Heart of Magic

Heart of Magic

ImperialSun

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Olivia was born with incredible powers, powers that her father saw the need to seal. Now in her junior year in high school, she seeks to awaken her sealed powers. Yet, the key to unlock them might not be as easy to obtain as she thought. All rights reserved.

Heart of Magic Chapter 1 NO.1

This is my first Cellphone novel (CPN). A CPN for those who might not be aware is a work that has short chapters ranging from 50-200 words (thought most tend to be 70-100).

I plan to update this story every friday (in the past it was everyday but I couldn't keep this up).

The original idea for this story came from a dream that I had recently (1/20/2017) :).

I hope that you enjoy this new kind of work I'm trying out. I'm looking forward to hearing your thoughts on the tale- Sun

PS: I tend to call my author notes 'Solar Notes' so if you see another part with that in its name, that's what it is :3.

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