A cat named Cat tries to learn about its species origins when humanity it'self has seemingly gone missing. I've just started and I'm writing other stories so updates will be slow.

jenny born from great witch family, who has one son and one daughter, jenny is third child, jenny want to freedom from magical realism but she has follow the magical law and become a servant of non- limit sealer. her mother is famous witch, but her ego is higher for love of daughter, jenny was limit for magic power, because of the magical war, human effect by them, some human also effect by them, but some evil magician hunt limit sealer., as for the law 3rd child of magician alway an limit sealer. but jenny was attack by black witch.

Join unicorn riding Princess Ting and her friends, cuddly teddy Colin Bear, cute Baby Blue monster, and Ginger Cat, as they adventure through the magical fairy tale Kingdom of Dornoch in search of valiant warriors. 

The Empire of Blaberkish decent their forces of darkness upon Dornoch. Ting with Colin Bear, Baby Blue, and Ginger Cat must defend the realm against the evil Queen and her army of goblins, ogres, witches, and other creatures of the night, not forgetting the monstrous fire dragon.

Penny pondered over their words, her eyes still fixated over the bodies and her heart ached. They were little children. Children who had a life and could have the opportunity to grow into something of their dreams but their right to live had been stolen by the black witches. 
Anger bubbled in her body thinking about it. The black witches, most of them had to be removed, they had to be killed, to let them know what fear meant. Right now they were freely moving in the forest and entering the towns, and the villages but they had to be taught on what fear was so that they wouldn't attack and abduct children in broad daylight. 
"Can't we do something?" Penny asked, turning herself towards Lord Alexander, "What about using spilled magic on the grounds?" 
Alexander shook his head, "That is something we cannot do. Most of the magic which was spilled was nothing but the tapping of forbidden magic."
"What?" Penny didn't read or hear about it. 
"If you ask the church to do it, they won't agree to it. Truth to be told, white witches who serve the churches and the council are under the oath of to never touch the forbidden magic."
When Damien felt Penny's gaze on him, he knew the doubt she had on her mind, "Some of the tappings takes place without the knowledge of the council. Most of the rules that are placed are often bent for one's own needs and purpose."
"The council turned some of the white witches to black witches," Penny realized to have Alexander correct her thoughts. 
"The council didn't know back then that the spilled magic meant touching the forbidden magic which they were not supposed to use. By the time they found out, it was too late."
She now understood part of what happened in Wovile. The inn they were staying in belonged to the white witch and she had tapped into the forbidden magic. Once a person touched the forbidden magic it was nothing less to a drug. And for a person to resist it took a lot of will power.
She didn't sleep the rest of the time and waited for Damien to complete the report which he was supposed to give to Alexander which was to be sent to the head council to let him know what had been going on in Valeria. Apparently there were too many people who often gave out wrong information which ended up into something else. 
Penny sat on the stairs outside the mansion. Sitting near the pillar with her legs pulled close up as she looked at the dark dawn breaking through the sky. 
The butler who had seen the lady sitting outside and taking some fresh cold air went to the kitchen to come up with a tray, 
"Lady Penelope, would you like some tea?" he asked her. Penny had been lost in thoughts and she looked to her side a little startled.
"Ah, yes. Thank you," she thanked him for bringing her warm tea in this cold weather. The sky didn't lighten and still had the dark clouds in there making her wonder if she would be able to see a glimpse of the sun, "Don't you have it?" she asked him. 
"I do, milady," the butler answered, his response coming to be more mechanical than natural. 
"It is lonely to have tea alone. Why don't you bring yourself the tea out here? I insist," Penelope said who was yet to take a sip from her cup which the butler had given her. 
"Apologies, milady but butler's having food or drink in front of their owners or guests is considered to be impolite," the butler said, folding his hands together in front of him. 
How pish posh, thought Penny to herself. The butler didn't appear to budge from here if she would try pressuring him. She wondered how the butler was doing in Quinn's mansion. The poor man was scared to his wits ends at the thought of some ghosts haunting the mansion. 
"Will we have snow today?" she asked him, making conversation.
"Yes, milady," and the conversation died. Lord Alexander sure had a peculiar butler who spoke less. At the same time, she found the cat who was named Areo who belonged to the Lord. The cat walked to her, it's head rubbing against her leg which made her smile. She used her left hand which was free to rub behind its ear, touching the cat's black fur. 
"How old is he?" Penny asked as she continued to pet the cat.
"Older than Lord Alexander," the butler said not knowing the exact year of the cat. 
Wow, that old? asked Penny in her mind. 
The fur was so soft which made her remember that Damien had his dog sent here to Valeria but she hadn't seen him here. Curious she asked the butler, 
"Is Baxter here?" 
"Master Damien's dog? He was here last month but he has been sent to work with the council for the cases that need his assistance," Penny nodded her head, going back to her tea to sip and drink it. The warm liquid felt good as it went down her throat in this cold weather. She hadn't eaten anything since last noon. She hadn't felt hungry and she had stayed that way until the tea touched her tongue. 
She wondered if there was any food right now in the kitchen as it was still early for breakfast to be set at the table. 
"Thank you for the tea," Penny thanked him, giving the empty teacup back to him. The butler bowed his head and went back inside, leaving her sitting at the stair along with the company of the cat. The cat, swishing its black tail left and right came closer to her, she heard him purr.
One second she was ready and picked up the cat in her arms and the next second Penny didn't know what happened but to have her heart leap in her throat in fright with the cat that had transformed to a bigger cat. A panther!


