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Love’s Sacrifice

“Love should be celebrated not punished,” Angie said shoving the tip of her wand to the high priestesses throat. “You will help me break this curse or you’ll die.”

“You’d really blacken your soul with murder to be with that creature?”

“Ethan isn’t a creature. We love each other more that you’ll ever know. You separated us, just because he’s not a witch too.”

“If he was human, there wouldn’t have been a serious problem, but he’s a vampire a creature of the night. We’re of the light and cannot consort with such beings. It’s against our laws. You were removed from the temptation before more severe measures would have to be taken.”

“Now, I can only be in the sunlight and he can only be in the moonlight. Never to see each other again, but you’re going to change that.”

She said nothing, but the defiance in her eyes was easy enough to read. I’d seen that look on my own face enough times to recognize it.

A few murmured words and she was unconscious. With her wand she drew a protective circle around the Priestesses unconscious body, that would not only keep anything from harming her, but keep her from leaving. She picked up the book and quickly gathered her ingredients. There was only a small window of opportunity to perform this type of spell in the daytime, when even the shadows hid from this realm.

She returned to a conscious Priestess. “What are you… no. You can’t be serious. You’re going to sacrifice me!”

Angie ignored her and started the prep work needed for the spell.

“Please listen to me. If he loved you he would care enough about your soul not to make you do this.”

“I haven’t talked to Ethan in a month. Do you know how hard it is to be able to FaceTime someone you love and know that you’ll never feel his touch ever again? Know that he can’t be there to hold you and tell you that it’s okay when you need it the most? It’s the worst punishment you ever could have given us. It’s easier not talking to him. So, don’t you dare say he doesn’t love me.”

“Vampire witch relationships are forbidden for a reason. They always end in bloodshed.”

“That’s bullshit. You’re just scared that we’ll blend our magic and be more powerful than you,” Angie said studying the Priestess. “See, that fear in your eyes tells it all. That’s why you ruthlessly separate any witch who loves a vampire. Fear, and you should be afraid. I’m going to strip you of your power and lift the curse myself. Then Ethan and I will disappear.”

“If you even want anything to do with him after you cast that spell. Black magic changes people. You won’t be the same person that he fell in love with.”

“Shut up!”

“You’ll both die for nothing. A blip in our history books as an example of why vampire and witch bonds are forbidden.”

“No, you’ll die to bring us together,” she said and picked up the spell book. She didn’t like touching it, it whispered to her. Made her think of things she’d never dreamed of, dark thinks. She started to say what she needed to for the spell, but she couldn’t get the words out. No matter what the book tried to coax her to do, it didn’t feel right. . She collapsed by the circle and threw the book across the room. She was blinded by her tears. Now she’d never be with Ethan ever again and the witches were probably going to kill her anyway.

“Angie, are you okay. I think you stopped it. Every thing’s fine,” the High Priestess said from her magical prison.

“It’s not okay,” Angie said dropping the barrier. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I would ask for mercy, but after what I’ve done I don’t deserve it. Just don’t punish Ethan. He didn’t know what I was doing. I swear, he had no idea. Please, please just don’t hurt him,” she said starting to sob again.

The High Priestess knelt beside Angie. “You were tested, both of you. You’ve proven your love for each other and your intentions. We’d like to make you an offer.”

“What are you talking about? Tested?”

“You were given a book of the darkest magic and you resisted it, even knowing that it could reunite you with Ethan again if you used it.”

“You tormented us all this time on purpose for a test?” Angie yelled.

“It was necessary. Do you want to hear our offer?”

Her face was slowly turning red. She let out a breath, crossed her arms over her chest, and nodded. Not trusting herself enough to speak.

“We’ll make you both human. Strip you of your magic and let you live a normal human life together.”

“What’s the catch?”

“No catch. You keep your memories. You keep your pasts to yourself. Have a normal human life together.”

Angie was surprised. She’d never heard of anything like that before and she’d researched reversing Ethan’s condition for months. They knew from their people’s history that if he tried to turn her she’d die. Now she wondered how much of that was true?

“It sounds good to me, but I’ll need to talk it over with Ethan first.” The High Priestess laughed.


“That’s exactly what Ethan said.”

I’d give up my magic for Ethan in a heartbeat, but could I ask him to give up his immortality?

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