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Eternal Love of a Witch

Thomas Phyla, Prince of the Megalima Kingdom, who had been cast out of his throne and cursed by the White Wizard, happened to cross paths with Amara Iris, a Witch who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Iris used Thomas as a means of escape from the swamp of death, but when she realizes how much he is suffering as a result of the White Wizard's curse, she feels driven to work with the Prince to break the spell and keep Thomas by her sides as a soul mate. Because of the White Wizard's curse, Thomas was always at risk of passing away, he always died and occasionally came extremely close to passing away. When Morgan Lloyd, the werewolf who is thought to have killed his pack, shows up, everything becomes a complete mess. Iris is confused when the man suddenly decides to make her his life-and-death partner. Iris will do what? Will she leave with Morgan as the wolf's lover or stick by Thomas until the end and aid him in breaking the White Wizard's curse? "You are mine as long as we are linked!" Iris. "Whatever happens, I won't leave you." Thomas. "We must be together. You are my partner. Don't look at other men!" Morgan. Which choice will Iris make? A journey filled with murder, sacrifice, love, and warmth begins!

Winart12 · Fantasy
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300 Chs

Death Worm Attack

Iris tried not to think too much about what had happened earlier. After resting for some time, they continued their journey until it was dusk.

"I think we should spend the night here." Morgan acted as the wisest of the three. His eyes darted around and he let out a tired sigh.

Among the five regions of the Megalima Kingdom, he never liked the western part. At this moment, as far as the eye could see, he could only see a barren desert and rocks, no houses, no trees, only the trunks of small cacti that could still be counted on the fingers.

"Here?" Alita answered quickly. "Where are we going to sleep? Everything looks the same! Let's walk for a few more hours and we'll reach Helios castle!"

"Can not." Iris glanced at Thomas, whose lips were now pale as paper. Although he remained silent, Iris was sure this man was very tired by now.

Alita sighed. No matter how she followed these two people because of Thomas, how could she ignore Thomas' weak state?