"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"

The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.

"Bring the man here."

"N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.

Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.

"Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.

Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.

"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.

Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.

On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.

~

Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN

The entrance to the Witches' Academy was the most important day for all the apprentice witches as they fulfilled certain requirements of the Witches' Council, the Witches' Council was composed of 5 people but those who decided everything were the high wizards, these 3 wizards were the most outstanding in black and white magic, they could handle the elements of nature.

   For me to be a high witch required more than simple training and meditation so to speak, when I finally received my welcome letter with the acceptance not only of the high wizards but of the Council along with the uniform and the company of a beautiful future companion.

   When I opened the letter the voices of the counselors made me feel so excited, to be able to listen to them was more than a dream come true, from a beautiful bubble came out a beautiful cat with a necklace named Spencer, according to the quote in the letter I had to travel to the Bermuda Triangle where a portal would be signed near the sunset and enter where all the chosen students with their letter of acceptance would be received and from there they would do another check.

   Of course it wouldn't be that long but from there we would be assigned to our rooms and class schedules, after finally getting changed, I deployed everything to use some basic magic so no one would see me and use the broom, after arranging everything and using the magic I grabbed Spencer and he confidently held on to me, the trip would be somewhat long if you were like someone not a magician, but with magic it would be a matter of hours, so I took a little time, about a few hours I met a very skilled group that one was making maneuvers with the broom and a girl who was lying on her broom.
Looking at that maneuver made me wonder but I didn't manage to distract myself from the route, so from time to time I pampered Spencer and guided me through the wind direction in case I had to increase or decrease the speed of the flight; while feeling the smell of the sea I just relaxed and took a deep breath of that refreshing aroma.

   We arrived at a midpoint near the sunset, it was a waiting place for witches where you could eat or drink something fresh or hot in case you were cold, the point of Bermuda was for those who lived between the U.S. and Canada.The point of Bermuda was for those who lived between the USA and Latin America, although we could go to the Nazca Desert but it was not yet suitable for apprentices but for witches of white magic like the Stonehenge and Easter Island, although I loved to pass by those places and receive a little of that white magic it was inspiring to me, so much so that I could be inspired and create positions for good fortune.

   As we were all from different countries in our stop we all spoke the same language, for normal humans it would be Celtic style but the truth was something similar but not the same, but we still preferred to leave the story like that and not correct that mistake.

   As they had all kinds of food and drinks, I decided to buy something for Spencer even though I was not at all hungry I saved it for later, for me I bought a cold chocolate and visited the surroundings of that small reception, the dark colored benches made you feel so relaxed, so while I was admiring the sea and that big swirl I closed my eyes and rested for a while, Spencer decided to take a nap and then stay alert, the cats were able to talk thanks to a spell where they would be our guides at certain times, that's why they were assigned to us with our acceptance letter and not after certain tests, each cat was unique and had an elemental magic power, it wasn't always the same as their eye color, but among witches we understood certain things that humans don't.

   Among such myths were that the black and white cat were the only ones for black and white magic, which was totally false, not always the color black was a term of death or witchcraft, but such myth was not even invented by us witches, was invented by the same humans who hunted witches in the years (1618-1648), the funny thing is that not all those who killed were real witches, for us witches made a big difference, but to make them see reason about things that for humans were not "normal" was to create a conflict of greater scale.

   Our rules were stricter in order to protect us, so every season all the witches went to our world that had the non-magicians and we could relax and do other activities there. After a while the sunset finally came and with it the continuity of our journey, we noticed how above the great whirlpool a field of space-time was formed with lilac, orange, blue, red and white particles, where you arrived at the entrance of the great Muireann castle.

   The castle was of dream of a color Ivory, was high almost like a skyscraper, 3 gardens, a wide eat, rooms for gentlemen and ladies, very similar to the townhouse where we would share the room with a companion, when arriving at the great hall a beautiful and great spider's web of Crystal illuminated the great hall where they gave us the welcome and their presentations, directors, teachers, mother and father of house.

Our Halloween special of Kalyz12 and Dgncesarc will be taken to a curious but fascinating story, Kaluz as Agatha and Cesarc as Hector, will know that a witch and a human can break even the strongest barrier. Enter this peculiar special where you may fall in love.

