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The cursed fae prince;Fated to die

Zeriel is a powerful CEO, a multi-billionaire known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, a man who has everything,except a heart open to love. To the world, he’s a shrewd businessman with no tolerance for weakness or attachment, but in truth, Zeriel hides a far darker secret. He is not human, but a hybrid of two fae lineages: one dark, one light. Born with ethereal wings and supernatural powers, he’s spent his life concealing his true identity, blending seamlessly into the human world. But Zeriel’s existence is shadowed by a curse: he is destined to die at thirty, a fate decreed at birth for being an “abomination” in the eyes of his people. To escape this grim destiny, Zeriel fled the fae realm and made a life among humans, focused solely on finding a way to break the curse. Love is not only unimportant to him; he believes it is a weakness, a trap for the foolhardy. Until he meets her: a human woman whose spirit challenges and infuriates him in equal measure. He despises her fiery resilience, her ability to see through his hardened exterior—but he is helplessly drawn to her, feeling emotions that had long ago turned to dust within him. As he battles his growing feelings, Zeriel is thrust into a dilemma. If he opens his heart to love, will he weaken himself and risk his only chance at survival? Or could this forbidden love hold the key to saving his life, transforming him into something his people could never imagine? Join Zeriel on a perilous journey where dark secrets unravel, battles are waged in both realms, and one love could alter the fate of two worlds. Will he defy his curse, or will his heart betray him when he needs it most?

Seaquin · Fantasy
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93 Chs

The nightmare unfolds

"I wouldn't dare," she said, her voice a soft, melodic whisper that carried an undertone of trepidation. Her right hand pressed firmly against her chest in a gesture of compliance, signaling both her allegiance and her fear of the consequences of defiance.

She turned sharply, her staff scraping against the stone floor as she spun. Raising it high, she began to chant in an ancient, lilting language. A shimmering portal materialized in the air before her, its surface rippling like liquid silver. A gust of wind swirled through the room, carrying with it the faint scent of ozone and wildflowers. Lucian, his imposing figure outlined by the portal's glow, stepped forward without hesitation, his dark cloak billowing behind him. Zeriel couldn't afford to miss the opportunity,he quickly followed behind into the portal. Unfortunately he found himself in an unfamiliar place away from Lucian.