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Medusa and a Magical School

“Congratulations, you have just been admitted. Welcome to All Supernaturals College!” —— Medusa has always lived life on her own terms, but when she's suddenly transported to a magical realm, she finds herself facing challenges she never could have imagined. As she adjusts to life at All Supernatural's College, she discovers a world of magic, wonder, and danger. As Medusa navigates the complex world of magical schools, she finds herself entangled in a difficult love trial. The magical realm is filled with danger and intrigue, and Medusa must use all her wit and cunning to navigate the complex web of alliances and rivalries that threaten to tear the world apart. As the tension between the magical factions builds, Medusa finds herself at the center of a power struggle that will determine the fate of the realm. Will she be able to choose the right side and save the world from destruction, or will she be swept away by her own desires and the machinations of those around her? Here is a world of magic, love, and adventure that follows Medusa's journey from an ordinary girl to a powerful magical student. The complex relationships between the magical students add is an intrigue, making the dimension of the magical schools a fun ride! Here is a captivating and thrilling tale of magic, love, and adventure. It's a must-read for anyone who loves a good fantasy story with complex relationships and high stakes. —— Follow me on Instagram; @_Heesha_TA Discord; @HeeSha_TA #7559

HeeSha_TA · Fantasy
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331 Chs

Chapter 167_ Let's go to a party

Mia's POV

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She just couldn't hold it in anymore, watching Devarn being so sweet with Medusa and giving her the dye right in front of all of them was way too much for her to handle. It was very gentlemanly of him to do such and she was supposed to not be mad at Medusa and only respect Devarn's feelings for her but all the voices in her head kept on murmuring to her how nice it would have been if it was her in that position.

Liking someone who liked one back was as epic as liking someone who didn't like one back was. The two sensations were appalling in their own site of varieties.

Liking someone who liked one back would send all the adrenaline in oneself shooting up and it would ever be so pleasing.

Liking someone who did not reciprocate the same feelings would send all the sad cells in one shooting up, ruining one's mood for as long as the feelings lasted and it would ever be so hurtful to watch them love another.