In the Rhein's restaurant, the fourth floor of Xingfu Business Center.
The restaurant was filled with guests that night.
Hundreds of celebrities from Jiangcheng City who had been invited to the banquet were gathered in the hall.
The television station's camera was also placed in a corner of the hall.
There were also a large number of Britannian expatriates who lived in Jiangcheng who came to support the banquet.
In a private room, Mr. A, who was wearing the sphinx mask, asked the person who came to serve him, "Where's Aziz?"
"Why didn't he come?"
"Sir..." the waiter wiped the sweat on his forehead and said carefully, "I'm sorry..."
"I'm afraid Mr. Aziz will never appear again..."
The women in black robes, who were sitting on the other side raised their heads all at once.
Under the mask, pairs of eyes were staring at the waiter.
They knew what Aziz of the Beast Sect was capable of.
He was a powerful being second only to Mr. A!
The Church of Bones in the Land of Qin had once sent four cardinals to hunt him down.
In the end, not only did they not succeed, Aziz killed two of them instead!
However, such a powerful being had fallen in this eastern land?
Who had he met?
The commander-in-chief of the Blackguard?!
"Who did it?" Mr. A asked calmly.
"I don't know..." the waiter was drenched in a cold sweat.
"You don't know?!" Mr. A's scepter moved slightly.
He raised his head and looked at the top of his head. A thick river of blood flowed between the cracks in the ceiling.
"Mr. A, please hold it for me!" Drops of blood dripped down slowly on a seat, forming the appearance of a bloody man.
The bloody figure looked at the waiter and waved his hand lightly. "You can leave!"
"Yes!" The waiter felt like he was excused from being sentenced to death.
"What's wrong with Aziz?" Mr. A ignored the mortal and looked straight at the bloody figure in front of him.
The Pharaoh's scepter in his hand slowly emitted rays of psionic light.
Obviously, if Alucard could not give him a satisfactory answer.
He did not mind fighting with the guy here!
Even if it would immediately attract the attention and pursuit of the Commander-in-Chief of the Blackguard!
"I only know that Aziz went to the bookshop of the Federal where the Cat Goddess is temporarily staying..." Alucard said, "I'm not sure about other things!"
When Alucard said the cat goddess.
The witches who had been silent all this time spoke, "Cat Goddess Bastet?!"
"Yes!" Alucard nodded.
The witches looked at each other and, then they looked at Mr. A all at once.
There were anger and hostility in their eyes!
Among the various sects of the Brotherhood, the feasting ladies were the most devout existences to the great god they believed in.
When Mr. A saw this situation, he raised his scepter slightly. "Everyone..."
"Now is not the time to pursue the past..."
"Huh!" The witches snorted all at once.
Now that things had come to that extend, how could they not know what the Beast Sect was planning?
In the eastern words, they were using the emperor as a captive to command the nobles.
And in the Land of Qin, there was a very similar story: The Prisoner of Avignon!
Alucard watched the performances of the two factions with great interest.
He knew that his understanding of the mysterious organization, the Brotherhood, had increased!
"It seems that Mr. A has taken advantage of Hill from the Order of the Temple..." Alucard thought.
The Great Pyramid of Giza in Egypt had been attacked more than a month ago, and the shadow of the Brotherhood was among them.
Now, it seemed that Mr. A, for some reason, could not or did not dare to directly attack the cat goddess, so he tricked the Order of the Temple to work for him!
He just didn't know why the cat goddess, Bastet would end up in the East.
She even appeared beside an ordinary eastern man.
And that eastern man was mysterious!
Even Alucard couldn't see through him.
All he knew now was that the eastern man was extremely nervous about him.
So much so that anyone who tried to pry or get close to him could be arrested!
Therefore, there was a problem. Alucard couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to pry.
The problem was that the easterners had many ways to keep him from being exposed.
Why didn't they use the methods?
Alucard wouldn't show up easily unless he figured it out.
Maybe Mr. A's words worked, or maybe it was because of Mr. A's strength.
The witches looked at each other and were silent again.
Mr. A looked at Alucard and asked, "Didn't you say that the Easterner with the cat goddess will appear tonight?"
"Why... hasn't he appeared yet?"
Alucard smiled and shrugged. "Everyone, this is the east!"
He looked at these people and said, "Are you thinking that the easterners don't even know that you're here?!"
"So..." Alucard smiled and said, "Everyone, let's hurry up!"
"Before the Commander-in-Chief arrives, finish your work and retreat immediately!"
Mr. A looked at the witches.
The witches had already stood up.
"Where is he?" Mr. A asked.
Alucard smiled and took out a note from the drawer under the dining table, and handed it over.
Mr. A took it and glanced at the address on it.
Then he picked up the scepter.
"Alucard..." he said, "I hope you aren't playing any tricks this time!"
Alucard, the Blood River Overlord, was not only powerful in the Land of Qin but also treacherous!
Alucard smiled and didn't answer.
... ... ..
The high-speed train slowly stopped at Jiangcheng station. The door opened, and a crowd of people in uniform rushed out.
Situ He immediately went up to greet them.
"Commander-in-Chief!" He walked towards Li Shouyi and saluted.
"Commander-in-Chief..."Li Shouyi asked, "How is the situation?"
"How are the guest and our target now?!"
"The target is at home..." Situ He said, "We didn't find any signs of him going out, nor did we see any intention of him going out..."
"Commander-in-Chief, why do you think..." Situ He asked carefully, "Why did he make this choice? !"
It was obvious that the psionic energy warning station and satellites of the Federal Empire found out two groups of people entering Jiangcheng City quietly.
Then, how could the owner of the bookstore not know?
After all, that was an existence that could meddle with time and space at will!
Moreover, not long ago, he had personally swept away the devil's hidden pillars in Jiangcheng City.
Therefore, he must have known that guests were coming.
Thus, a problem arose.
With his status and ability, why did he choose to stay at home instead of going out of his own will to grab those ignorant people and beat them up?
That was too illogical!
Li Shouyi listened, but laughed and asked Situ He a question.
"Situ..."
"If you can understand the language of the ants at your door..."
"And know that this nest of ants will climb to your door tonight and try to harm you..."
"How would you act?"
Situ He listened and was slightly stunned before he replied, "I won't have any reaction!"
"Perhaps I will bring a stool and sit at the door to especially see how these ants plan to harm me? And what methods they have..." Situ He said as his eyes slowly lit up.
He looked at Li Shouyi, "You mean..."
"Yes!" Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the night scene in the distance, "This is also the purpose of my trip to Jiangcheng City!"
"To ants, humans are unrivaled and indescribable..."
"In the eyes of the owner of the bookstore, perhaps we humans are just a group of ignorant ants, simple creatures..."
"Now, we have a chance to observe what is his thought about a group of humans, who have come to his doorstep and are planning to harm him..."
"This is a rare experience!"
"It's also the best specimen to observe!"
"What awaits them..." Li Shouyi said, "Is it a game of entertainment or a plate of boiling water?!"
Situ He lowered his head. He knew that there was no essential difference between the two.
... ... ..
It was ten o'clock!
Ling Pingan yawned and pulled down the shutter.
Meow!
The kitten, Bastet, rubbed herself against his trouser leg as if she did not want her master to go upstairs.
"Little guy, do you want to sleep upstairs with me tonight?" Ling Pingan asked.
Meow!
The kitten meowed.
"Okay!" Ling Pingan picked her up and turned off the light.
Then he walked to the stairs.
Creak! Creak!
The sound of the wooden stairs was very creepy in the quiet night.
However, Ling Pingan was already used to it. He even liked the sound.
He walked upstairs, turned on the lights, and changed into his slippers.
He saw the scene outside the balcony.
"It's pretty!" Ling Pingan carried the kitten and walked to the balcony.
Jiangcheng city was exceptionally beautiful tonight.
The brilliant galaxy hung high above his head, and the gentle moonlight sprinkled on the earth like water.
Under the night sky, numerous neon lights reflected each other in Jiangcheng city, turning this coastal city into a city that never slept!
Ling Pingan looked at the beautiful night scene, stretched out his arms, and exclaimed, "Beautiful!"
... ... ..
Standing on an old building.
Mr. A's looked at the opposite street.
Beside him, the black-robed witches appeared one after another.
Mr. A's eyes slowly focused and turned into eagle-like eyes.
That allowed him to easily see everything in front of him.
Therefore, his eyes locked onto a figure on the balcony of the second floor of an old building in the opposite street.
An ordinary-looking eastern man was standing on the balcony with the holy cat goddess in his arms!
"This is blasphemy!" Mr. A was furious!
The cat goddess Bastet was the lord he served, the pet and messenger of the father of all things!
How could she be carried by a mortal?!
No wonder the almighty didn't respond to any of the ceremonies recently!
It turned out that this was the root of it!
Mr. A instantly understood!
"You guys go and monitor the Blackguards nearby..." Mr. A looked at the witches beside him and said, "I'll go and greet the messenger of the Father!"
"Let's finish this as soon as possible. Don't leave any time for the easterners to react!"


