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Prologue When I was a child, I enjoyed listening to my mother's stories. Portraying the never-ending struggle between darkness and light. I would always look forward to her stories, which would be very entertaining. She always told me darkness represents malevolence, while light represents positivity and virtue. Her belief was that the power of light was the sole means by which darkness could be defeated. The resounding message she would consistently convey in her stories is that light will perpetually prevail over the darkness."Don't worry, Alassandra, light always wins," she would tell me, kissing my forehead and wrapping me in blankets.Now that she's gone, I miss those stories.As I reflect on my upbringing, one of the most prominent memories I have is observing my father, who had a career as a lawyer. Dedicating countless hours to his work, often working late into the night. In all of Moro County, my father worked for one of the most well-respected law firms. Given the widespre
****Eight Years Later***"Alassandra! Alassandra! It came! It came!" my sister Lillian shouted as she ran into the house.After my parents died, Yadhira took me in and raised me as her own, but I was old enough to know that was not true. On the other hand, Lillian was six years younger than me then. It didn't take much to convince her that I was her sister, and I didn't mind. I needed a friend at the time. Lillian and I did everything together, as close as siblings should be. She was my best friend, and I never felt like she was anything other than my sister. We were inseparable, and to this day, we remain the same."What came in?" I asked as Lillian ran into the room, looking like a hot mess.Her long black hair, tied in a bun, fell out while running from the mailbox upstairs. Her bright green eyes glowed with excitement, and her ordinarily ivory-colored skin was flushed."Your acceptance letter," she said as she took off her pink cashmere sweatshirt and tossed it on the bed before h
As we sat down for dinner, I couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over me at the thought that this would be one of the last dinners I would have with Yadhira and Lillian. I knew this would be the last time we would be together for a while.In the aftermath of the death of my parents, Yadhira and Lillian became my family; blood could not unite us. My relationship with them had grown so close that I couldn't imagine life without them. They were my rock, source of strength, and unconditional love. Leaving them felt like losing a part of myself."Alassandra, dear, is something wrong?" Yadhira asked."Uh, no," I replied, wiping away a tear."You haven't touched your food, dear," she said, glancing at my plate and then at me.Initially, I glanced at Lillian, who shook her head and mouthed, "No," before returning my attention to Yadhira."Actually, I want to tell you something," I replied."Go on," Yadhira said as she put her fork down on the table and crossed her hands together. I
***Two Months Later***Saying goodbye to Lilian was more complicated than I had anticipated. For the last two months, I had tried to make the transition as easy as possible, but we always ended up in tears no matter how I approached the situation.In the days leading up to my departure, Yadhira had become distant. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that she was hiding something from me. When I asked her about it, she smiled and denied anything had changed. She insisted that she was just sad to me leave and was busy preparing for my departure. I had a feeling that she wasn't telling the truth, but there was nothing I could do.The second most challenging day of my life had finally arrived: the day I had to leave for Whimsic. Deep down, I was so happy to be on my own finally, but as I drove down the interstate, I felt more alone than ever. A single tear fell as I recalled Lilian's last words.(Flashback)"I'm going to miss you, Lil," I told her
The moment I heard his voice, it stirred something inside me. I felt a rush of emotion. A feeling I had never felt before. I couldn't explain it, but my body tingled as I sat there listening to the sound of his voice as he gave his lecture. It was a sensation unlike any other."In his highest potential, man is the noblest of all animals; without law and justice, he is the most terrible. Aristotle once said those exact words," he said as he walked around the stage."Every one of you has the highest potential to perfect the justice system, which is why you are here. To study it, perfect it, and make a difference in our unjust world. The question is, which of you will achieve that?" he said as he stopped and paused for a moment; a smile graced his face as he began to speak again. "The next four years are crucial to your career. If you thought this would be a walk in the park, I am here to tell you. You won't find sympathy here." He said with a slight smirk that reached his honey-brown ey
The ValeriousFor centuries, our species has fought wars due to a dark power that ruled the lands centuries ago. In the conflict between our mutual enemies, many battles were fought, and many people were killed. It wasn't until we came together and fought together that everything changed. We realized that our strength lay in our unity and that we could achieve more significant victories by working together. This allowed us to form long-lasting peace agreements and create a better world for future generations.For a time, everything worked perfectly. Werewolves, Vampires, and Witches lived in harmony. The only rule we had was not to allow darkness to consume us, like it did before, for if that happened, our species would cease to exist.However, this peace was short-lived as new powers emerged and threatened to disrupt the harmony. Darkness won and took hold of two of our finest. They were no longer part of us but had become something far worse. They had become consumed by the darkness
I had yet to learn who the text came from, and since I never made it a point to respond to a number, I was unfamiliar with. I brushed it off, deleted the message, and proceeded back to my car to grab the rest of my things.After five rounds of back and forth, I finally got the last box and headed back to my room. Once again, I felt I was being watched as I walked into the dorm lobby and headed upstairs. I looked around but saw no one. I felt a chill run down my spine as I knew something strange was happening to me. I decided to keep walking and not look back.The moment I rounded the corner of my dorm floor, a mesmerizing scent of ambergris and cedarwood hit me. I had never experienced a fragrance like it, causing me to halt and inhale profoundly. As I searched for the source of the smell, a shiver ran down my spine, and my hair stood on end. In an instant, my foot went astray, causing me to stumble and lose grip of the box. I closed my eyes, waiting to hit the cold marble floor, when