang Qi made no movement at all.
Not that he did not want to, but he was unable to.
A terrible pressure was now pressing down on Tang Qi, and the action of putting down the book almost exhausted all his strength.
The only thing Tang Qi could do now was to keep his eyes open and let the terrible coercion madly consume the power in his body, and not falling down and admitting defeat.
When asking that question, two scenes completely different from reality already came into Tang Qi's eyes. Two special interfaces also appeared in Tang Qi's eyes at this time.
Sally changed.
She was still in that same body; just that the previous shrunken, shy character had disappeared. In the pair of eyes that looked at Tang Qi, there was an unbridled blatantness, arrogance of contempt for all, and a kind of charm that would make any man feel an impulse to kneel down.
Wisps of gray and black mist that could not be seen by the naked eye continuously flowed out of Sally's body, turning the little fitting room into an exotic state. The fairy-like golden and white dress on her also gradually darkened into black.
The garland above her head not only didn't wither but instead bloomed dark flowers that were full of strange charm. They were so beautiful that one couldn't move one's eyes away.
If the previous Sally was a beautiful fairy girl who took one's breath away, Sally right now was a witch girl who seduced one into submission. 
Tang Qi's special ability confirmed his suspicion.
The special interface that popped out first was from the pair of exaggerated black-framed glasses.
[Wonder: Glasses That Sealed Misfortune]
[Information Fragment 1: This is a pair of glasses that gained supernatural power after being blessed by the gypsy witch leader. It can seal the powers of misfortune and return this poor girl to ordinariness.]
[Information Fragment 2: When the girl is wearing it, it cannot be sensed by supernatural powers.]
The information fragments contained in the black-framed glasses were very simple, and Tang Qi was already shocked.
The interface seen from Sally made Tang Qi both amazed and regretful.
He didn't expect that he would do a bad deed out of good intentions.
In the past, the interfaces shown for the opponents he faced all said "supernatural creature".
But this time, it was different.
In the line of characters that Tang Qi saw at one glance, the word "goddess" appeared to his shock.
[Exotic Goddess: Witch of Misfortune]
[Status: Sub-personality]
[Information Fragment 1: A Witch of Misfortune from another plane divided her magic powers and sent each portion into different worlds in order to break through her limits. Sally who was still a baby received the portion sent to Origin Blue Star.]
[Information Fragment 2: Sally's family members all died because of the powers of the misfortune magic. At the last moment, the head of the gypsy witches who was passing by sent her own power into the black-framed glasses left behind by Sally's father. It could seal up the misfortune magic for at least one hundred years.]
[Information Fragment 3: With the advent of the spirit tide, cracks appeared on the seal of the glasses, and removing the glasses gave the Witch of Misfortune sub-personality formed because of the magical powers an opportunity to break out.]
[Information Fragment 4: Since the Witch of Misfortune sub-personality shares one body with Sally, she needed external help before she could completely take control of this body and help the original witch break through the limit of godhood by taking advantage of the opportunity brought by the return of the spirit tide.]
Buzz.
When the fourth information fragment was seen by Tang Qi, a ray of hope almost emerged in Tang Qi's eyes. He exhausted all his remaining strength to bow down his head in an instant and prevented the witch sub-personality in Sally's body from seeing it.
Now, Tang Qi finally understood what he did.
He wanted to give a gift to Sally, only to accidentally reveal the biggest, darkest secret in Sally.
Witch of Misfortune!
These words perfectly explained all the unlucky experiences Sally had since a young age and the reason that the people around her also met ill luck.
Even with more than half of the powers of misfortune sealed away by the glasses, the traces and bits leaked out were enough to produce a reputation of "Unlucky Sally".
If there was no accident, the glasses would have continued to seal the magic of misfortune until Sally died naturally at an old age, and that magic would also return to the plane of the Witch of Misfortune without causing any major impact on the Origin Blue Star.
Of course, it was also possible that with the return of the spirit tide, the glasses would fail before that, and the completed personality of the witch, once it was born, would get rid of Sally's weak personality and gain control of the body so that a Witch of Misfortune would be born in this world, which was about to change drastically.
Tang Qi couldn't predict what big events would happen then.
And he didn't need to predict, because all these were accidentally interrupted by Tang Qi.
The glasses were taken off, and facing Tang Qi now was the alter ego that was still forming but accidentally released… the Witch of Misfortune. 
Tang Qi bowed his head, hiding the emotions in his eyes. All the strength in his body was used to resist the magical powers filling this small fitting room, though it was of little use. Tang Qi could even feel that with one thought by the Witch of Misfortune, his fragile body would be completely broken up.
Click, click.
The previous Sally walked in heels with extreme difficulty, but right now, what Tang Qi saw at the corner of his eyes was a figure full of immense glamour, as charming as a fairy of the dark, who walked step by step to Tang Qi; a pale finger slowly lifted up Tang Qi's chin.
Then, Tang Qi saw the perfect face again and a pair of pupils that were blue in color but gradually turning dark and pervading a gray, mysterious atmosphere. Tang Qi only felt that his soul was about to slide into a special world.