As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

The Crown Princess of Nidian. A vampire.
Her pale blonde hair and red eyes indicated that she's one of the royals.
Vampires are divided into two. The pure-blooded are the royals with red eyes and the other is the humans that turned into a vampire by the royals.
Pure-blooded vampires have individual powers that only they could have. Their power based on their blood, it could be blood turning into a sharp weapon and stubborn as a shield while ordinary vampire could also use their blood like poison.
And there are some rare cases that a pure-blooded vampire can neutralize anything back to zero.
...
A cold wind was blowing out of the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things. Six shadows stands overlooking the landscape.
Milton sighed in relief, they finally saw another color aside from their dark cloaks and whiteness of the snow. They saw the huge Celtic tree in the center of three mountain peaks reached high up into the sky. Their grey and white peaks were hidden by a layer of clouds. Far below, a thick forest of trees clung to the base of the mountains. Their usual greens and browns now covered in whites and translucent blues.
The Celtic Tree of Life, a representation of harmony and balance in nature. The tree leaves are somehow lush and green, very different from the cold winter snow, a contrasting color is quite noticeable. 
They had been riding north of the kingdom, for almost five day and another two to reach the Iltown, a small village from the border of Tasea and Nidian kingdom. Each day has been worse than the other, food started to get less and spoil, they even needed to start hunting wild animals.
A cold wind was blowing out of the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
Iltown, a small village. It was located between the Vampire and Human territory, the Nidian, and the Tasea Kingdom. Established on the bottom of a mountain, the village of Iltown is home to people who were remnants of the last war between the vampire lord and the humans. 
"Let's go." the commander instructs the company.
Milton can't help but admire their commander in front.
Sir Kolvanismir Rauveron, the oldest son of some lord in the Tasea Kingdom. He was a handsome youth of seventeen, red curly hair hangs over a charming face. His eyes are shining golden eyes that sometimes look intimidating but generally smiling. Soft skin gracefully compliments his hair and gave you the feeling of a good upbringing. Graceful and sharp like a sword.
Milton, as a merchant hired by the palace to guide the knight in travelling, seeing a noble knight withstand harsh weather in the north, is already commendable. Knights are usually the Lords' sons so riding for a long time makes them dismiss the idea of traveling.
At the entrance of the village where a signboard stand-alone, a woman with sunken cheeks and empty eyes was slumped to the ground with a child on her arms hugging the dead body. Milton shook his head as he looks down at the woman. He tried to give his flask but the woman didn't move even though he poured the water on her mouth. It seems like she was just waiting for her death.
She doesn't even wear winter clothes, just a piece of sack. Her lips blue from cold but not trembling as if the winter is negligible. He silently prayed for the two.
They scan at the place. Aside from the two, you can't find any other living being in here anymore.
The village itself looks eerie. With its gloomy wooden rooftops, blackened walls and murky woods, added by the snow that almost buried the whole village, Iltown has a ghostly atmosphere. Each house was once a home, a home belonging to a family and now there was only emptiness. But there was an odd sense of harmony as nature reclaimed what was theirs and resettled a balance.
You can't hear anything except the wind blowing around the deserted village. It's quiet and calm. Some doorways seem in relatively decent condition while others were destroyed and were indistinguishable from other collapsed walls. The village was truly a frightening sight.
The main attraction is in the far end of the village The Celtic Tree of Life behind it was the forest that the house where The Witch, Medeia inhabited. Iltown wasn't known for anything, except for the Celtic tree, a symbol of The Witch. It could be said that the whole village was the courtyard of the witch.
Leading the way Sir Kol and the other four royal guards entered the village. The village wrap in white from the snow. Milton, looked at the huge tree at the center. They got down from his mounted horse, awed at the tall Celtic Tree, right in front of them that thriving of life. 
Curving branches dangled from the tree, and a mishmash of flowers, which grew all over the place, adorned the otherwise jade view. A mixture of bird song and critters reverberated through the air, and in harmony with the tree. It added life to the whole area of snow.
The surrounding area of the tree is abundant of spring colors aside from white, seems like there's an invisible barrier from the tree to the outside.
Sir Kol, with a set of winter clothes, the first one to step over the green grass. For a moment nothing was heard from him and he just stand there looking at the tree.
Milton followed his eyes and saw, on the thick branches of the tree of life, a young girl with curly brown hair and pale skin stood staring down at their group, her gloved hands settled on the white cat on her arms. She met his eyes, she whirled and disappear in the shadow.
"Sir Kolvanismir?" asks the royal guard on his back. Not sure what to do as he watches the knight inside the Celtic tree area.
"Come on," Kol said as he leads the group through the village and into the woods. The forest was colossal, spacious and archaic. Enough light shimmered through to see the path.
Milton followed the knight inside, without question. His loyalty to their king was without question, he can risk his own life for his majesty. The king needed the witch, they were task to get the witch into an agreement to go with them to the palace.
The current King was bedridden and can't see. A palace physician can't distinguish how the King suddenly becomes like that, so the physician recommended that they should find a witch for help.
