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Hidden Witch

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SYNOPSIS In the city of Avalon, manipulation isn't just an art, it's a war. Lucian Vale, the world's most elusive manipulator, orchestrates a crisis designed to cripple economies and outplay his greatest rival, Ariadne Wolfe. But when Magnus Cain, a master strategist who doesn't play by the rules, steps in, the board is flipped before Lucian even realizes the game has changed. As alliances crumble and global power shifts, the world's greatest minds race to stay one move ahead, and survival means outthinking the ones who see everything. CONTENT WARNING This novel focuses on the strategic consequences of manipulation rather than explaining manipulation techniques in a way that could be used practically. It explores mind games, deception, and psychological warfare but does not serve as a manual for manipulation. It aligns with many political thriller and espionage novels, which depict power struggles, intelligence misdirection, and strategic deception without directly teaching harmful tactics. The emphasis is on narrative intrigue, character conflicts, and the cascading effects of manipulation in events rather than step-by-step instructions on manipulation. If the concern is about violating certain cultural sensitivities, the story can be framed as a high-stakes intelligence thriller, similar to many intellectual novels or dramas, without promoting unethical behavior. COPYRIGHT NOTICE This content is an original work created by HiddenKnowledge and is available exclusively on the following platforms: WebNovel, Royal Road, Scribble Hub, and Wattpad. No other platforms are authorized for distribution or reproduction without permission. Any appearance of this content elsewhere is unauthorized and should be reported. 03/17/2025 | All Rights Reserved
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The Witch’s Vow

The night Elira was born, the sky wept with a storm so fierce it drowned the village’s crops and sent the river surging through the streets. The elders whispered that it was an omen—a cursed child had entered the world. Her mother, Lirien, barely survived the birth. She had screamed through the labor, clutching the straw bedding as if the pain itself was trying to steal her soul. When she finally held her newborn daughter, she gasped—not out of love, but fear. Elira’s eyes were too sharp, too knowing for a child who had only just entered the world. The midwife, an old woman with trembling hands, hesitated before cutting the umbilical cord. A chill passed through the room, the flickering oil lamp nearly snuffing out. The air felt… wrong. The village healer arrived soon after, summoned in desperation. She pressed her palm to the newborn’s tiny chest, feeling the thrum of something unnatural beneath her skin. “She is touched by the old magic,” the healer murmured. “A witch, from birth.” Lirien sobbed, clutching her baby to her chest. “No, please. My daughter is innocent.” The healer gave her a sorrowful look. “You must keep her hidden. If the village learns the truth, they will fear her.” And so, Elira grew up in the shadows. Her childhood was not one of warmth, but of caution. Her mother, though loving in her own way, kept her at arm’s length, afraid of what she might become. Her father, a bitter man worn down by poverty, looked at her as if she were the reason for all his misfortunes. But magic cannot be contained forever. At the age of five, Elira made a dead flower bloom in her hands. At seven, she whispered to the wind, and it answered. At ten, she healed a wound on her mother’s arm simply by touching it. Her family’s fear grew with each passing year. They did not see a daughter, a sister. They saw a curse. Then, when Elira was thirteen, something happened that changed everything. A boy from the village—one who had tormented her for years, throwing stones and calling her “witchspawn”—fell from a tree and broke his leg. The bone jutted through his skin, his screams echoing through the hills. Elira, acting on instinct, ran to him. She laid her hands on his leg, her power surging like a wave. The bone snapped back into place. The wound closed. He was healed. But instead of gratitude, there was terror. The boy’s mother shrieked. Villagers came running. They saw what she had done, what she was. “Witch,” they whispered. “Monster.” By nightfall, her family had packed their belongings and fled the village, leaving behind the only home they had ever known. They wandered from town to town, never staying in one place too long. Her parents blamed her for their misfortune, for their suffering. They cursed her magic, wished it had never been born within her. But when Elira turned eighteen, everything changed again. A wealthy businessman came to their town, looking for a wife. He was powerful, rich beyond imagination—a man who could lift them from poverty. And he wanted a woman who was pure, untouched, innocent. Elira’s parents saw an opportunity. “She is a blessing,” her mother told him, forcing a smile. “A gift from the heavens.” Elira said nothing. She had learned long ago that the world would never see her for what she truly was. And so, she was given away to a man who believed he had married a saint—when in truth, he had married a witch.
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