Full Circle (Avalon: Web of Magic #12) Read Online Free PDF

touched her unicorn jewel. “I searched the magic web, and Sylvan agrees, this is the right match.”
    “You will make great magic, warrior,” the healer murmured shyly. “Together you will be complete.”
    Lucinda gestured, and a large black cat padded from the forest.
    Deep green eyes shone from the panther’s face, powerful muscles gleamed under lustrous black fur.
    “My name is Faylinn,” the cat spoke.
    Miranda gasped, she had never seen a creature so incredibly beautiful. The sound of Faylinn’s voice was an echo of her own. They were like two hearts living in separate worlds. Until this moment.
    She knelt to touch her forehead to her bonded. The emerald on her bracelet blossomed with light as the large cat’s wings spread in a deep purple fan.
    Colors melted around her as the chirping songs of birds warped to a mournful dirge—
    They stood in the ancient circle of the island, the Gates of Avalon before them.
    The mages were about to complete their quest.
    Nine jewels of amazing power floated in a circle.
    Lucinda stood on her left, unicorn jewel of the blazing star radiant upon her necklace. Sylvan took position on Miranda’s right, pearly blue healing jewel glowing on her silver ring.
    Lucinda’s luminous light pricked at Miranda’s eyes. Lucinda, pure of heart, worthy of Avalon’s magic, basking in the adoration of the blond boy standing behind them. Miranda’s heart wrenched as Lucinda reached for his hand. Henry Gardener’s kind blue eyes would never look at the blazing star’s less beautiful sister.
    No matter. They would all serve her.
    She had learned that the Prophecy of Three was really a Prophecy of One. It existed for one purpose only: to create the dark mage who would rule Avalon. Her journey down the dark path would begin here, now.
    None of them suspected a thing; not Lucinda, not Henry, not even clever Sylvan. Least of all Faylinn. Miranda had learned long ago how to hide her true feelings.
    Clenching her fist, Miranda released a torrent of deep red fire into the nine crystals as she tore open the portal to Avalon. Her bonded saw what she was doing and jumped to stop her.
    Without remorse, Miranda fired.
    The look in Faylinn’s confused eyes ripped through the warrior. Cries of betrayal echoed across the circle, washed away like tears in the rain.
    A cold steel cloak locked over her heart and she felt nothing. In that moment, Miranda was no more.
    Avalon’s dark magic exploded from the portal as Miranda turned on her sister, ensnaring Lucinda in a gleaming cage. The shining one who had everything would now see what it felt like to live in the shadows. The full force of Avalon’s dark power crashed into Sylvan. The healer fell to the ground, screaming as her body twisted and changed.
    Miranda’s blood-red lips parted as she hissed through gleaming vampire teeth. Silver nails sliced through her mutating skin to form dagger claws.
    And then in an instant, the nine crystals vanished, along with the portal to Avalon.
    She had been shut out, her bonded destroyed by her own hand. Her love for the animals had been twisted into a cold and brutal need for magic, a hunger that could never be sated.
    Now she was doomed to wander alone, craving more magic to complete the transformation only half finished. Nothing mattered now, not friends, not animals—
    Streaks of red, green, and black lashed away the nightmare images. Her eyes flew open, snapping the Dark Sorceress back to the present.
    Power raged through her. She would never have to worry about animals again. They were good for one thing and one thing only: magic. And she would have it all.
    She knew the mages would return to stop her.
    Let them try. They were no match for her.
    Her sister may have been the Fairy Queen, but now Miranda had become the Dark Queen of Avalon.



“I T’S THE END of the world!” Heather wailed.
    “The worst thing ever!” Tiffany and Molly, right behind her, echoed.
    Kara’s three friends stood on the Great