But the problem is that the upcoming Mabon week, the witches' thanksgiving. The witches in the Kingdom is either they already traveling or just about to go. Mabon festival is an important event for witches and finding a witch this month is impossible.
But the witch in this scarce village was different. She was known as an eccentric witch. A witch that doesn't belong to any organization yet strong enough to destroy a kingdom.
Medeia The Witch. She wasn't called the witch because she's a witch. She was called that way because she embodied the word witches. She maybe not the leader of the Witches' Association, but she was one of the first witches that ever existed. That could only mean that she was one of the people who lead the kingdom of what is it today.
At the end of the path, they see the mound of the witch.
Milton felt the sudden movement of the air around him and instinctively move aside. A swing came from his right, a young girl suddenly appears, swinging another arm towards him. He dodge again and tried to land a hit but instead a long sword with sheath on was attacked by Milton.
Milton felt his hand numb from the impact and frown at the knight that was suppose to be  in front but now in the middle of them, preventing Milton to attack the young girl.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't fight."
"She attacked first."
"Doesn't matter."  he instructed the guards that sword's already out and ready to fight, "don't fight no matter what."
As the knight said those words, the girl leaped towards him and show a series of combat using her quick arms and swift foot. The movements are both odd and effective, very different from a swords' fight in the palace. The girl didn't use any weapon aside the momentum of her arms and foot, making the knight step back to avoid it.
Kol's fought of many battles but none of them the same as this girl. In a fight you use weapon to attack and then quick step to dodge but to the girl she uses both. She uses both of her arms and foot to attack and avoid. 
The knight keep dodging the girl, but ended up being hit. It didn't hurt at all but the area it hit was uncomfortable. Kol observes her movement, and noticed the series of action. Step forward right arm, left leg back. Left arm swing then step forward. Feels like she's dancing but dependent on how the opponent respond.
Kol looked around, the royal guards can't even see an opening to engage in the fight because they afraid that instead of help they might harm the knight.
Milton look at the royal guards who just standing there doing nothing. Are they not going to help? He thought, they have the numbers why not use it to their advantage? Milton took out his knife and throw towards the back of the girl, he smiled at his sneak attack only to find the girl dodge it easily.
Kol saw the girl's lips move upward and he felt numbing pain towards his lower abdomen.
Dmn merchant. He swore and killed the merchant in his mind. He grab the knife as he breathe deeply and took it out. Blood spills out.
For the slightest moment, the girl stilled. It wouldn't be noticed except if you're observing your opponent. Kol grab the opportunity and grab her hanging thin wrist and pulled her up. Kol towered over the girl. But it didn't stop the girl to give him another a kick. The kick wasn't strong but the area it hit was the wound from the knife, causing him to lose his hold of her.
An explosion was heard followed by smoke fill that his vision, instinctively covering his nose with the cloak. "Cover—" even before he finishes his sentence, he heard them cough and a series of body collapsing on the ground. He's the only one left.
"No humans are allowed here." a clear and enigmatic voice was heard.
He looked around, swords still on the sheath. He didn't want to harm the girl, after all, they needed the help of the witch. Harming someone within the vicinity of the witch could result in consequences.
He scans his surroundings, listening to any sound he could pick up and looking for the slightest disturbance in the smoke. When he saw it, he steps forward and docks as swing his legs to the ground, he hit something followed by a thudding sound.
"Ugh."
Immediately the smoke around him cleared. He saw the young girl on the ground trying to get up. "My apologies." He tried to help the girl but was rejected, he explained, "we're not here for trouble."
The girl's brown eyes were guarded. She had tree leaves that tangled at her long dark curls, but even so, she was beautiful in a way that made the prince keep looking. He smiled to show her that he meant no harm. "We're here because we need the help of the witch."
"The witch is not here. Go away." The enigmatic voice said again. Kol searched for the source of the voice but was surprise to see the white cat. The white cat, while licking its front paw look up at Kol with its green eyes.
The cat is talking.
And he shouldn't be that surprise to see a talking cat, after all he's in a world that Vampires and Witches exist but an actual pet is talking. Who wouldn't be surprise if your pet in the house talks? He had cat in the palace and it feels incredibly adorning and weird to see a cat talks. If he didn't know what he's dealing with, he'd lost consciousness.
"Are you surprise to see a familiar?"
"No. I'm just surprise to see a familiar talk. My apologies and it's my honor to have heard you voice, my lord." He bowed his head respectfully and half kneeled.
"Haha." The cat laugh as its eyes full of curiosity. "This is interesting~"
The cat come closer at the half-kneeling Kol, brush its whole body on his ankle as if asking him to pet it. When he was about to touch the cat, it leaped and went directly to the young girl, curled its tail around the girl's neck and settle itself  to her shoulder.
"Ada, this is a rare sight." Amused he continue, "The Crown Prince dressed as a Knight is kneeling in front of us."
Kol's eyes widened and his smile froze. "Crown Prince Kolvanismir Rauveron, firstborn of Kolvanismir IV. Holder of the Royal scepter and the ruler of the Tasea Kingdom. We humbly welcome you to the Witch's humble home."