When the spiritual barrier that has been intact for a hundred years is shattered by a meteor, spiritual energy that had disappeared starts to return. The mystical realm slowly begins its revival—magic, witchcraft, curses, supernatural lifeforms, strange and mysterious legends, monsters and gods from other worlds… The old world order collapses, yet the new order is mystifying and chaotic.
Just before the unprecedented reformation is here, Tang Qi awakens and finds himself hung on the cross, having turned into an inferior demon and in great pain and agony…
With his special ability to see through the nature of all things from the mystical realm and a sly and crafty mind, follow Tang Qi as he develops new skills and powers—as well as making new friends and allies—to battle and protect himself from never before seen supernatural threats in an unfamiliar world!




John Harris woke in the dark bedroom. 

His wife, apparently also awake, sat still and upright next to him. Though the bed was warm, he could feel a slightly warmer body heat emanating from Megan through her red silk negligee. 

“Megan? Are you all right, Hon?” he asked. She hadn’t woken in the middle of the night, since the breakthrough. Or if she had, John slept through it. 

Megan made a strange, hoarse noise, like clearing her throat. 

“Go back to sleep,” Megan said. 

John’s eyelids, suddenly incredibly heavy, fluttered as his body hastened to obey the psychic command which the woman next to him wasn’t even aware she’d given. 

“You sound… like… you’re getting… a cold,” he murmured as sleep claimed him. Yet even as he drifted away, impelled by an irresistible force, he realized something was wrong. 

Megan was never ill. 

Carefully, slowly, Megan lifted the covers and stepped out of the bed. She padded noiselessly through the open door into the night light-lit bathroom. Closing the door, she turned on the light and inspected herself in the wall-length mirror above the long counter and its two white porcelain sinks. 

She caught her breath just a bit at her appearance as she raised a slim, semi-long-nailed hand to the thick and glossy but short, sleep-rumpled black hair. It framed well her patrician face, the big brown eyes under arched brows, the straight nose, full lips, and strong, rounded chin. 

She saw the hairbrush in its holder by the counter, and reached for it, but then hesitated and withdrew her hand. The brush wobbled in the holder for just a second. Then it rose into the air and drifted into Megan’s waiting hand. 

 
 

Her eyes on her mirror reflection, the red silk-clad woman brushed her hair, slowly. She released the brush. It continued its work without her guiding hand; short slow strokes restoring some order to the black, tousled hair. 

She looked upward to where she knew a tiny web-camera recorded the scene. 

“Edward,” she breathed. “Do you see? We have done it!” 

She nodded in the direction of the brush-holder on the counter. Obediently, the brush left off its stroking, flew back to the holder and settled itself in. 

“No need to be sloppy with your things,” she said to someone who appeared not present. 

She seemed to listen for a moment, then she laughed softly. 

“But I will do as I please with him,” she said. 

