The story is a battle between the forces of good and evil, with various obstacles blocking the path to success. The story starts off with three teenage girls who are each bullied and outcast in the orphanage/ boarding school ; Sigmund Ross Institution . They discover that they are all children of a god like demon named Zai and inherit demonic abilities that make them targets for a series of mystical creatures who seek their destruction.
"Nobody likes a victim." Madison Chan, a Chinese sixteen-year-old girl repeats as she writes the same sentence on a dry chalkboard in front of her English class.
Her resentfulness is only accompanied by the snickering of her classmates as they threw paper airplanes at her long, orange hair.
"Stop it," Madison yelled at her classmates.
"That board isn't going to fall itself, Ms. Chan." Brother Phillip Baxter, a 35-year-old Italian man taunted her as he sat against the back of a wall.
"Brother Baxter. Please make them stop."
"They weren't the ones who were late for class for the fifth time this month. When one of us is, late all of us are late."
Brother Phillips stood up as he dusted off a black dress part and threw his matching jacket over his pink dress shirt.
"What are our rules when it comes to tardiness, class?"
"Tardiness is a blameless decision." The class said simultaneously.
"Everyone else understands, Ms. Chan." Why don't you?"
"I tried to get out of practice but Coach Lockwood."
"Oh yes. Coach Lockwood said you were causing trouble with your teammates. I get basketball can be competitive. But that not an excuse for sabotaging your team."
"I didn't sabotage anything."
"The coach says otherwise. He says that you do not work well with your teammates. That you can't follow instructions..."
"That's not true." Madison yelled while holding back tears in her eyes.
"Listen. It is your word versus a man I have known for ten years. Guess who I am going to believe.
Brother Baxter's words cut through Madison's emotions as the young girl felt her shoulders growing in weight and her fingers twitched in frustration.
"Now finish my wall unless you want detention."
Madison turned back to the board as her classmates threw more paper and eventually pieces of garbage at her.
One of her classmates threw a juice box at her head, splattering its liquid against her as she broke down in tears while finishing the chalkboard.
"That's good enough," said Brother Baxter." "Ms. Jones. Your next."
As Madison walked to her desk, April G. Jones; a pink hair with light brown skin, walked up from her desk and reached for the bucket of water in the said.
"Serves you right for making lies about Roxy and her friends being mean to you. Considering that she is one of our brightest students at this institution. In fact, they said you tried to take her pearl necklace."
"But she..."
Before she could finish her sentence, April G noticed a dark skin girl played with the same pearl necklace that Brother Baxter spoke about while smirking at April G in a sinister way.
Biting the tip of her lip, April G begrudged turned around and cleaned the chalkboard that Madison wrote on.
"I'll say this. You might know how to start a fight, Ms. Jones. But by the looks of those bruises on your wrist, you don't know how to finish them."
"Maybe she should keep her hands off of other people's things." Roxy sassed her.
"Come on. You know that isn't cool." Said Jerome Carlton, a seventeen-year-old dark skin student uttered as he turned to her.
"Neither is this."
Roxy polled out an apple and threw it at April G's head.
"Ow." The pink hair teenager screamed before clutching her head.
"You're a bitch for doing that," Jerome said.
"I'm the bitch?" Roxy asked. "You dumped me for that biracial tramp."
"That's not..."
"Hey" Brother Baxter yelled as April G ran out of the classroom out of frustration.
"Poor little mixed girl can't handle a little joke." Roxy criticized.
"That's screamed up, Roxy," Jerome said.
"Ms. Jones didn't finish board. So, we are going to need our third-class delinquent to fix up her miss. Where's Ms. Violet? "
"Here." June Violet; a sixteen-year-old Italian girl with purple hair stead up and walked to the front of the room. Pulling out a dry towel from the teacher's desk and began to clean the chalkboard.
"Clean it up, Freak." Vic Thomas, 16-year-old polish quarterback. Yelled as he threw a pudding pack in June, splattering it against her school uniform.
"Hey."
"That chalkboard still needs to be cleaned, young lady." Brother Baxter said.
"Didn't you see what he did to me?"
"Seeing how you kept his girlfriend, who just so happens to be the leading cheerleader, from making practice several times, I think that more than fair. "
"That's a load of crap. What does that have to do with...."
"Sigmond Ross Institution isn't just an orphanage, Ms. Violet. This is an institution that will benefit greatly from our expert curriculum. That curriculum cannot perform to its highest potential if our star quarterback must worry about his girlfriend being harassed by some hooligan. "
As brother Baxter uttered those words, June looked at a blond girl sitting next to Vic.
"Veronica. Is she still bothering you?" Vic said.
Veronica bit her tongue as she recoiled at her boyfriend's question.
"Please, Veronica. Tell them." June tearfully asked.
"Ms. Hash." Brother Baxter said. "Would you like to tell us something?"
Veronica nervously looked back on forth as the question wayed heavily on her consciousness.
"Babe, say something," Vic yelled.
"She's crazy. Probably because she doesn't have any friends."
"That's not...."
But before June could finish her sentence, Vic threw another pudding pack. This time tanking in her eyes as she feels to the ground.
"Quit looking at my girlfriend, Freak."
Veronica looked away with a sigh of regret as June burst into tears much to the rest of the class's expense. With only Madison feeling sympathy for her.
As the students continued taunt June, a white cat with three circles on its forehead watched from the window outside while standing on a tree branch.
"My poor little girls," said the cat, before it teleported in a puff of smoke.
After years of renouncing his heritage and connection to voodoo, Sam Ethol, fifthteen-year-old is haunted by a mysterious voodoo practitioner that killed his father and multiple citizens of New Orleans.
Banished to an alternate dimension known as Parabola at a young age for releasing and becoming a host for the omniscient demon, Lilith, Olivia Cult masters her skills as a witch detective to combat supernatural threats that plague the human world and Parabola under the jurisdiction of the inter-dimensional police force, L.I.F.E. Although she yearns to one day reunite with her family, she soon receives a bittersweet opportunity to once again interact in the human world when a sinister occult of supernatural creatures known as The Blessing incapacities most of her allies and threatens to achieve I'm a get an on earth. Olivia must investigate the human world to find The Blessing and stop their plan while also keeping a distance from the family that abandoned her. But she will soon be put to the test tube to determine if she can achieve one of her goals without sacrificing the other.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"