In the peaceful kingdom, the King who married the Queen from the most powerful family. Lamassec, who's known for their boundless wealth.
She gave birth to a Princess and a Prince, thus her son was the Crown Prince. Soon after the peaceful kingdom was destroyed by the Vampires.
War ranged every side of the kingdom.
And one day, the Vampire Lord who tried to overthrown the Royal family was killed.
Then the Witches emerges, maintaining the peace between the other beings. Their story ends and another has begun. That had they and ours to fulfill.

Diane was pretty chipper after school, and that mood didn't change when Alyssa told her about the meeting with the other witches. She was also informed that everyone at the meeting had agreed that she was to remain with Alyssa and Mrs. Goldman as long as her safety could be assured. Diane seemed to hang off every word as Alyssa told her what was said, and who stood up for her.

     "Gabriel's brother is very interesting," Diane said, "But I sense something strange about him."

     "Is that so?" Alyssa asked, "What do you mean?"

     "It's his eyes," Diane explained, "Whenever I look into them, I get the feeling he knows a lot more than he's willing to share."

     "What makes you say that?" Alyssa inquired, curious to know more.

     "Dad had the same look," Diane answered, "He never wanted to tell us the details about his trips to the outside to look for supplies. I could tell whenever he was holding something back, and Gabe's brother has the same look most of the time. He's got secrets, and considering how old he is… I bet he's got oodles of them."

     "Yes, he is quite old." Alyssa agreed, "I bet his secrets have secrets."

     They both laughed, and as she did so there was a sound coming from Diane's coat. Alyssa stopped to check, and lying in the hood of her coat, was Smokey. The cat looked back up at her and meowed.

     "He thinks Cornelius is hiding something too," Diane translated.

     "Hold on," Alyssa said, looking back at Diane. "Was he in your coat the whole day when you were at school?"

     "No," Diane replied, "He's only in my coat when I'm walking between school and the house. When I'm at school, he hides inside my shadow. Sometimes I have several of them hiding in there at any given time."

     "Oh," Alyssa said, looking back at her shadow. "How does that work?"

     "I'm not too sure," Diane answered, "But it's pretty cool. They can hide rather easily and jump out at any time if I'm in danger. Pretty neat, eh?"

     "It is," Alyssa confirmed, "You an have a snack when we get back, cause we're going to have a late supper tonight, like around eight o'clock. I suggest you get your homework done before then cause you will be too distracted during and after supper."

     "Why so late?" Diane asked.

     "We're having dinner with the witches," Alyssa answered, "Mrs. Goldman and the other witches are going to prepare a special meal for everyone, and even the vampires are invited. We're all going to eat, be merry, and show the witches that they have nothing to fear about you staying here because we all get along, like a weird family."

     "That sounds like fun," Diane said, "I'll get to my homework right away after we have that snack you promised."

     When they returned to the apartment, Gabriel was there speaking with Pablo. The both looked over at Alyssa and Diane as they came in.

     "Hey guys," Alyssa called out, "Everything alright."

     "We're okay," Pablo answered, "Just talking about the meeting. I'm honestly stunned to hear how civil it was. I was under the impression that witches and vampires hated each other with a passion, and yet here we are negotiating in good faith and hours away from breaking bread. This is going to be a very interesting feast."

     "I'm sorry, did you say feast?" Alyssa asked. "Should we bring something?"