She looked again at her reflection, then down at her own red silk-clad body, as if to confirm what she saw in the mirror. The negligee fit her loosely, v-necked, with three-quarter sleeves and dropping midway down her bare thighs. 

She noted Megan’s pink toenails with amusement. 

Melnikova, in total control of the body and abilities of Megan Harris, stepped out of the bathroom. A helpless prisoner in a remote corner of her own mind, yet one who could clearly see, hear and feel, Megan screamed, wept and fought. Silently. Uselessly. Helplessly. 

Please don’t hurt my husband, she begged. 

“Husband,” said Melnikova in Megan’s voice. “Awake!”

When two small-town women find themselves with nearly unlimited powers of mind and body, their lives get complicated. Things turn nasty as a shadowy organization attempts to use Megan and Trish for their own evil ends, and destroy them, their town and the USA in the process.

    "Lina?!" In a small and simple yellow themed room, a woman's voice is heard from outside the room disturbing the once peaceful and quiet room.
   Lina is laying flat on her bed. Her both hands are placed on her stomach and her legs are crossed. She is facing the ceiling, deep in thoughts, thinking of how college would be. 
    She had heard from some people that college is a free life, where you can do anything you want. While, others said otherwise. Anyway, she didn't care all she new is that, she would be going to college and she might get a chance of having a cute boyfriend.

    "Lina?!!" someone called again from downstairs but this time with more force to the point that it was more like shouting. 
   "I'm coming?!!" She shouted back in order to not rile up her mother. A little sigh escaped her lips then she lazily gets up from her small yet comfy bed and stands on her foot. She walks towards a lengthy mirror and stands infront of it. She is slightly disappointed in her image on the mirror. Her light brown hair fell down to her waist, her once pale skin seemed to have been touched by the sun, her pink lips that never said negative words to people and then her beautiful body. The body men look for, she is actually gifted with a great body, small waist, long beautiful legs, full perky breast and a round butt and hip. Her body could catch any eye, but still it isn't enough for her. She wants the face of a goddess, then maybe someone would love her till death because guys just want to hit on her.
    
    "come downstairs now Lina!!" Her mother snaps her out of her thoughts again and she remembers. She is already dressed and prepared so she hurries out of the room and shuts the door closed. 

    Downstairs, in the sitting room, she sees her mother walking toe and froe to pick up some things from the sides of the room and position in her luggage which laid on the couch. While her father stares at the ground. He's foot is placed on the wall and his hands are inside his pocket. They both lift thier heads to find Lina standing on the stairs.
   "Let's get going." Her mom said and she zipped the luggage then the three of them left the house.

      After a long ride down a lonely road, they finally got to the school.

   Lina and her mother step out of the car and walked towards the school. Some students are seen in groups talking, laughing, while some looked confused.
    The school was really beautiful with perfect flowers at the front of the school. Her parents didn't have enough to afford this school for rich kids so her rich uncle supported them.

   "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Her mother said.
"yes it is." She replied with a smile. 
    They both giggled and entered the school.

   After they had signed up everything and Lina had become a student of the school, they both said good-byes to each other and her mother walked away.
   Lina knew why her mother didn't let her say goodbye to her father because of the issues they had been having lately, so she stood back.

    In the walkway, she stood infront of a door holding a piece of paper in her hand. The door was a well framed wooden door. It had a number 103 nailed on the front of the door. She looked at the piece of paper she held in her hand and it was the room she and her mother were told to go to. With all the courage she could gather, she turned the knob and the door opened. 

   Her hand clutched onto the handle of her luggage and the piece of paper in her hand. She walked into the room and she was impressed. They were two big beds which had a distance. Each had a drawer. They was also a well framed, big closet by the side unlike her closet in her house. Anyway the room had everything a student would want.

    She took a step closer to the bed which was at the left, and placed her luggage on top of it. She knew that bed was hers because, it wasn't decorated and the bed at the right side of the room was. Now to think about it, who stayed there? The wall was decorated with posters of skulls, rock stars and so on. She knew that she had jammed with a bad girl who didn't seem to be in the room.
 
