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The Unholy Trinity

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Triplet witches Joey, Zoey, and Chloey Roasria are set to start their final year of school at the prestigious Stromine Academy. The daughters of a well known Dark Vampiric Warlock and the Chancellor’s right hand woman, they think they know all about good and evil. They’re hoping for a smooth and fun year, but the girls quickly learn they’re in way over their heads.

Though they are incredibly different, their bond is strong and nothing ever comes between their sisterhood. Accustomed to their powers and feelings being linked, they’re caught off guard by an uncontrollable powerful blue energy that protects them, yet endangers everyone around them. The girls know they need each other now more than ever, but when each girl falls in love they find themselves being pulled in different directions. Even worse, with a battle on the horizon for the fate of the Witching Domain they may find themselves on opposite sides of the inevitable war.

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Unholy Love starts on Episode 127:

All Molly wants to do at her last year of Stromice Academy is actually have fun. She wants to dress differently, catch people's attention, and date bad boys. But when the baddest boy of all, Rodney Rosaria, sets his sights on her she's less than thrilled. Not only has she heard horrific rumors about his family's involvment with Count Killoran, but Rodney is also a jerk. Still she can't seem to understand the connection she feels with him along with intense dreams that plague her nightly about three triplets witches and their incredible power. Though determined not to give into Rodney and his charms, Molly can't help but be seduced by the boy she swore she'd never be with. After all, Rodney says they're meant to be...