     "Only your appetite," Gabriel answered, "Witches are known for their cooking, for both good and bad reasons. I don't think anyone has anything to be afraid of. Those witches wouldn't try anything with the Prince around. They're not that crazy."

     "I'll be in my room," Diane said, after grabbing her snack. She ran off for her room and closed the door behind her.

     "Try to keep the negative stuff to a minimum," Alyssa said to the men, "I'd like to keep an open mind, and let Diane get to know everyone."

     "I apologize," Pablo said, "I'll be the first to admit that my bad thoughts about some people are changing every day. Mrs. Goldman has forced me to rethink what I thought about witches, and even Cornelius is no where near as bad as advertised."

     "I'd like to point out," Gabriel added, "That I said nothing about my brother, as he reputation spoke quite well for itself."

     Alyssa looked around, "Speaking of the Dark Prince; where the hell is he?"

     "He went to New Lycan," Gabriel answered.

     "What?" Alyssa said, confused. "But it's still daylight out."

     "Doesn't matter," Gabriel said, "As long as he's wearing his coat, he can travel in daylight and not be harmed by the sun."

     "Then why can't you do it?" Alyssa asked.

     "I can't," Gabriel answered, "That coat is just too heavy for me to fly with. He loaned it to me one day, I could barely walk twenty steps without falling over. How that big bugger can even stroll around, let along fly in that thing is remarkable."

     "It didn't look that heavy," Alyssa said, thinking about it.

     "You can't even touch it," Pablo explained, "The material is so dense, if you tried to carry it, your arms would break."

     "That's unbelievable!" Alyssa said, rather surprised. "What is it made out of?"

     "Dragon hide." Gabriel answered.

     "Excuse me?" Alyssa asked, "Did you say dragon?"

     "He did," Pablo confirmed, "But they haven't existed in several millennium."

     "I've only seen a few in my life," Gabriel recalled, "Cornelius killed and skinned that bad boy himself. He was burned so badly that over half of his skin was black from the flames charring his body. It took a lot of blood and a few months to recover from that battle. Not even our father was bold enough to challenge a dragon, but Cornelius was willing to at least try."

     "How did he kill it?" Alyssa asked.

     "We're not sure," Gabriel honestly answered, "There were no other witnesses. He just into the mountains and returned weeks later with a charred body, pulling a wagon full of dragon skin. There was a lot of it there, so we assumed he had killed it. We asked him so many questions but he refused to answer them. He's been pretty mum about it but that's where the coat came from. For some reason, the dragon hide prevents the sun from hitting our skin so if you're strong enough to carry it."

     "And as far as we know," Pablo added, "Only one vampire is strong enough."

     "Speak of the devil," Gabriel said, "And he shall appear."

     "Greetings," Cornelius said, walking into the room through the front door, carrying a decent sized crate. "I hope that I'm not interrupting anything."

     "Not at all," Alyssa said, looking at the box. "What's in there?"

     "I wanted to make sure dinner remained civil," Cornelius answered, as he opened it and pulled out a wine bottle. "So I procured some fine wine from the wolves. They're not known for their drinking, but they sure can bottle the stuff rather well. I think their secret has to do with their advanced noses."

     "That makes sense," Pablo said as he walked over to take a look, "That seems quite nice, a gesture I am sure they witches will appreciate."

     "You're coming too, aren't you?" Cornelius asked.

     "I am?" Pablo said, rather surprised.

     "I insist," Cornelius said, "Any friend of Gabriel is one of mine."

     "Thank you," Pablo said, as he walked to the door to leave. "I guess I better start getting ready."

     "Brother," Cornelius called out. "I brought your dinner suit."

     "No," Gabriel said, surprised by the thought. "No."

     "A dinner suit?" Alyssa said, curious about it.

     "It's more of a uniform, actually." Cornelius corrected, "We are dining with people who represent another group. To not wear them would not only upset the council, but imagine what father would say if he ever found out?"

     Gabriel looked like he wanted to say something snappy and try to talk his way out of it, but even he realized that his brother was right. "How did you even know we'd need them?"

     "I had a feeling," Cornelius said, handing it over to him.

     "I hate these things," Gabriel said, looking at it. "What if we're seen by the town wearing these?"

     "They're costumes," Cornelius answered, "From an old play we used to do. They're believe anything if it's told with a good spin."

     "I guess," Gabriel said, "But yours looks cooler than mine."

     "I could say it was the perks of being the Dark Prince, I suppose." Cornelius said, "But that's what you get for skipping the royal fitting! Those who didn't show up had to suffer the abuse that was Father's poor fashion sense. No one to blame but yourself."

     Alyssa could barely stifle her laugh as she watched Gabriel take his suit and walk out the main door, to return to Pablo's apartment to change. Once the door had closed, she turned to Cornelius immediately.

     "Is it really that bad looking?" she asked him.

     "I don't think so," Cornelius answered, "But mine does look better. Father is partially color blind so that didn't help either."

     "You can have the bathroom to change once I'm done with it," Alyssa informed him as she bolted off to change as well. Cornelius draped his own suit over the back of the chair, and paused for a moment.

     "I can't see you, but I know you're there." He called out.

     Out of the shadows of the room, the small black cat emerged and jumped up into the couch to elevate his position with the vampire.

     "I assume you've come to confirm our count for dinner?" Cornelius asked.

     "I have," said the black cat known as Oscar "You know the protocol."