     However, after she had set up her clothes in the closet, she picked up her phone and some books so that she could go outside and read somewhere quiet since she heard someone announce that it was lunch time.

  As she got outside, she turned around to take in fresh air into her lungs. Her eyes were shut as she spinned around with arms wide open. A large smile appeared on her lips and she didn't even bother if anyone was looking at her since everyone seemed to have disappeared from her happy and silent world. 
    Outside the school was really beautiful. Cool breeze that brushed her skin, green grass that covered the ground, noisy gossips from the people that sorrounded the place and...
  "Owsh!" She whined. 'who must have done that?' She opened her eyes immediately and brought her head down to look at her foot. Someone had matched her on her foot and she hadn't heard sorry?! She lifted her face up to see who dared and as she was about to speak, an unknown silence suddenly locked her lips.

   It was a boy, a gorgeous angel, the one who kept her quiet. 
   He had grey eyes that shined like they were crystals, ready to grab the greediest souls. His hair was as dark as coal and it was perfectly jelled backwards, his lips were pale pink and his skin looked pale and flawless as well, it looked like the sun had never even kissed his skin before. He was taller than her, making her feel like she was short, he had a masculine jawline created with perfection and his broad shoulders...Those were the parts she could admire because that is all she could see.

    While she was busy gaping and admiring the most handsome boy she had ever seen in her life, he was busy staring deep into her brown eyes like he was looking for something, like he just realized something.It totally looked as if he was trying to recognize her. Anyway her stare at him was soon to be stopped.
  "You are a..."


    

   

This korean novel tells a story of a young girl named Lina Chun who has been trapped in a peaceful world made of dark lies. 

 Her life changes when she gets into college after her graduation from highschool. Being a seventeen year old girl didn't change the fact that she was as naive as a child. The girls at her new school as usual mocked her but it was no difference except for the much more harsh situation she was in.

 Eventually, she had a crush on a stranger a cold hearted popular boy, who didn't seem to care about love until there was a dare. Levi, her crush saw the dare as more of a challenge while Lina saw it as a way to get close to him.

 As fate may have it Levi begins to develop feelings for Lina, but not at the right time. His dark secrets that had been hidden from the world for so long are slowly revealed.

 will Lina run away? will she stop loving him? will something bad happen?

 Watch how the mystery of this two people are uncovered. 

 1 chapter daily except Wednesday

I must admit that dying wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It was definitely not nice, by any means, but I just thought that there would be more to it. What I didn't expect however, was that death would feel so much like life.

I look at the silky blanket covering me. It's a nice green and very expensive looking. Actually, everything is this room looks expensive. The wine red carpet, the crystal chandelier hanging from the roof, the big closet with flowers cut into the dark wood. Even the small table looks like it belongs in a castle, and I shouldn't even speak about the gigantic bed in which I'm laying 

As I continue to appreciate my surroundings the double doors to my right open, revealing a young girl. She is clad in simple yet elegant clothes and her light brown hair is tied into a bun on top of her head.

"Excuse me princess, but your father would like to speak with you. Are you feeling better?" The girl asks and I can't do anything but stare at her.

What is she talking about? Princess? I look around the room, excepting someone to step forward and tell me it's a joke. Maybe I'm still alive and my parents are trying to pull a prank on me because of my actions.

"Haha, very funny. You can come out now mom, I know I messed up, you don't have to shove it in my face." I say as I sit up, flinging the warm blanket to the side. But when I catch sight of my legs I stop. Instead of my usually lightly tanned skin-colour, my legs are a milky white.

Quickly I stand up, looking at my arms. I didn't notice before because I was busy appreciating the room, but now I see that they too, are different. It can't be that I've been in a coma and become pale. I stand up, walking a few steps and then stop. This body not only looks different, it feels different.

"Princess, what are you saying?" The girl asks, clearly confused.

"This is not my body." I whisper.

"Excuse me princess, what did you say?" She has started fidgeting with her clothes and I can see that she is alarmed by my strange behaviour.

