Chaotic Affinity: A Rebirth Magic Academy Romance

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e against his black suit, her face tilted up in a mask of horror. Tears already glittered in her blue eyes. Above her br

ffin McBride-is a madman, everyone says so. Th

mahogany desk. The air was thick wi

ty, our family's own crest, embossed in gold. The other was heavy parchment, sealed

n in this exact moment. T

letter was hers. She wept for it, pleaded for it, right here in this room-and Father never denied her anything. She went. She never came home. Her me

ad-my magic, my years, my name-and built them into what they are. And when there was nothing le

had the cold

the rise," Bella went on. "Every

ace going soft. "Of course, my little princess. You'll stay.

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t was familiar-the old, chilled d

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t. A sentenc

cked two fingers at the parchment. "Perhaps that motley crew of freaks out th

s never that they thought me weak. They thought me "untidy". Useles

at my ribs. I

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her mask slipped-she had braced for a fight, for tears, f

flooded him, and he shoved the parchment across

nt over the four-beast emblem-and the seal answered, a pulse rising to meet my touch, a whisper that reso

o hope you survive." I stopped in the doorway and looked back at her. "Do you?" Her smi

ady wheedling Father fo

d shut, sealing one w

house was expensive. Nothing was warm. A family portrait hung at the turn: Edmund, his l

ever ha

k curled across the page: "On the eve of the first ter

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lors braided into one, turning slowly. Everyone in this house called it a defect. In e

ge-Oxford, the dream I had fought for in another life. I dragged t

ke. From downstairs drifted Bella's little celebration

the letter to my chest, fee

is family everything

I would liv

hey were sendi

y had just opened th