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Lucifer's last bride

Stacey Brown, a fierce feminist lawyer is entangled in a web of ancient secrets and mystical forces. Bound by her parents' arrangement to marry the chauvinistic Frederick August, Stacey's life takes a drastic turn when she becomes the coveted bride of the enigmatic and powerful Lucifer, known as Azrael in the mortal realm. As Azrael's sacrificial bride, Stacey's fate is sealed, but the fallen angel finds himself inexplicably drawn to her innocence and purity of heart. Torn between his loyalty to his dark legacy and his growing feelings for Stacey, Azrael must choose between his immortal existence and saving the woman who has awakened his long-lost heart. Meanwhile, Frederick, hiding secrets of his own, must confront his family's dark past and decide whether to protect Stacey or uphold his family's ancient obligations. As lies and deceit threaten to destroy their relationships, Stacey must navigate the treacherous landscape of love, loyalty, and sacrifice. Will she choose the fiery passion of Azrael who would burn the world to save her? Or the familiar comfort of Frederick who would be a hero and save his world? Dive into this romantic fantasy, where the boundaries between good and evil blur, and the power of love becomes the ultimate weapon in the battle for life.

Luna_Noir07 · Urban
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63 Chs

Chapter thirty-six - Alexander’s story 

Alexander's life was a masterpiece of opulence, painted with the finest brushstrokes of wealth and privilege. Growing up, he had everything he could ever want: lavish parties, exotic vacations, and a family name that commanded respect. Yet, amidst the extravagance, he felt an unshakeable emptiness, a hollow echo that resonated through his very being.

It wasn't until he stumbled upon his father's old camera that Alexander discovered his true passion. The feel of the leather-bound grip, the click of the shutter, and the thrill of capturing life's fleeting moments ignited a fire within him. He devoured books on photography, taught himself the techniques, and soon found solace in the viewfinder's frame.