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The Cursed King

He has been waiting for fifteen centuries to meet his wife again. (COMPLETED) Meet Loriel Ashborn, former king of Summeria, 15-century old immortal, a doting husband, certified simp, a wife's slave. In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a powerful king, Loriel Ashborn. One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did. Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again. To make her remember their life together, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body." *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for. You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her. I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS. This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage. Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'.

Missrealitybites · Fantasy
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305 Chs

Loriel Wants To Confess His Love

"Loriel, you've got a little something on your face," Elise said suddenly. She faked a concerned expression on her beautiful face.

"Huh?" Loriel looked up from decorating his own cake with frosting. "I don't have anything on my face."

He was holding on to his pastry bag filled with blue frosting when Elise came up to him and she was holding one of her own frosting-filled pastry bags. She was a lot quicker in finishing the decoration since she wasn't distracted.

Elise smiled and raised her pastry bag and dotted his cheek with a drop of frosting.

Loriel blinked at the sudden action. His old Elise was meek, feminine, cute... and the current one was playful, happy, and stubborn. Why did she change so much? Loriel was wondering to himself.

He loved the current Elise, just as much as he loved the old one. He just thought she became more interesting by the day and he kept finding out another side of his wife.