"Y/n? Y/n!" That voice... I am failing to recognize whose voice that actually is. My room smells different? Like... expensive candles? And somehow my bed is softer... How is that even possible? I open my eyes slowly and gasp at the sight before me. I was not in my room. That means I'm kidnapped right? "Miss Y/n, the c...
Imagine a world where magic is a part of every day life; integrated into society and engrained into people's souls. Imagine a mafia, ruthless and cold, with the added ability to wield magic. Imagine battles fought with not only guns and pistols but also fire, air, darkness, and invasions of the mind. Imagine laughter...