"Where exactly am I?" I ask, louder. 

"You are home, in Iastar, are you still unwell? I'm sure your father will understand if you choose to rest. He knows how that your health has been bad these past days." I nod in answer and turn back to the bed, sitting down. I need to think.

"Then, I will inform the king about your wishes. Please call on us if you need anything princess." The girl says before bowing and walking out of the room, closing the door behind her.

As soon as I'm alone, I jump up from the bed and walk up to a set of drawers placed against the white- and gold-painted wall. I open the first one, hoping to find a mirror but the only thing occupying the small space is a book. My gaze lingers on it for awhile, poking my interest and curiosity, but I decide that it will have to wait. I have more pressing issues, like finding a mirror. The next drawer contains brushes, tiaras and different types of jewelry. I open the third and last drawer. There, under a white piece of clothe lays a small, golden-framed mirror with a delicate handle.

I pick the thing up, not wasting any time as I look at my face. My suspicion is confirmed when I see the small nose, pink lips and long, thick, black hair. But I'm captivated by my eyes. They are framed by dark, thick lashes and while the right one is a soft gray, the left one is purple.

"She is beautiful." I say as I gently touch the face in the mirror. "but what am I doing in her body?"

The question lingers in my mind as I start pacing in the room. From what the young girl said before, this person is a princess and the past few days she has been ill. Did she die? But how did I end up here? Ahh, there are so many questions!

If anyone figures out that I'm not the princess, what will they do? I think it's better not to find out. For now, I will just pretend that I am suffering from memory loss, because of the illness. I can figure it out. This might be another chance for me to live a better life.

Looking down at the nightgown I'm wearing I scowl. Who wears an old fashioned piece of clothe like this? It looks to be from the 17th century. Wait, if I remember correctly, the girl said I'm in Iastar. There is no such country that I'm aware of. Does this mean I'm something else, like in a different dimension? The possibility makes my head spin and I quickly sit down on the bed. I don't even know my own name, how am I supposed to act? Maybe it's just like being in another country. This place can't be that much different, can it? I guess there is only one way to find out. But before I leave this room I must try to find out more about the princess I'm supposed to be.

My eyes turn to the drawer where I saw the book. It looked like a dairy of some sort. maybe it will give me some clues.

Standing once again, I take the few steps to the furniture, opening it and grabbing the book before returning to the bed.

It's a bit worn out with a plain, brown cover. Opening the first page reveals neat writing and even though I shouldn't be surprised, I notice that the words are foreign to me. But what surprises is that I understand them. I can read the strange language.

"This goes beyond my comparison." I mutter, taking a moment to process the discovery.

When I feel like I have come to terms with this newfound ability, I start reading.

Day 1
I have just spoken to my father. He was wondering about all the trips I've made to town lately. I know he would not be happy if I told him the truth, so instead I said that I was looking for a gift to my mother. He accepted the lie, but I could tell he is still suspicious.
I know that I should have never contacted that man, but now that he is aware of my problem, I can't back down. If only I hadn't used that spell.

I stop reading. Spell? As in magic? No, that can't be right. But before I can continue reading and find out, there is a knock on the door.

I close the book and shove it under my pillow. I then lie down and throw the blanket over me.

"Yes?" I call out.

"Naomi, it's me your father, may I come in?" A dark male voice sounds from the other side of the wooden doors.

I feel panic settle in my stomach and I take a few deep breaths. Just try to act normal, I think to myself. Whatever normal is.

"Yes, it's okay, you can come in." I say and the door opens.

When Naomi gets killed by accident, she is shocked to realise that she is not dead. But when she does not recognize her own body or the people in her surroundings, she understands that something is not right.

Instead of being in her own country, Naomi finds herself in a world of magic, stuck in the body of a princess. While trying to figure out how to survive in this new reality, she also has to find out how the real princess died. Then there is the problem of how she is supposed to be one of the best magicians in the kingdom. And to top it all off, there is a prince who everyone seems to think she is madly in love with.

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