     "Indeed I do," Cornelius said, "Notify your master we shall not be late and appreciate the preparations that she's undertaken for us. Also inform her that our party has five members that will be attending. Two humans, two vampires, and the young witch. I cannot speak for my brother, but I consume ordinary cuisine and look forward to sampling what your master has made great efforts to prepare."

     "Very good, my lord." The cat replied, "Are there any other customs we should observe for yourself?"

     "There are none that I care about," Cornelius confessed, "Tell her I will be alright with whatever rituals or traditions they care to use."

     "I will do so," Oscar said, "Dinner starts at eight thirty, which is just after sunset. Please try to be on time."

     Cornelius didn't respond but simply nodded and then watched as the small black cat backed up and disappeared into the shadows.

In order for Alyssa to survive the Zombie Apocalypse, she was going to have to trust another kind of monster.

"Stop! Who are you? How did you enter my territory?"
The moment we wanted to go outside, the doors closed. I didn't even know the gigantic hall had doors but it seemed that a big barrier made of stone was above the entrance.
However, what we found inside was completely out of any kind of weird dream I had before. A big black panther was pacing around an altar. You will think how the Great Predator and a ferocious dragon child could be scared of a black cat? Well, we didn't. But the damn cat had to turn into his human form that moment, a very well fitted man with muscles everywhere, yes, I saw them, he was entirely exposed. How shameless of him, luckily my Irina couldn't see in the dark.
The damn Duke was making a ruckus about it, he told me to run from the pervert but he was the biggest one. Hmph.
"So, what are you doing here? Who are you?"
"Get some clothes first."
"…"
He turned into his gigantic cat form. Then the lights inside the hall lit up and we could see around the beautifully adorned walls with murals and paintings, however, they were old and the color was fading. I couldn't identify what they were but somehow I could feel a certain familiarity with some of the symbols.
"Who are you?"
The big cat talked… I knew magic existed and many incredible creatures lived on this Continent, but I've never seen a big cat talk, though he never moved his mouth, we could hear him very clear and loud.
"We came to see the witches' library." My darling was the first one to talk. Not after he pushed me behind him. I should say I was quite interested in this new character, his eyes were bright yellow and his fur seemed so soft. I wanted so much to touch him.
"Which whose permission?"
"We have a key."
"That isn't enough."
"What else do we need to see it."
"Nothing because you won't pass."
My darling was about to take out his sword and the other one was preparing his long sharp claws ready to attack. Mmm… this would be interesting, but no, I won't let anyone touch a single hair of my darling.
I summoned some shadows behind me and attacked first. This was extraordinary, the panther was running around as if he would be able to escape but then he transformed into a human again… *blushes*
"Kyaaa!"
My darling covered my eyes but now my dear Irina screamed. How shameless! He had disturbed my Irina's innocence. This won't go unpunished.
"You are shameless, get some clothes!"
"You are a descendant of the Nerum clan." I could feel him walking towards us.
"Don't take another step near us, or…?" My darling was furious.
"You are… what are you?" He was directing the question to my man, wait, what? Why is he looking at my handsome duke? Is he? "Your eyes are…"
"Don't!"
I had to push my handsome man behind me.
"He is mine."
"…" Now the cat-man frowned, what? Did I say something wrong?
He turned around and grabbed something from afar. Huh, is that a robe? Why didn't he wear it before? Shameless man.
"Why do you want to enter the Witches' library? Even if you are a descendant of the Nerum clan doesn't mean you were one of them… and I won't let you pass without a reason."
"We believe a creature from the darkness awoke, do you know anything about it?"
"…" He frowned even more but his yellow eyes changed from showing indifference and coldness to concern. His face now was frightened. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
His eyes were focused on mine.
"I will let you in, but just you."
"No!" The Duke took my hand. "I will go with her."
"You can't," My darling is getting furious again. "The portal is only for true descendants, the enchantment will expel anyone else."
"… " I felt him grabbing my hand.
"I should go, the faster the earlier, right? It is only a library… the books would not attack me… right?"
"…" He avoided my gaze, the damn cat-man avoided my gaze. "You should not fear if you want answers."
This man should just tell me, goodness. "… what is inside?"
"I don't know, the witches are vicious beings, they like to play with the minds of the humans until they go crazy." He sighed… "You should know how terrifying a nightmare could be…"
His eyes showed a bit of tiredness. Just how many years had he been down here, alone?
"You… how did you get here? Who are you?"
"I… I am bound this place, I am the protector."
He didn't say anything else, but I could feel it. His blood was not ordinary. I couldn't feel it. It was as if his heart was frozen long ago and no blood moved inside his veins. Just who is he?

My wife is different from others. She is a lovely explorer of the world and all the delicacies on it. However, she always comes back to my arms after hunting. She can’t resist licking her cherry plump lips when she notices me, and I can’t resist the desire to have her for my own.
“Stop it, shameless Duke!”
“Why?”
“Stop it, you are not allowed to kiss me.”
“I am the only one allowed to…”
“Then you will have to pay.”
“My wealth, my power, my body, my heart, take them all.”

Lucia Reid was cursed, but the curse was not that she had to drink blood to survive or hide from the sun to not be weakened, even the changing of her appearance every night. 
She was cursed to live again the same life as in the past, to meet him again, and to fall in love with him for a second time even though he didn't love her. 
Her curse was him.

WARNING: EDITING IN PROGRESS

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Hello dear readers, I hope you are having a great time with my novel, if you like this one I hope you can also take a glimpse at my other novels. 
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