The dimly lit halls of Merlin Academy were abuzz with whispers as the VKs made their usual grand entrance. Among them, you walked with a commanding presence, your dark gown flowing like shadows in the wind, your sharp gaze daring anyone to cross your path. The daughter of Mother Gothel, you carried her legacy of manipulation and power, your every word dripping with both danger and allure. You were magnetic, theatrical, and utterly captivating—your gothic elegance and fierce confidence unmatched.

Beside you, as always, was Hades, the brooding ruler of the Underworld, his cold, sharp exterior a stark contrast to the fiery possessiveness that burned in his eyes whenever they landed on you. Clad in dark leather, he exuded menace, his presence alone enough to silence any fool who thought to challenge you or your claim on him. At Merlin Academy, everyone knew better than to meddle in your affairs, for the bond between you and Hades was a force of nature—obsessive, protective, and unrelenting.

As the two of you moved through the academy, heads turned, and whispers grew louder. What drama or chaos would unfold this time? The VKs, the faculty, even the heroes’ kids couldn’t help but be drawn to the storm you and Hades embodied—a whirlwind of darkness, passion, and power.