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Interrogation Rooms
Joey’s POV They’ll never get me alive. I would never confess to the heinous crime they’re trying to pin on me and my sisters. Why was it always me getting accused anyways? Sure I wreaked havoc whenever I could, but that didn’t mean I was guilty.  “Joey, we know you had something to do with the explosion, just admit it.” Madam Bryce sighed. “This has you written all over it. And I’m sure you roped your sisters into it too.” “We didn’t do anything.” I said firmly.  “Let’s see if your sisters talk.” “They won’t!” I called after her. Or I hoped they wouldn’t anyways.  I noticed Madam Bryce had left a folder with my name on it. Joey Rosaria. I decided to take a peak.  I was met with all the offenses I had ever committed since I was ten years old.  Misuse of magic, impersonating a fairy, an imp and an elf, brewing illegal potions, giving almost irreversible curses to several people, and a public altercation with a Manticore. These were only the offenses I committed outside of Academy. That was a much bigger file.  The door opened and in walked my mother. “Mom, hi.” “Joey what have you done now?” She demanded. “Do you know how embarrassing it is to be at work and be told my daughters are in interrogation rooms...again?” “Not personally, no.” I admitted.  “Can you just admit to what you did so they can release you?” “I didn’t do anything wrong!” “Joey, why can’t you be more like your sisters?” She sighed.  It was a good question. Maybe it was because I was the oldest. Sure, only by one minute in Zoey’s case and two minutes in Chloey’s, but I was still the first Rosaria triplet to pop out.  Mom was right. Other than looks, I wasn’t much like them. We all of course had the same face. Brown skin, big striking honey brown eyes, full lips and killer smiles. I was the fun one. “ I don’t know, Mom. You can’t have four perfect kids. One of us has to be a screw up.” “I already have a screw up. Your brother is running around with Dark Vampiric Warlocks as we speak. He serves Count Killoran. He’s wanted for murder.”  “Like father, like son right?” I raised my eyebrows.  She glared at me. “I’m going to talk to your sisters, maybe they’ll be more reasonable than you.” Mom slammed the door as she left. I leaned back in my chair and put my feet up on the table. I had a feeling we were going to be here for a while. Zoey’s POV  I was contemplating admitting to this crime. Not that I think we did it or anything, but it would speed this up a lot more and then I could get out of here. I didn’t like interrogation rooms, nor did I like being in trouble. Not the way Joey did anyways. I didn't know why she’s so hell bent on causing chaos wherever she went. Wasn’t she tired of all of this? I mean we’re twenty years old for Merlin’s sake you’d think she’d grow up some time. I’m getting ahead of myself. Maybe Joey didn’t do this. Or not on purpose at least. The reason I wasn’t sure about our guilt was because our powers could be out of whack sometimes.  Before us, there hadn’t been triplet witches born in over a century. We were possibly some of the most powerful beings on the planet. The only problem was that we hadn’t exactly harnessed our powers yet. There was just too much power surging through us to always control.  So sometimes our powers would linked up. We could feel each other’s emotions pretty much all the time. We were so intune with each other.  The downside was sometimes when our feelings were too powerful disasters ensued. When we were kids we accidentally caused a tornado when we were upset about not getting ice cream. When we were thirteen we flooded our entire house with our tears. We had found out our father and brother left us and we couldn’t control our emotions.  Today we had gotten pretty excited about getting into Stormine Academy of Spells and Sorcery. Joey was excited for all the boys she’d come into contact with, I was excited for a change after my brutal break up and Chloey of course was thrilled about the curriculum we would learn there.  How were we so different?  The door opened. It was my mother. Crap. “Hey Mommy.” I smiled.  “Don’t do that mommy thing with me Zoey. Did you three blow up that shop?” “No, of course not! Why would we do that?” “Because Joey likes chaos and you two listen to her too much.” Mom suggested.  “She didn’t do this. None of us did, I swear.” Mom sighed. She knew I wouldn’t lie to her. “Was it possibly an accident? Like the tornado?” “I couldn’t say.” I admitted.  “Zoey, it was your ex boyfriend’s shop. Was it because Liam dumped you?” “Can we please go home?” I whispered. “No, let me talk to Chloey. I know she’ll tell me the whole truth.” Was this actually my fault? Did I blow up Liam’s shop because he blew up my heart? Even worse, did I make my sisters help me do it? Chloey’s POV I was gonna puke. I had never been in trouble like this before.  I never got in trouble. I tried to avoid it at all costs. I just didn’t have the heart or the stomach for such antics. I was just so excited about getting into Stormine. I had wanted to go there forever. It was mostly a school for children of rich, famous and well known witches and warlocks. Basically they were the future of The Witching Domain.  That’s all I wanted. To make a difference in our world. And not the way my father and brother were. I think that might be one of the reasons we got into Stormine. What they would claim is that it was because next week our mother would become the right hand woman to the most powerful witch; Chancellor Agatha Magnus.  But another factor was that our father and brother’s crimes were becoming widespread news. Everyone knew who they were...and who they’d killed.  It was weird being connected to them since I was nothing like them. I was nothing like anyone in my family. Except mom I guess. She and I were usually on the same page about a lot of things. Even though we got along great, me and my sisters were rarely on the same page.  I found it mind boggling that me and my sisters were so different. “Hi honey.” Mom popped her head in the room before entering. “How are you?” “I don’t like it here.” I said. “We didn’t do anything, Mom I swear.” “You don’t have to protect your sisters, Chloey.” “I-I’m not. I mean...we were happy about Stormine and then the explosion happened a few minutes later. I-it couldn’t have been us!” “What were you doing at Liam’s shop?” “Zoey was just dropping off his stuff and maybe Joey was going to put a curse on him, but that was it.” I rushed out.  I felt bad for snitching on Joey, but it was the only way to get mom off my back.  “So Joey was there to make a scene.” Mom shook her head.  “Yes, but not like that!” I cried.  Tears were spilling down my face now. I was scared and nervous and didn’t want Joey to be mad at me.  “Honey, don’t cry.” Mom rubbed my back. “Just tell the truth.” “But I am. If we did do it, we didn’t mean to.”  “Okay sweetie I believe you.” The door opened and Madam Bryce entered. “Molly, they’re um...your daughters are free to go.” “Really?” Mom asked in shock.  “The explosion was caused by...Grim Magic. We believe Dark Vampiric Warlocks might have been responsible.” Joey and Zoey excitedly entered the room. “Told you I didn’t do it! It was that horrid scum!  I hope someone takes them all out.” “Joey!l” Zoey scolded.  “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.” Mom smiled slightly. I knew she was worried about the Vampiric Warlocks. “So tell me,” Joey started. “You think Dad and Brody blew up that shop for Zoey?”

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