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The Demon’s Bride

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her. “Master Ian!” She called. Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?” “Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance. “Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.” His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.” He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.” Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being. *** This book is ORIGINAL and it is not Translation Join Author's discord: https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

mata0eve · Fantasy
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756 Chs

A Kiss In The Dark-II

Esther then sharply inhale her breaths, "Then tell me, how would we be able to enter his house? You know the consequences if you don't help me, do you?"

Venervy shake her hands as a way to show her surrender. "NO! Of course I would help you. While the lord warned me to not bring you to his presence, he also warned me to protect you. And the second warning is more important than the first."

As much as Esther wanted to say she is strong enough to protect herself, her couldn't help but throb at the concern that Beelzebub shown for her. He pushed her away yet he still concerned about him. Why?

"How?" Esther then asked, her blue eyes filled with determination. 

Late at night, Beelzebub gazed at the white moon on the black sky, his handsome face was covered by a red mask as a the dress code of party requires for a mask to cover their identity. Beelzebub had chosen this for people to not bother him who currently at an ill mind.